Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
“Enough that both cock and palm got raw.” He says it without a hint of embarrassment. “Didn’t come close to the real thing.”
I swivel my hips, taking him deeper. He’s filling me so much, it takes a moment before I’m able to speak again. “I did the same with my video. Rode my hand over and over again, pretending it was yours.” One last inch and he’s seated entirely within me. Too much, too full, too fucking big, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I brace my hands on his chest and shiver. “Devan?”
“Yeah?”
I start to ride him. “How does your pussy feel?”
His lips curve even as his eyes go hot. “Wet and tight and made just for me.”
The desire is there to pick up my pace, to fuck him with all the frenzy of the built-up weeks. I don’t. I ride his cock slowly, making the same promise with my body that I made with my words. Forever. Not just a day, a weekend, even a month. I’m promising him my future in the same way he’s promising me his.
I unbutton my dress and shrug it off. Immediately, his eyes got to my hips, to the faint black marks there. He brushes his thumb over one and his eyes go wide. “Hazel.”
“Mmmm?”
“Am I seeing things, or did you tattoo my fingerprints on your skin?”
I bite my bottom lip and still my hips. “They were going to fade. I thought I wouldn’t ever see you again and I couldn’t stand the thought of your marks fading. So I did something about it.”
He brushes his thumb over the mark again. “I must be a monster, because I fucking love this so much.”
“I love you,” I say simply.
He tangles one hand in my hair and tows me down for a kiss. “Say it again,” he growls against my lips.
“I love you.” Another orgasm is building, a deeper one. I pick up my pace a little, grinding my clit against his stomach. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”
Devan rolls me, picking up that same devastating pace that sends me closer and closer to the edge. “I love you, too, Hazel. So fucking much.” He grinds down into me and it’s too much. I orgasm with his name on my lips. A few harsh thrusts later, he follows me over the edge.
He drops down next to me, tucking me against his side. It takes several long moments before our harsh breathing evens out. Devan presses a kiss to my temple. “I meant what I said. I want to marry you. Eventually do the kids thing if you’re not opposed to the idea.”
I cuddle closer. Even in my darkest days, I knew I wanted kids eventually. Having them with Devan? I smile against his chest. “I’m not opposed to the idea…eventually.”
“No rush. On any of it.” There’s the faintest hint of hesitation in his tone.
That brings my head up. “You aren’t doubting me, are you?”
He smiles slowly. “Never that. But there’s no rush on any of it. I love you. You love me. That’s enough for me right now.”
“Liar.” I say it fondly. Having him so close and not kissing him seems a damned shame, so I do. It’s slowing dawning on me that I can kiss Devan McGuire whenever I please. The thought makes me dizzy. “I never knew you had a breeder fetish, but you’re going to be talking about putting a baby in me every time you get feeling possessive.”
He grins against my lips. “Maybe.”
“Definitely.” I grab one of his hands and guide it between my thighs. “Make me come again, Devan. Twice wasn’t anywhere near enough.”
“What will be enough for you, birthday girl?” He doesn’t immediately start fucking me with his fingers, instead idly stroking my pussy in a way that suggests he’s not in any rush. I like it. I like it a lot. Devan kisses my neck. “Five? Ten?”
“I’m kind of afraid I’ll never get enough of you.” I spread my legs wider. “And it’s not my birthday anymore.”
Devan rolls me onto my back and moves down my body to settle between my thighs. The grin he gives me is downright wicked. “When you’re with me, every day’s your birthday, Hazel. Whatever you want is yours.”
“That’s easy. All I want is you.”