Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33555 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Carly nodded.
Excitement filled her, and she moved in close. The scent of him was making her wet, and then she slid her tongue right across the slick tip. Pre-cum was already leaking and she slid her tongue across the head of his cock and looked up, watching Nate as he closed his eyes. She followed the tip around and then slid down one side, hitting his palm, and then sliding up and going the other side.
“Now, suck me into your mouth,” he said.
Carly covered the tip of his cock, and remembering he didn’t want her to use teeth, she slowly lowered her mouth on his length. Going deeper and deeper, and then pulling back, she did this repeatedly, exploring his dick, learning what he liked, what he didn’t. She moved his hand out of the way and took over, exploring him.
Sinking onto his length until the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, she couldn’t help but gag, then immediately pull away and then go back in for more, sinking in deep, and pulling back, building up a pace.
Nate wrapped his fingers into her hair, and he started to thrust into her mouth. She loved the feel of him and how he took over. He let out a little sharp growl, and then held her still as he pumped his cock in deep.
“Fuck, I’m going to come.”
All too soon, he had pulled out of her mouth, and Carly watched in amazement as he worked his length, and his cum shot out of the tip, and he aimed it at her chest. She thrust her tits out for him, as he expelled his cum all over her, and she didn’t care. When he was finished, he went onto his knees, cupped her face, and then pulled her in close, kissing her lips.
“Fucking hell, you’re incredible,” he said.
Carly smiled at him, and it was on the tip of her tongue to tell him how she felt, but she didn’t want to ruin the moment. Carly knew he loved her, but she didn’t believe he was in love with her, whereas, she was completely and totally in love with him and had been for a long time.
“I think it’s time to take you back to the shower.”
She cried out as he suddenly lifted her over his shoulder. “I really wish you would stop doing this.”
He gave her ass a little slap, and she yelped. “Hey!”
“I can’t help it. You shouldn’t have such a slappable ass.”
She wasn’t going to argue with him. Being with Nate felt too good to spoil.
****
“I don’t know if I like the yellow,” Carly said, wrinkling her nose.
Nate stepped back and looked at the magnolia, the white, the cream, and the yellow. Carly wasn’t pregnant yet, but seeing Reese’s nursery got him thinking. He wanted Carly to associate his home as her home. His plan was to take her by surprise. The moment she was pregnant, he was going to suggest they get married, and then before she knew it, she was going to be his wife and the mother of his children. Everything would fall into place. He had a plan. It wasn’t a great one, but he knew it was going to work.
“And we can’t use blue or pink?” Nate asked.
“No, I would hate to get it wrong, and besides, when our child grows up, they can have any bedroom they want, and any color scheme, within reason. If they ask for real blood, that would just be creepy and gross, and something out of a horror movie.”
Nate wrinkled his nose. “Then it would be time to get therapists, and for me to beat the shit out of Dalton. If my son or daughter wants the room decorated in blood, then it would be his fault.” Dalton was the horror movie lover.
Carly came to stand beside him and rested her head against his shoulder. He loved and cherished these moments. He didn’t realize how little she had touched him over the years. The last couple of months had shown him that. Since they had started trying to make a baby, Carly had become more affectionate toward him, which he didn’t think was possible. She had proven to him it was.
“What do you think?” she asked. “What color do you prefer?”
“The cream,” he said. “You?”
“I think I’m liking the cream a lot more. It is a little duller than the bright white, which is making me think hospital and dental. And a little brighter than the magnolia. I like it.” Carly stepped away from him, and went to the can of paint, prying open the lid and then humming to herself. “Ugh, did you know that I … ugh, that, you know, I’ve skipped a cycle?”
“I know.”
Nate picked up his paintbrush, dipped it into the cream, and started to work the walls.