Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 33078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
I smirk. Romantic isn’t something I ever thought I’d be, but she’s right. For her, I’m a lot of things, and I’ll be anything she needs.
Sitting beside her, I reach over and begin cutting her chicken.
She doesn’t argue, not even when I feed her piece by piece, carefully placing the food in her mouth until she says she’s stuffed.
“You should eat, too.” She reaches for my plate.
“I will, but I want dessert first.” I stand and lift her onto the table, spreading her legs as she leans back onto her elbows.
“Fernando.” She bites her bottom lip. “What if someone–”
“No one’s home. Just you and me.” I drop to my knees and pull off her panties and stuff them in my pocket. Then I spread her wider, my palms splayed against her pale thighs, her pink pussy already glistening for me.
“Don’t tease me,” she moans.
“Never.” I lick her from hole to clit.
Her toes curl, her body already on edge.
I don’t hold back. My tongue knows her cunt and favors her little clit, stroking it until her thighs shake. Then I lick it with the broad side of my tongue until her breath catches and she comes on a cry of my name. Over and over again, her pleasure washes over her, and I lap it all up, savoring it and swallowing her down.
When she finally takes a deep breath and lies farther back, I kiss her pussy then stand and free my cock.
“I need all of you.” She reaches for my shirt, fisting it and yanking me down to her.
With a hard stroke, I enter her, plunging deep into her heat as she arches for me. Swiping her top down, I suck her nipple into my mouth and knead her other breast. They’re heavy and full now, milk already beading on their tips as I suck and lick.
She moans, her body alive as I thrust in and out, my cock demanding I fuck her sure and deep. That’s what she likes, and that’s what I give her. All of me.
I piston harder, shaking the table as she holds onto me. I crush her mouth in a deep kiss, tonguing and tasting as I take all of her. She grinds against me, getting friction on her clit, and I push deeper, stroking her where she needs me.
Her body goes even tighter, and then she’s moaning into my mouth, her pussy squeezing me into oblivion as I come, my seed spurting into her as I thrust again and again. I fill her, giving her every last drop as I kiss her and devour her cries of pleasure.
We move together, breathe together, exist together. I was made for her. Both halves of me finally became whole when I found my Bianca.
When I can finally take a breath, I stare into her eyes, into my entire world. “Happy anniversary.”
She smiles, wicked and sweet all rolled into one. “That happy anniversary was for Fernando.” She moves her hips. “Now I want another happy anniversary with the Butcher.”
I grin and claim her mouth again, my hips moving at her command. I’ll never get enough of my sweetness or her perfect and unexpected love.