Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 150002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 750(@200wpm)___ 600(@250wpm)___ 500(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 150002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 750(@200wpm)___ 600(@250wpm)___ 500(@300wpm)
When she didn’t complain I knew it was okay to let go. The truth is I needed this as much as she did. Needed to reassure myself that my woman was really okay. So for now I put it all aside and concentrated on her and giving her what she wanted.
“I want you on your hands and knees.” She dropped her legs from around me and got into position before the words left my lips completely. Her pussy has this habit of staying open for at least a minute after I pull out and I can never resist putting my mouth on her.
I leaned down and gave her my mouth until she rocked back and forth fucking herself on my tongue. I drank her pussy juice as it escaped before licking her from slit to clit. When her body trembled with need I leaned over her back and eased my cock back into her.
“Tell me what you want baby.” I nipped her ear and held her in place with a hand on her tummy. “Tell me, don’t be shy.”
“Max!” Her cute little whine went straight to my dick.
I held still and flexed my cock inside her, teasing her with a finger on her clit until she was too hot to remember to be shy. “Fuck me Max.”
“How? Like this?” I slid out and eased back in slowly and she scowled over her shoulder at me.
I grinned at her snippy ass and held onto her hips, driving into her hard enough to make her head flop forward. I thought for sure I’d hurt her, but she pushed her ass back and worked her pussy on my cock.
“That’s my girl.” It was on now. My girl planted her knees, spread her legs and fucked herself on my cock like she was chasing something. It took me a minute to catch on and when I did my heart tripped in my chest.
“It’s okay baby, I’ve got you.” I tried soothing her, calming her down, but she was too far inside her head. “Shit!” I pulled out and turned her around in my arms, holding her close to my heart.
“I’m sorry Annabelle, sorry that I wasn’t here to protect you. It won’t happen again.” She trembled in my arms and I felt the warm wetness of her tears on my neck.
I moved to get up, but she held on tight and put her hand between us for my cock. “I need you.”
“I don’t want to make you cry.”
“You won’t, you’re not, just come inside me.” I helped her guide my cock to her pussy and slipped back in again.
This time I kept it nice and slow with my arms wrapped lovingly around her. Trying my best to show her that she was safe, that she was loved. Lowering my head I took her nipple between my teeth, biting down until I felt hot pussy juice crown my cock.
She arched her back, driving her nipple into my mouth harder as her hips picked up speed. I followed her lead, letting her set the pace, going as deep and as fast or slow as she needed me to.
“Cum for me baby. I want to watch you cum.” I pressed down on her clit and surged into her. “I want you to have my baby.” What the fuck? We both stopped moving. She looking up at me in
shock and I looked back at her wondering what the fuck had just happened.
“Max?” That little girl soft voice of hers did strange things to my heart and although the words had slipped out unintended, I didn’t take them back. She needs me, and I need her. No one else will ever take care of her the way I could. And it goes without saying I don’t want anyone else but her.
“I know, bad timing, but it’s what I want.” I didn’t give her a chance to answer, but covered her lips with mine and fucked her to completion. At the first twitch of her pussy walls, heralding her orgasm, I released and spilled my seed inside her.
When I could feel my legs and arms again I picked her up and headed into the shower for a quick cleanup before drying her off and putting her back to bed in another one of my old jerseys.
She was out two minutes after her head hit the pillow while I stayed awake staring up at the ceiling with her wrapped safely in my arms.
Chapter 33
The next day she woke up in pain and I felt a ton of guilt. I shouldn’t have taken her and no matter how she tried to convince me that our lovemaking had nothing to do with it, it couldn’t have helped.
I made her stay in bed so I could pamper her and mom was there to mother and fuss over her which she seemed to eat up. No one was talking about the incident, that is, until Sherrie showed up with the baby in the early afternoon.