Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 49826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Sometimes, like now, I look at her in something approaching disbelief. I’m a businessman; my mind doesn’t run to flowery bullshit and pipe dreams, but if this isn’t just that, I don’t know what is. Life has become a fairytale complete with ghosts and everlasting love, and though I’m no way near ready to leave this world, I have the assurance that maybe after we’re gone a hundred years from now, we’ll find a way to come back. That’s something I can get behind.
ELLIE
‘Ellie, Ellie, we did it.’ I was back beneath the large oak tree, hidden from the rest of the world by the hanging Spanish moss that looked like an old lady’s hair in this light, when I heard my aunt’s voice in my head. It was late evening, and Nick and I had just put the kids to bed when I felt the urge to come out here.
With my body heavy with my second pregnancy, another set of twins according to the ultrasound, Nick doesn’t like me coming out here after dark, but tonight I almost couldn’t resist; the urge was so strong. “What did we do?”
“We found another couple. Pretty soon, the town will be bustling again. Isn’t it great?” I smiled into the night as her voice faded away. She must’ve sensed that tonight was for Nick and me.
The need had been building all day to the point that my knees were weak, and my heart had been beating out of time since Nick gave me that special look at the dinner table as if he knew. “You’re in heat.” His voice came from beyond the veil of the Spanish moss that hung almost to the ground, making a thick canopy over the chaise where I now reclined.
The silk nightgown felt hot against my skin as he approached me like a predator stalking his prey. At seven months pregnant with a tummy that stuck out like a whale, nothing makes me feel sexier than the hungry look in his eyes as he towered over me. “How can you tell?” Instead of an answer, he grinned and ran his hand along my thighs, pushing the gown up and out of the way until my bare sex was exposed.
I moaned as his fingers dipped into my heat, lifting up off the chaise to get closer to his wicked hand as he pleasured me. My scent rose into the evening breeze as I moved against his hand, begging him with my moans and groans to give me something more. “Hurry, I want you.”
I spread my legs wider in invitation as he teased my clit with his thumb while moving his fingers deep in me. Sweet tension grew and concentrated between my thighs until I cried out with want and need. “Please, Nick, fuck me.” I’m only ever this bold when I’ve reached this point when my need to be filled by him overshadows everything else, and I no longer care about propriety.
I knew from the glint in his eyes that this was going to be a long night, a night of torturous pleasure from which neither of us would recover until late the next day. Thank heaven for the nannies and household staff we have on hand to help with the kids; they come in handy after nights like this.
“You want to be fucked out here, or should I take you back inside to our bed?”
“No, here, now, take me.” My breath was choppy and short as I pushed into his palm, close to tears. My eyes fell on the bulge behind the zipper of his slacks, and my tongue came out to taste my lips.
He released himself with one hand, never removing his fingers from me, and moved in close, positioning his cock head close to my mouth, which I greedily took. I relished the deep groan that escaped his lungs as I fisted his thick length bringing it closer to my lips so that my tongue could play in that little slit from which his juices flowed.
At the first taste of his flavor bursting onto my tongue, I sucked and pulled harder as I hungered for more. Lust, hot and bright, blossomed in my chest and spread to that secret place between my thighs that burned with need, a need his fingers could no longer fill.
My eyes became half slits as they looked up at him, and I worked to remove that smirk from his beautiful face. “Hey, that’s foul play; I’m throwing a flag down on that play.” I grinned around his cock as I held his balls gently in my hand and squeezed him into my mouth.
“Uh-uh, you didn’t make any rules this time.” I held his cock on the tip of my tongue to leave room to speak before gobbling him back into the back of my throat that way he’d taught me. Then I went in for the kill with the trifecta, something I know he could never resist. I played with his balls and took his cock deep into my throat while looking into his eyes.