Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
We fall back on the bed together, and I move between her legs. I kiss my way down her neck as I undress us both quickly. What I feel is too much right now, and it’s overwhelming me. All I know is that I have to be inside her, now.
“I’m not on the pill,” she says softly, her hands roaming over my naked chest.
“Good,” I grunt. I swipe my cock through her wet folds. “I plan on breeding you tonight.”
Her eyes widen, but her knees spread wider in invitation and my cock drips cum. Could it really all be so simple? She’s proof that it is.
She’s so wet I can see it shine on the inside of her thighs, and my cock is slippery with just a few swipes. I hold the thick head at her entrance, and she raises her hips in invitation.
“You want me to get pregnant?” She raises them again, like she’s begging me to do it, and I give her what she wants by pushing my cock in just a little.
“Do I want you to get pregnant?” I let out a humorless laugh as I sink a little deeper and feel her tight little pussy squeezing me. “It’s all I can fucking think about. Cumming inside you and making a baby.”
I grunt as I push in a little more, and I have to stop. Her pussy is so tight I’m going to have to pop it to get my cock to fit, but I don’t want to hurt her. I use my thumb to rub her clit, and after a second she’s wiggling again.
“I’ve never thought about it much before, but one look at you and I knew you had to be bred.” She whines and I thrust hard, sinking all the way in. “Fuck.” I fall on top of her and hold myself still while she adjusts.
Her nails dig into my back, and I kiss her neck to try and ease the pain I know I can’t make better.
“The more you let me break you in, the easier it will be,” I say softly. “That’s how prize horses are so good at making babies. We breed them enough and they know what to do.”
“Clay,” she moans, wriggling under me.
“Let me just look at you,” I say as I sit up on my knees to stare down at her.
Her pretty skin is flushed pink, and her tits are tight. I look down to her pussy and see my cock has disappeared inside of her all the way, and it throbs to cum.
“I could cum just looking at you like this.” She rolls her hips like she wants me to do it. “Do that again.”
She plants her feet on either side of me and circles her waist. Her pussy squeezes me tight, and my cock is so full I can’t hold back much longer.
“Let me make it good for you,” I say, grazing my knuckle over her clit. She moans, and I do it again, just keeping my dick buried.
She’s so wet and slippery, I grab her hip with my other hand and move her only a little, in and out, while I play with her clit. It’s pink and needy, and she’s getting wigglier with every pass.
“Open up for me,” I demand as my own need becomes too much. “Pull your knees up and hold them there. I want you ready to take it.”
Her body tenses, and I grind against her one last time before it sends her over the edge. She cries out, and the sight of her pleasure is all I need to release into her. Hot pulses of cum pump into her as she tightens around my cock, and we climax together.
It’s messy and sexy as fuck as we both give in to it. I never thought I’d be so unafraid to take what I want and give the same to a woman. I never thought it was possible because I hadn’t met Dotty. One look at her and everything changed. Suddenly I’m doing everything I can to run with her down the aisle and make a family. I’m glad I waited, because she’s worth it.
She’s worth everything that led to this moment.
My grandfather might have not known when he built this house all the love that it would bring, but here with Dotty in my arms, I know that there is so much more ahead. More than even I can imagine.
I can’t wait to start the next chapter of our lives and spend it with her at my side.
Epilogue
Dotty
Many months later…
I pace back and forth, checking my watch for the millionth time. He’s late. Of all days, why does he have to be late today? My phone vibrates on the kitchen counter with a text from my sister, who is as impatient as I am. I text her back quickly that I have no news yet and to calm down. She’ll be the first to know when I do.