Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
"Yes, please," I gasp. Ian lifts his head and gives me the look. The one that promises to ruin me, but in a nice way.
He gently slides my underwear down, his fingers brushing against my skin with an electric touch, and begins to lavish attention upon me, murmuring soft oaths of love and declarations of how I'm making him lose control. By the time he reaches the most sensitive part of me, I'm a trembling mass of sensation.
His lips press against my skin with a relentless intensity, each motion meticulously calculated. His tongue glides over me, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake, as though he's on a mission to ignite every nerve ending. Each fervent suck and deliberate lick send electric shivers through my body, making my heart race faster with every second.
My thighs start to shake as his tongue makes wild promises. "Ian," I manage, but my voice breaks apart.
He's relentless, finding a rhythm that takes me higher and higher, every sweet word and motion melting me into a wetter, softer version of myself. His tongue traces one more line, and that's it. I'm completely gone, body arching like it's trying to escape my skin.
As he moves back up, that irresistible crooked grin spreads across his face, the one I'm utterly addicted to. His hands gently cradle my face, and he kisses me with a fervent intensity, his lips fierce and open, stealing my breath away just as I manage to catch it.
"Please," I murmur between frantic gasps, my voice a whisper of desperation.
"Please what?" he murmurs, his voice a low, tantalizing rasp against the side of my throat. He places his hard length at my entrance, now slick with anticipation.
“Please, fuck me,” I plead, my mind consumed by my overwhelming need for my husband.
He's hot and unyielding against me, and as he thrusts inside, the world seems to tilt and spin. My legs wrap tightly around him, and I dig my nails into his muscular back, anchoring myself to him as he drives me to the edge of sanity with each powerful thrust.
"Fuck, Sage," he groans, dropping his head into the crook of my neck. His skin is slick and warm, and I feel him everywhere.
He pulls back and thrusts even deeper. I clamp my teeth over my lip to keep from shouting, knowing Cara could sleep through a tornado but not wanting to chance it.
"More," I demand, meeting his crazed rhythm.
"I love you so much," he replies, like a pledge and a confession.
"Show me," I whisper, my voice barely cutting through the charged air between us.
He responds with a surge of energy, moving even faster, his determination palpable. "Always," he promises, his voice a blend of intensity and unwavering commitment.
We spiral together with an irresistible intensity. The impact shatters me into countless quivering fragments of sensation. Ian lets out a deep, primal groan as he joins me in bliss, nestled deep inside me, holding on to me for dear life.
He rolls us so I'm stretched out across him, chests heaving and bodies sticky, his heart banging the same crazy beat as mine. I rest my chin on his broad, steady chest and give him my warmest smile.
"You know," I start, savoring each word, "breastfeeding definitely doesn't work as birth control."
His brow furrows for a beat. "How do you know?"
I raise my eyebrows.
"You mean—?"
I nod, trying to hold back my laugh.
"Oh my fucking God, Sage!" He's yelling so loud I'm worried Cara might actually wake up for once. But then he's laughing, and I'm laughing, and we both sound like lunatics. "We're having another baby!" he whoops.
"Yes," I say, kissing the grin right off his face. "I'm so fucking happy, too."
He lets out an even louder, booming laugh that echoes around us. "I knew I'd find a way to get you to swear," he teases, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
“It’s great to have goals,” I reply, a playful grin spreading across my face. I lean in closer, feeling the warmth of his breath against my skin as our laughter intertwines, dancing through the cool evening air.
He devours my lips, the moment charged with emotion and a depth of love that speaks volumes. It's a kiss filled with love and devotion, sealing the bond we share with an intensity that leaves us both breathless.