Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
“I want you again.” I didn’t even bother pulling out of her. Just lowered my head to her other tit and bit down. Her pussy clenched around my dick and her fingers tugged at my hair.
She cradled me with her hips and pulled on my head until I gave her my tongue and it felt like coming home.
“Turn around, I want to do you from behind.” I pulled out and helped her onto her hands and knees, running my hands over her ass and back because I couldn’t get enough of the feel of her soft skin. I pushed my hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy.
“Spread!” She spread her legs wider leaving her pussy open for my cock. I rubbed her clit and dipped my fingers into her greedy cunt until she fucked herself and came in my hand.
I didn’t let her come down before taking my cock in hand and leading the fat head to her cunt. I dug right in, bottoming out at her cervix.
She yelped when I knocked into that shit and almost jumped off my cock. I held her ass in my hands, holding her in place for my deep penetrating strokes.
“Take it, I know you can.” It wouldn’t be the first time I womb fucked her. Come to think of it, that might be how she got pregnant the first time. “Come on, let me in.”
She arched her back the way she knows she’s supposed to, giving me better access to her pink cunt. I teased my cockhead against the rubbery surface over and over until her cunt juiced.
I pulled her ass cheeks outwards until her little rosebud winked at me, opening and closing like a mouth. I let my fingers trail over her tight asshole as I fucked into her harder.
She gripped the sheets and fucked back at me until our hips slapped together in rapid succession. I became obsessed as the thoughts in my mind spurred me on.
Leaning over her back I wrapped my hand around her throat. “I want another son.” It was the fact that I’d missed my son’s birth that I was obsessing over. The fact that I’d missed his whole life.
I wanted it all back. Wanted the pleasure of seeing my woman swell with my child. I wanted the morning sickness and staying up all night walking the floors with my child. All the things I knew she’d endured without me by her side.
“Nothing to say?” She shook her head as I licked the side of her face and fucked into her depths. “Whatever you want Kane.”
Her words were choppy and she was out of breath as she pushed back against me and came. I guess she likes the idea.
I moved my lips to her ear as I knocked around inside her looking for her cervix and the entrance to her womb. “What I want more than anything else is to breed you.” My priorities had shifted.
I found what I was looking for and slammed forward hard. Her head fell back against my shoulder, her mouth open wide in a silent scream.
My hand tightened around her throat and her cunt tightened in pleasure pain. I smacked her pussy, hitting her clit, adding to the sweet bite of pain.
“Cum on my dick, cum for me.” I fucked her harder each time until I smashed through the tiny opening of her cervix and into her womb while I marked her neck.
She growled in her throat and her body shook as I pumped my seed directly into her womb, setting off her own orgasm, which seemed to go on forever.
I dripped the last drop of cum deep inside her before I was satisfied. Running my hands over her tits and down between her thighs as we both came down.
There were tears rolling down her face when I finally pulled out of her womb and eased my cock from the tight ring of her cervix. “Shh.” I brushed my lips along her soft cheek as I tried to offer her comfort. Whispering words of love and admiration in her ear. She likes shit like that, likes to hear how much she pleased me.
I dropped down on the bed beside her and pulled her into my arms. Now that I’d had her my mind wouldn’t let me rest. The shit refused to turn off.
The thought that she might’ve shared what we once had with someone else was suddenly too fucking much.
So as much as I didn’t want to fucking know, I needed to, for my own peace of mind. “You don’t have to lie to me, in fact I don’t want you to. Did you sleep with him?”
I held my breath and awaited her answer, not sure what I would do if she admitted to sleeping with that fuck.
There’s a sure bet I’m not going to like it, but what the fuck can I do? Just one more reason to fuck over whoever the fuck had set me up.