Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Moving my mouth lower, I suck on her nipples, and she nearly comes off the bed. They’re so sensitive, and I think about how they’ll taste once her milk comes in. The thought makes my hard-as-steel cock leak a little inside her. I can’t believe I’m getting everything I’ve ever wanted with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. We may have not known each other long, but I already know she’s the kindest person I’ve met, and I will do everything in me to take care of her. To keep that soft, sweet woman alive and vibrant as we grow together.
I reach between us and rub her clit with my thumb, feeling her tighten around me.
“I can’t…” Mary-Jane starts to protest another orgasm, but I don’t let her get away from it.
“You can, darlin’. And you will.” I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth, and she cries out in pleasure. I let it pop out of my mouth and lick between her breasts. “Give me what I want, Mary-Jane. I won’t stop until I get it.”
I lean up and look down at her, watching the soft morning light spread over her, and she climaxes under me. The sight is enough to send me over the edge, and I thrust hard one last time, emptying inside her. The orgasm comes from every inch of my body, the release unlike any pleasure I’ve ever felt. It’s throbbing and intense, and I can feel the cum running out between us because there’s too much for her to hold.
Once I catch my breath, I look down at her, smiling, and she gives me a soft smile back. I want to collapse on top of her, but I can’t, so I pull out and lie down beside her, cupping her belly and nuzzling her neck. I wanted to take it slow and ease her into things. I know I come on too strong, and that could spook her. When I want something I just take it, but this has changed things. There is no taking it slow. I have to stake my claim.
11
Mary-Jane
I lie there, unsure what to say. So many thing race through my mind. That was incredible and more than I ever though my first time could have been. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of Ty absent-mindedly rubbing my stomach. I feel whole for the first time in my life. Something has come together for me, and I didn’t even know I needed it so badly. I can’t lose this.
I can’t believe how he responded. How he’s acting about finding out about the baby. He doesn’t seem mad. If anything, he seems even more possessive of me. But what will he think when he finds out it’s his child inside me? How will he react to the fact he didn't get to choose to have this baby?
I open my mouth to say something, but I can’t think of how to tell him. Then he’s off the bed and pulling on his boxers. I sit up and watch him, grabbing the sheet to cover myself as I’m still feeling a little self-conscious. I’ve never been naked in front of a man before. It’s something that will take some time to get used to.
Ty picks up my things, throwing them into my luggage I have sitting in the corner of the room. I’d unpacked all my stuff, and seeing him packing it is making my blood run cold. Had I misread him? Or maybe reality has caught up to him now that the lust haze has faded.
He goes over to the closet, and in one big grab he pulls my clothes down. Then he grabs the luggage and leaves the room, weighed down with clothes and cases.
“Ty!” I yell and chase him, but he doesn’t head towards the front of the house. Instead he enters his bedroom. I follow him, holding the sheet to me as I watch him start putting my things away in his room.
“I wanted to go sweet and slow and make you fall for me, make you want to stay, but now slow isn't going to work,” he says. I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or himself. He opens his closet, moves some of his clothes out of the way, and hangs mine next to his. Seeing my clothes next to his makes something settle inside me. A sense of belonging, which I’ve never felt before.
“No fucker is going to show up here thinking you or my baby belongs to him,” he growls, stomping over to the luggage he dragged in. He opens my black bag and pulls out more of my stuff. He stops and looks at one of the baby books and moves to put that one on the night stand.
“You know what? I kind of hope he tries to show up here. This is fucking Texas, after all. Can’t just walk onto another man’s land and try and take what’s his without ending up with a few holes in you.”