Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Ian, you’re going to be good at this. Everything is going to be fine. I know you’re scared, and I didn’t make that any better by taking down crazy pants by myself. I think you need to relax. You’ve spent the last several months catering to my every whim, and I really need to pay you back for that.” Her hands were close to the fly of his slacks. She was on her knees, that gorgeous mouth of hers trembling. “I need you to top me. I need to know that you still want me. For weeks you’ve been so sweet and so distant. I know I’m big, but I still need you. I need to be more than the mother of your children. I need to be your wife. God, I miss being your submissive.”
And he longed to be her Master. If he was gentle, he wouldn’t hurt her.
He twisted a hand in her hair, pulling lightly. He wouldn’t be too gentle. Charlie wouldn’t like that. He pulled just enough to watch her eyes go soft as she began to submit. “You want to play, brat? You want to play after that stunt you pulled? I need you to understand a few things, Charlie Taggart. Your ass is mine as soon as those two girls who are renting move out.”
She bit her bottom lip before running her tongue over it. “What are you going to do to it, Master?”
Fuck. He was going to come before she touched him. He took a tight rein on that unruly and desperate cock of his. She was right. They both needed this. He needed a few moments where he could pretend everything was the same. “I’m going to slap that sweet ass silly. Have you seen some of the new toys I’ve bought for you, my love? Unzip my slacks and take my cock out. You’re going to see to me while I explain how bad it’s going to get for you in a few weeks.”
He let go of her hair, and she eagerly moved forward, her hands on the fly of his pants in an instant.
It was one of the things he adored about his wife. She didn’t hold back or prevaricate. She loved playing with him and she didn’t hold back her affection. It was Charlie’s honest need for him that had first broken through his defenses and allowed him to love her openly and with a free heart. God, he fucking loved her.
He was also going to torture her.
His cock popped out as she drew back the band of his boxers. He was already hard as a rock and wanting, but he was going to enjoy this, and that meant not shooting off the minute she touched him no matter how much the bastard wanted to. “Lick me. I want you to suck my cock until I tell you to stop, but I swear to god, Charlie, if you’re in pain because of the position, you better tell me.”
Charlie groaned, and her only real reply to him was a long lick of her tongue over his dick. Her hand disappeared and he groaned as he felt that soft palm cup his balls. She rolled them lightly as she swiped at his cockhead, licking up the cream he was already producing. His dick was always ready to go where she was concerned.
So fucking good. His wife knew exactly how he liked it. She leaned over, her strawberry blonde hair flowing all around, and she sucked at the head of his cock. He shifted his hips, trying to make it easier on her. She settled in and started to suck his cock in long passes. Pure pleasure swamped him, but he hadn’t forgotten what he promised her.
He settled back and watched his cock disappear between her plump lips. “Once you’re recovered, I’m going to take you to Sanctum. It’ll take a few months, but it’s going to be perfect. I’ve stocked it with everything I need to torture you. You won’t believe the things I’ve bought. New plugs to open up your asshole with. Pretty clamps for your nipples.”
Her head came up. “It might take a while to get to those, Ian. I plan to breastfeed. You know how sensitive they are now.”
They were crazy sensitive now. He could lick one and practically make her come. Her whole body had been sensitive lately. After the initial vomiting period, Charlie had been all about getting a little something something, until the final month when she’d been somewhat miserable because she had two extra humans in her body.
Why did his sperm have to be overachieving? Two babies? Three girls. He was going to be so overwhelmed.
He growled and pushed her back to his cock. “I do not need to talk about lactation right now.” Although her breasts were larger. Plump and round. Sexy. He knew the reasons for the change, but he couldn’t see her as anything but stunning. And his.