Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 121360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
“Yes…very true.” She kept watching Luca, a slight smile on her lips.
And I kept watching her.
Luca fell asleep on the couch downstairs, his toys spread out across the rug in front of the fireplace. Mia scooped him up into her arms and then carried him up the stairs to put him to bed.
“You want me to do that?” Luca was a skinny boy, but she had a long walk ahead of her.
“No. I love doing this.” With his head pressed against her shoulder and one of his arms hanging by his side, she carried him to the bottom of the staircase.
“Can I expect you in my bedroom?” I asked, hoping she would put Luca to bed easily then sneak off to be with me.
“Yes.” She turned to look at me before she moved onto the first step. “You can always expect that, Carter.” She ascended the stairs and moved to the second floor.
When she was gone, I retreated to my bedroom, pleased to have the alone time I’d been craving all day. I left my boxers on the floor and got into bed, knowing I wouldn’t need them for what was about to happen next.
Fifteen minutes later, Mia entered the bedroom. She approached the bedside and slipped out of her jeans and t-shirt before she crawled into bed. Instead of moving to the spot beside me, she straddled my hips and positioned herself on top of me.
My hands went to her hips, and I moaned as I felt her point my head at her entrance. She slowly lowered herself with her tits in my face, and I pulled on her hips to make her move a little faster down my length. When she had all of me deep inside her, I squeezed her ass cheeks. Talk about perfect pussy.
Her quiet breaths filled my bedroom and got louder as she moved up and down. She pressed her hands against my chest for balance as she shifted back and forth, riding me a little harder with every thrust.
My feet dug into the mattress as I pushed myself up and deeper inside her, feeling her slickness grow as we continued to move together. My thumbs dug into her hips, and I watched her tits shake right in my face, the scene so erotic I could barely keep my bullet in the barrel. I sat up on one of my elbows and kissed those sexy nipples as she continued to fuck me, to smear that cream up and down my base.
Her nails dug into my shoulder, and she moved into me harder, thrusting her hips and driving herself to the finish line. When she came, she bucked slightly, her moans uncontrollable and loud.
I watched her sexy performance, my dick remaining at full mast so she could reach her high. My fingers dug into her luscious cheeks, and I fought the fire that started in my balls, the burning sensation before blastoff.
When she finished, she stopped on top of me, her face just inches above mine. Her hair fell against my chest, soft and smooth. She caught her breath as she let the final waves of pleasure rock through her. Her pussy still gripped me with tremendous force, and she slowly slackened around my length.
I guided her hips up and down again, ready to enjoy her in the same way. Now that she had gone first, I didn’t hold myself back from the pleasure she’d just received. I pulled her up and down harder and gave her every inch of my length, wanting to fill her as much as possible. When I hit my trigger, it was like flipping a light switch.
I immediately exploded.
And filled her with so much come. “Sweetheart…” I understood what Conway was talking about when he walked away from his bachelor life. He traded in kinky sex and threesomes for vanilla sex like this.
But vanilla was my new favorite flavor.
It didn’t matter how slow we moved together. It didn’t matter how much foreplay was involved. I would much rather watch this woman ride me then pick up any other woman. I would much rather teach her son to swim than spend a night out on the town. A simple life was something I never wanted, but now it was the most peaceful bliss I’d ever experienced.
She took all my come then kissed me softly on the lips, her pussy still surrounding my length. Her hand moved into my hair, and she deepened the kiss, like the climax wasn’t enough for her. She wanted me for more than sex, for more than protection.
She wanted me for me.
She slowly moved off of me, my softening dick slipping out of her with resistance. She cuddled into my side and draped her arm across my waist, exactly what she did right before she went to sleep. It was her position of choice, the way she liked to sleep every night because it made her feel most safe.