Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
“On your back now,” he says.
I flip onto my back, open and my legs and cup my belly in my hands.
“I’m gonna be so big when our boy grows inside me,” I tell him.
The brute gazes at me in adoration, nodding along to my words. I move my hands to my tits and grope them.
“My tits are gonna swell,” I say, “I hope you don’t mind sharing.”
He looks at me blankly.
“There’ll be so much milk, I just know it,” I say, squeezing at my nipples.
The penny drops and Griff licks his lips, staring at my tits. I wouldn’t be surprised to see them leaking, this kink is turning me on so much, it’s insane.
Maybe it really does match up with my ovulation calendar…
“It’s gonna be rough,” Griff says. “I’m sorry about that, angel, but you’ll need to take it real fucking deep. I’m gonna have to shoot my cum all the way inside you. Your pussy is just a tool to get to your womb tonight, but I’ll make it feel nice.”
“Don’t apologise,” I tell him, snaking one hand to my pussy and rubbing my clit. “Fill me up and fuck your beautiful baby into me.”
He kicks his jeans and boxers off, and I get a sight of the tool he’s going to be using. Fuck, yes. He’s got some girth on him, and some decent length to go with it. The slam of flesh and his dirty grunts are going to be just what I need to fly high.
“It’ll feel way more than nice,” I tell him as he climbs onto the bed and kneels between my open legs, towering over me, his hard cock curving like a beast.
“I need you to feel this,” he says and sucks three meaty fingers into his mouth.
“Ok.”
It’s a good job I’m already wet. There’s no warmup. He slides three fingers straight in deep.
I gasp at the sudden intrusion.
“It’s ripe,” he says, grinning at me and I can feel his fingers probing.
I swallow. “Glad to hear it,” I say, “better get filling it up then.”
“Soon, angel. Soon.”
“Those tits are also perfect,” he says and comes to kneel by my side. “Perfect for a suckling baby.”
He takes a tit in each hand, squeezes tight, and my nipples harden.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he says. “Imagine these big tits full of milk. You’ll be leaking by the time you give birth, you’ll be so fucking full.”
“Oh yeah, I want that. I want to be leaking, ready,” I tell him. “I want to imagine my big tits filled up with milk. Can we practice? Will you latch onto my nipples and suck nice and hard? I want to know what it feels like. The more training we do, the better. I want loads of milk flowing ready for the baby, to keep him full, and you can help me. Nine months will go by in no time, so we’d better start now.”
He squeezes my tits again, licking his bearded lips. “Your tits are gonna look so fucking good when they’re milking.”
“They’ll look even so better when your baby boy is sucking on them, but first of all, it’s going to be you. Get me ready for your son, Griff.”
I love the scratch of his beard as licks at my nipples, but I want more. Holly wants more.
“Latch,” I say. “Latch and suck on me, Griff. I need to learn.”
It’s clear he’s played this game before. His teeth clasp and he sucks in a noisy rhythm, locked onto my tit like he’s starving. He’ll make them sore in no time, but I don’t give a shit about that. I take hold of his head and encourage him.
“That’s it, suck hard. Feed on them.”
He slides his huge hand down between my legs, and I let his thumb take over the action on my clit. He’s rough, and grinds hard, but he’s not in the right spot, so it’s just a tease – a tease that drives me so frantic it has me wriggling. I love it when someone missing my clit skims so frustratingly. It drives me fucking wild.
Griff latches onto my other tit and I look down to see how red and swollen the nipple is he’s left behind. Fuck, it’s tender and the teeth marks are so close together. Gorgeous.
I want another round. I’ll be wanting fucking several, and I know it.
He moves back to kneel between my legs, his mouth still latched, and I feel the thump of his meaty cock against my thigh.
I moan for him. “Give me your cum, Griff. Fuck me deep.”
I try to urge him on top of me, but he won’t have it yet, just keeps grinding my slit with his thumb as he sucks like a beast on my nipple. This time he’s harder with his noisy sucks and swallows. I pant, but I don’t stop him. Suckling doesn’t show mercy, and neither does he.