Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 69(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 69(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
I begin to undress her pissed I have to. We should still be in bed, reaching for one another after another marathon session, sweaty and out of breath. Once she is mostly naked, I kiss her without answering. My sole mission is to make her so lithe and out of her mind with need and want that she never wants to leave our home. Hell, our bed.
I push her against the counter, turning her so her back is to me. “You got up and left our bed before I could spend my morning load inside of you?” I drop my pants and without making sure she is ready, I push inside of her pussy, placing my hand over her mouth. “Not a fucking sound. You don’t earn sound privileges when you leave our bed without waking me.” I growl in her ear. Her pussy squeezes me, hellbent on pulling my come from me while I rock in and out of the tightest, warmest place on earth. Her teeth sink into my hand damn near breaking skin forcing my movements to become faster, harder. I am losing the fight to not fill her up right now. “Fuck, baby. So fucking good.” Slamming my hand against the counter, I move back more, pulling her with me so she bends further, sending me deeper.
“Oh shit, Raylan. It’s too deep.” I hear her say, but barely.
“What did you say? Did you say I am too deep?” I pull out further and back in, loving the way her mouth opens in a silent scream. “I say not deep enough.”
“Oh God. I’m almost there.” Those are all the words I need. I rub my finger against her clit and lay my head back when her greedy pussy pulls my release from me. We both scream our release in the room before sliding to the floor.
Holding her in my arms, both of us trembling from the experience we just shared which if I am honest, seems to get more and more life altering everytime I slide inside of her. “Come on kitten. Let me get you back to bed.” I say standing and reaching for her. She looks at me like I am crazy before shaking her head.
“Bed? Raylan don’t be silly. I have to go to work.” She says it like a forgone conclusion or something which pisses me off more.
“No you don’t, kitten. You have to get back in our bed and let me make love to my wife and fuck her into a coma.” She stops to blush and lick her lips as she stares at my bobbing cock, but doesn’t stop trying to put her clothes on.
“Listen, I would love nothing more than to stay in bed with you but like you, I have a job, Raylan and I have already missed two days.” I crowd her into the counter and bring my mouth close to her ear.
“Fuck your job! So I can fuck you!” She gasps in shock at my language and the snarl in my voice but I can’t control myself right now. The fact that she isn’t as out of her mind and obsessed with me as I am with her is making the beast in me come out and you know what, until she gives me what I want I won’t even try to get him back in.
“I don’t even know what to say to that.” She says, shaking her head and walking towards the closet.
“Don’t say anything, kitten. March your sexy ass into the bedroom and strip!” I know she is going to argue. Hell her personality has shown she is way more vocal than I knew and feisty, which I love but right now, I need her to do as I told her too.
“I will not. I don't know what is wrong with you but I am going to work.” What the fuck. Why is she fighting so damn hard about this?
“Winona, you don't need to work anymore. I can take care of you, kitten.” Her head falls down a second before she looks up at me.
“I know maybe in the world you grew up in, women stopped working when they got married, but in the real world, Raylan, I have bills to pay.” She blinks a few times after she says it like she is shocked it came out of her mouth but she is not the only one.
“I know but I want to take care of you, Winona. I want you to do what your heart desires, not what your mind says you have too. So make me understand. Tell me why you have to do this.”
She looks at me biting her lip, pensive and unsure if she should answer but we have to figure this out. “Kitten.” I watch her take a deep breath and gear herself up before answering.