Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
I love knowing that I can rile her up like this. I love knowing that I’ll be the one to sooth her soon. I give her my best stern look, the one I tried in the bathroom. Watching the way her pupils dilated let me know she enjoys it when I’m bossy. “Finish your food, and I’ll give you a reward later when we’re alone.”
“What if I want to go now?” She’s wearing my jacket over her dress. I made her do it because her nipples were hard little points beneath the material. I couldn’t stand the thought of another man knowing my girl is aroused. That’s only ever for me to know.
“You’ll need your strength for your reward. Now, eat up.”
She glares at me but goes back to her plate, shoving a handful of French fries in her mouth.
I laugh at her antics before a few more townspeople come by to offer their congratulations. It warms me to see the way they all treat Sadie as part of the Courage County family. As a community, we’ve never met a stranger that we weren’t willing to call our own. That’s the best part of small-town living.
When Sadie has finished her food and we’ve accepted another round of congratulations from everyone, we’re finally in my truck and on the way home.
While my wife was getting ready for our wedding today, my brothers and I moved all of her things into my house. I love that big pile of boxes in the living room and what it represents—the start of our new life together.
I hold her hand on the ride. The entire time, she squirms in her seat next to me, a ball of horny energy. When we hit a particularly bumpy section of the dirt road that has the whole truck vibrating, she bites down on her lower lip.
“Soon, sweet girl,” I promise her, wound just as tight as she is.
By some miracle, I manage to focus enough to get us home. The moment we’re inside the house, I push her against the front door. She goes willingly, her pupils dilated. I can see the need in her eyes.
“Did you keep my cunt nice and warm for me?” I demand, not even sure where the words came from. I get alone with Sadie and every filthy fantasy I have about her starts pouring from my mouth. Good thing she loves it as much as I do.
I angle her head and press my lips against hers in a possessive kiss. I need her to know that every moment of every day, I’m thinking of her. Only her.
I should be slow and gentle about this. I should whisper sweet words next to her ear. But the need to be inside her is consuming me.
“What are you doing?” She whimpers when I nip at her neck. Damn, she still smells like rain and the vanilla milkshake she was drinking earlier.
“Taking your pretty cunt,” I explain as I slip a hand beneath her dress. I slide my fingertips along her silky thigh until I brush against her soaked folds. I slide a finger deep into her channel, loving the way she instantly clamps down on it.
She groans and her head falls back against the door.
“Are you ready to carry my baby?” I add a second finger to her channel. I’m about to explode, but I’m not so far gone that I won’t make this good for her. I’ll stretch her tight little body and prepare her to take my big cock before I ram it into her.
Her cheeks pinken. I love that sight of my girl embarrassed when I’m deep inside of her, finger fucking her at a frantic pace. “Answer the question. Do you want me to give you a baby and make your titties grow big with milk?”
She whimpers. “Yes! So much! Please.”
I circle her clit once, twice, three times. I’m ready to come just from hearing her quick agreement. She wants babies. She wants my babies, and dammit, I’m going to give them to her. I’ll give her the big family she’s craving.
“Good girl. You have permission to come.” As soon as I say the last word, I pinch her little nub lightly.
I watch as the release rolls through her, loving the noises she makes and the way she moves her hips. She’s desperate for everything I can give her.
As her pleasure fades, I pull down my slacks and shove into her. Even with my earlier preparation, it’s still a tight squeeze. It always is with her body and mine. But we were made for this. Made to make love to each other.
“You feel your cowboy inside of you? He’s taking you hard, putting his come into you. And you’re going to thank him by giving him a baby.”
Her hands are under my shirt, raking down my back and making my balls draw up tighter.