Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53433 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53433 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
“I’m ready,” I said, eager to be taken the rest of the way. Complete release. Nothingness.
“You know I want to come inside you, yes?” he said with that deep rough voice.
“Yes.” I knew.
“Tell me you want it. Tell me how much you want me to fill you with cum.”
“My ass is in the air, and your cock is inside me. That’s my answer.”
He pulled out and flipped me around. The look in his eyes was dark and lustful. “No. I want you to say it, Jeni. Say you want it.”
I’d say anything right now just to have him finish me off with that magnificent dick, but the truth was I did want him to do it. I wanted to give him his dream. Even if I didn’t get pregnant, I owed him the hope of a future.
“I want you to come inside me.”
He smiled. “Thank you.” He laid himself between my thighs and pushed my arms up over my head. “Look me in the eyes.” He wanted me to submit to him and to watch while he fucked his cum into me.
I gazed at the deep browns and golden rings around his irises as he began moving again. This time slower. He pushed deep, lingering, fitting the head of his cock snugly against the entrance to my womb. With small, slow movements, he worked the shaft of his penis against my clit.
“Keep your eyes open,” he commanded. “I want you to remember this moment was more than sex. I want you to feel connected by more than just our bodies.”
His words softened a place in my heart for him. I kissed his lips and then laid my head back on the pillow, our eyes locked.
He moved faster, keeping the crown of his cock deep inside me.
I felt the muscles of my canal tighten and quiver around his member, a delicious ache about to erupt.
“Keep them open.” He thrust and then…let out a low growl.
He poured himself into me, and my ache exploded into hot waves of pleasure.
Unable to keep my eyes from clenching shut, I moaned out his name while he kept on coming.
My nipples pearled into tight pebbles, and my toes curled. I gripped his biceps with my fingernails, clinging to him as the orgasm took my mind to another place. A place where I was free. There was only the heat of our bodies and desire for each other.
After a long moment, he let out a final, deep guttural sound and then dropped his forehead onto my chest. Panting, he said, “That was a thousand times better than I imagined.”
I smiled, trying to picture him “imagining” us fucking. It was sexy and dirty and sweet, all mixed together.
He pulled out and rolled me onto my side. He curled up behind me.
“I never took you as a cuddler,” I said.
“I’m not.” He thrust his still hard dick inside my slick entrance. “I just want to fall asleep inside you.”
I found that oddly…erotic. He wanted to sleep with us joined.
I closed my eyes, enjoying his warm body pressed against my back and the fullness of his cock inside my tender sex.
I didn’t know how long it took, but I drifted off, reliving that dream he’d planted in my head that night at Sage’s when we were hit with the dream potion. He’d spent each night making slow love to me, worshipping my body from head to toe. During the day, I would read or walk on the beach. When I’d woken up from the dream, everything had felt so damned real that I’d actually missed him. I’d missed our time together.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, I was woken by Ansin. He was inside me again, thrusting from behind, panting hard.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I needed you again. I’ll be fast this time.”
I relaxed and savored the sensation of him taking pleasure from my body. Unlike before, when I was caught up in thoughts of my own release, I was aware of his every movement. I listened to the sound of his breathing. I noticed how his chest fit against my back and how the coarse hairs on his legs tickled the backs of my calves.
The pace of Ansin’s hips grew faster, and then he froze. His cock twitched as he came, bathing my womb in his semen.
After a long while, his breath slowed, but he stayed inside me and fell asleep again. I waited a few minutes and snuck off to the bathroom to clean up. When I flipped on the lights and looked in the mirror, I had to laugh.
My long brown hair was a rat’s nest. My lips were swollen and red from kissing. My face glowed with the aftermath of sex. I hopped in the shower and began washing off the night, starting with my hair.