Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“Levi,” she says my name softly, and before this goes on, she has to know that I’ve been hers.
“I’ve not been with anyone but you since you asked me to marry you.” She gasps. “Maybe I was a little traditional that way.”
“Today when I saw Marianna, I wanted to throat punch her,” she explains. “I pictured throwing my shake in her face and ruining all that perfect hair and makeup.” I roll my lips. “And when she spoke about your cock.” Her hands grip my hips harder. “Well, it wasn’t good.” I just nod at her. “It was not good, and then I was.” She shakes her head. “I didn’t know what to say. How was I supposed to tell you not to see her when we didn’t even talk about what we were?” I know her tone means she’s got to get this all out there, so I just look at her while she does it. “Did I have a right to tell you not to see her? I don’t know. Did you want to see her? Again, I didn’t know, I had hoped, obviously,” she rambles. “But was I in the position to tell you that if you touched her, I would cut off your dick and bury it in the yard?” She shrugs. “I just, it was all too much. It was like, boom, in my face I was in love with you and then I was like, does he love me? How do I tell him I don’t want him to see other people? How do I tell him I don’t want to see other people?”
“Well, I should hope not, you’re married,” I point out, “and so am I.”
“This last month, the last couple of months have gone from one of the worst times in my life to the best times of my life, thanks to you and Cici.” I can’t keep from kissing her, so I do softly.
“Thank you for asking me to marry you,” I say, smiling.
“Thank you for saying yes,” she replies as I walk her backward into the bedroom.
“Thank you for driving me insane.” I pull her top up over her head before I attack her mouth with mine.
Her hands pull out the bottom of my shirt. “Thank you for finger-fucking me that first time.” She nips at my bottom lip.
“Thank you for jerking me off.” I suck her neck.
“Hmm,” she hums, stopping in the middle. “Does this mean we’re, like, official, just the two of us?”
I just stare at her. “Like this isn’t just a friends-with-benefits sort of thing, right?” I don’t know why but I growl. “Okay, okay, just asking, you know, keeping communication open.”
“How’s this for communication?” I rasp. “Get on the bed and spread your legs, it’s time for me to eat.”
“Fine,” she huffs, almost running to the bed, “but only because I like your tongue.”
I tilt my head to the side. “Just my tongue?”
“Your fingers are good also,” she adds, lying on the bed and spreading her legs. “Also your cock.” I chuckle. “It’s a solid nine out of ten.”
“Nine?” I ask, standing looking down at her.
“Well, I can’t give you ten right off the bat,” she goads. “You have to work your way up.”
“Is that so?” I ask, my mouth watering. “It would be my honor.”
Epilogue One
Eva
One month later
“Mammma,” Cici starts babbling and my eyes open, looking over at the screen on my side table. Cici is standing up in her crib, holding on to it as she bounces at her knees and calls, or better yet, her voice goes louder and louder. “Mmmammmmaaaa.”
“I think she’s calling you,” Levi mumbles, his body hugging me from the back, one hand hugs my waist, the other is firmly on one of my breasts. Instead of letting me go, he pulls me closer to him.
“She’s not calling me, she’s calling Lisa.” I move, his hands loosen around me, making it easy to turn in his hold and wrap my arms around his neck. This is my early morning wake-up and I know Cici isn’t screaming bloody murder yet, so it gives me time. But it’s a toss-up if it’s five seconds or five minutes, we both know it. There are times when we chance it. Not often, but today it feels like it’s going to be the latter.
“Do you want me to get her for you?” he asks as he buries his face in my neck, kissing me softly. “Since she’s calling you.”
I roll my eyes. “All she says is mama.” I lift my leg to wrap around his hip, his cock lining up with my pussy perfectly.
“How long do you think we have?” he asks, moving his hips up, slipping in just the tip.
“Not as long as it’s going to take you,” I moan out as he fills me, my eyes close when he rolls my nipple between his fingers.