Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Shit,” I gasp as I thrust all the way inside and nearly black out on top of her. My cock begins to throb, and I try not to cum, but it’s no use. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I curse, squeezing my eyes shut, and I begin to pour my seed into her.
She tenses at first, but I’m too far gone to stop, and there’s no way I’m pulling out. I’m slow and careful as I begin to slide through the creamy release and fuck her sweet pussy. The feeling is unlike anything I imagined and so much better than I guessed it would be. I should have known that being inside of Meadow would change my life, and the more I slide in and out, the more I love her.
“It’s so warm,” she moans and wiggles her hips.
“You like it?” I’m almost shocked when I feel her clench around me and then push her hips back.
“More.” Her moan this time is so fucking sexy, and it makes my balls fill with cum.
“I want to look at you this time,” I say as I pull all the way out and then roll her over.
I’m back inside her dripping slit in the blink of an eye, and she gasps as how much deeper it is this way. My eyes stay on hers as I grind against her clit and feel her clench around me. Her body is so primed from her earlier orgasm and the feel of my cum inside her that it only takes a few strokes to get her off.
I brush the sweaty hair away from her face as I bend down and kiss her gently.
“I love you, Heath,” she finally says, and I nod.
“It’s about fucking time,” I tell her, and she tries to bite my lip.
FIFTEEN
MEADOW
My eyes flutter open when a mouth brushes against mine. Heath’s dark gaze is the first thing I see, and I couldn’t be happier about it. “Morning.” He’s got a smile on his handsome face, and I could really get used to this. My mind is still trying to play catch up to my new reality, but so far, this is paradise.
“I’m not a morning person,” I groan. “It’s your fault because the bed is so comfortable.” It also doesn’t have Briar in it. I love my sister, but she is all over the place, so it’s like sleeping with a toddler.
“Then let’s see if I can change that for you.”
“What do you…” I trail off when Heath slides down between my thighs.
He takes his time as his tongue teases in soft strokes. I moan, enjoying the slow build to pleasure, and he doesn’t stop until I’m crying out his name.
“Did that make it better?” I glance down and watch him kiss the inside of my leg before resting his head there. I run my fingers through his hair and recognize that this is better than any dream I’ve ever had.
“That’s worth waking up for,” I laugh. “But I want you to finish what you started.”
“No.” He pushes up from the bed, and I see the hard outline of his cock pressed against in his sweatpants.
“No?” I sit up on my elbows and look at him in confusion. “You’re telling me no? I thought men always want sex.”
“I do always want sex with you, but your needs come first. You’re tender, and I took you three times last night.”
“I’m pretty sure it was me that took you the third time.” I smirk.
I have no idea what time it was when I climbed on top of him and took what I wanted, but his protests were weak as he helped guide his cock into me. I slid down onto him and rode the both of us to release.
“You’re lucky you didn’t get a good morning spanking.” I glare at his back while he walks into the bathroom, and the shower comes on a few seconds later.
When I fully sit up, I wince and realize he might be right. I’m tender down there, which I hadn’t noticed when his mouth was getting me off. Still, I’m annoyed.
Deciding that I want to shower too, I walk into the bathroom and step in with Heath. His head lifts as I enter, and I see one of his arms is braced on the shower wall while the other strokes his cock. As hot as it is seeing him masturbate, I want to be the one to get him off.
“I’m over you deciding when the time is right for us.” I duck under his arm so my back is against the shower wall, then drop to my knees in front of him.
“Meadow.” I watch his muscles flex when I wrap my hand around his cock.
“My mouth isn’t sore,” I say as I look at his size. Heath isn’t small anywhere, and my jaw will probably be feeling it afterwards, but I think it will be more than worth it.