Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 9843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 49(@200wpm)___ 39(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 49(@200wpm)___ 39(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
“I want to explore new heights, new depths,” she says, her voice filled with determination. “I want our performances to touch people, to move them in ways they’ve never experienced before.”
I share my plans for new illusions, ideas that will complement and elevate Evelyn’s routines. “Imagine combining our talents in ways that blur the lines between reality and fantasy,” I suggest, excitement creeping into my voice. “We could create something truly extraordinary.”
Evelyn’s eyes shine with excitement. “Yes. That’s exactly what I want. To create magic that feels real, that leaves people breathless.”
As we continue to brainstorm and dream, a profound sense of contentment and purpose settles over us. Evelyn has found her voice, her place in the world. She’s no longer the woman running from her past; she’s a celebrated star performer, confident and strong.
“I never thought I’d find freedom, love, and a place where I truly belong,” Evelyn says, her voice filled with wonder. “But I have. And it’s all thanks to you.”
I cup her face in my hands, my heart pounding with emotion. “It’s thanks to us. We’ve built this together. And we’ll keep building, keep dreaming, keep reaching for the stars. Marry me, Evelyn. Marry me and make me the happiest man alive.”
“Yes, yes, yes.” She breathes, emotion filling her eyes.
We cling together, wrapped in the warmth of our connection. The circus is not just our stage but our home, a place where our dreams can flourish and our love can grow. With Evelyn by my side, I’m ready to embrace whatever the future holds, confident that our journey has only just begun.
My hand moves like a predator towards her fluttering legs, seeking and finding her wetness with ease. I laugh triumphantly as she squirms against the bed, trying to deny the undeniable pleasure radiating from her core. "Soaked for me again already? My sweet angel," I whisper to her as she lies in my arms. "But sometimes you're a little devil. And I love both sides of you, the gentle and the wild." She doesn't respond, her body arching off the bed with pure pleasure, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
I can feel the dampness of her sweet cunt as my eyes roam over the swell of her back, the curves of her shoulders and hips begging to be touched. Her hips are perfect for bearing children, I think to myself in a moment of primal desire. The thought of creating life with this woman consumes me, and for a moment I forget all other desires except to fill her with my seed.
She is my goddess, my everything, and in this moment, all I want is to worship and please her until she is screaming my name. As my hands grip both halves of her firm, round ass, I spread them apart to reveal the tight little hole of her ass and the glistening slit of her pussy.
“Leo, please…” Her voice is still full of desire, but now there's a hint of pleading. She doesn't want me to stop. It hits me like a punch to the gut - she would never forgive me if I did.
“Oh, God.” The sound escapes her lips as her hips wiggle against mine. I can't help but grin, feeling powerful and in control.
Leaning forward, I take in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. My tongue dips between the smooth skin of her pussy lips, reveling in the taste of her honey and the texture of her intimate folds. As I run my hands over her perfect ass, I move my mouth up to kiss the soft flesh of her buttocks. She moans with need, urging me on.
When my tongue touches her puckered asshole, she gasps and arches her back. “Leo…”
“Yes, baby. Just let go,” I whisper soothingly as my tongue continues its exploration around the tight ring of muscle.
She moves against me, grinding her hips as I worship every inch of her ass. Moving forward again, I press gentle kisses along the small of her back, savoring the shivers that pass through her body as I trail my lips along her creamy shoulder blades.
Reaching around to cup her breasts in my hands, I roll her hardened nipples between my fingers.
“Leo, I need you inside me,” she whispers urgently.
“I know, angel,” I whisper back. “But just us. Nothing between us, you understand?”
“I know we didn’t talk about this before, but I’m not on birth control, what if…” Her words trail off, but I know what she's thinking.
“Nothing would make me happier,” I assure her. “Say you want it too.” I continue to kiss and nibble at her neck, gently rolling her onto her side so that I can look into her eyes. My gaze drifts down to admire her perfect body - the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips, the patch of curly dark hair above her glistening slit. “Say you want it like this.”