Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 125866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 629(@200wpm)___ 503(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 629(@200wpm)___ 503(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Kyle,” she hissed when I withdrew and pushed in again, and I groaned at the way she said my name, at how she arched and dug her nails into my arm where I held her leg up.
“You feel fucking incredible,” I told her, pumping in again, and again, and again. “So tight. So wet. So fucking perfect.”
“You’re so deep like this.”
God, that made me see stars. It was usually me doing the talking, but fuck if hearing those words from her mouth didn’t coax my orgasm right to the cresting point.
“Yeah, baby?” I asked, and I pushed in even more, holding deep before withdrawing and finding a slow, steady pace. “I love how you take it, how you take all of me.”
Madelyn moaned, and I covered her mouth with one hand and a reminder not to wake Sebastian.
I knew by how she breathed against my palm and rubbed her breasts that she was close.
I leaned over so I could slide my hand down between the counter and where she was pressed against it, finding her slick clit and rolling it with my fingertips.
“Shiiiit,” she cursed, shaking violently and holding onto me for dear life as I stroked her, drove into her deeper, and kissed along the back of her neck, nipping at the skin and begging her to come for me.
She did so with the most glorious break, her cries of pleasure muted as she fought not to be too loud. I savored every quiet moan and breathless plea of my name she let loose as I helped her ride out the orgasm. I didn’t stop until she was limp in my arms, until she could barely hold herself up.
“Don’t give up on me yet, baby,” I said, sucking her lobe between my teeth. “I’m close.”
Those two words ignited her, her strength coming back as she swatted my hand away so she could put her leg back on the floor. No sooner than she had, she pushed until I had no choice but to pull out of her, and then she hopped up onto the counter and pulled me into her, wrapping her legs around my waist.
“Like this,” she pleaded, and that was the only request I needed to do exactly as she asked.
I tugged her to the edge again, slipping inside her with my cock ready to release on the first fucking plunge. She was somehow even tighter now that she’d come, her pussy swollen from release, and I soaked in every soft whimper she let loose as I found my pace again, kissing her lips and chin and neck and collarbone with every thrust.
“Fuck, baby,” I whispered as I plummeted inside her, my hands sliding up her ribs to cup her breasts. “I love watching these perfect tits bounce when I fuck you like this.”
She moaned and leaned back on her palms, supporting herself so I could knead her breasts and work between her legs. It was as if they were swollen from release, too. They felt heavier in my palms, and every time I hit the max inside her, those beautiful breasts would ripple in a way that had me cursing and counting my lucky stars for the view.
My orgasm snatched me by the throat, heat tingling at the edges of my vision before it took over my entire body. I called out her name in a quiet grunt when the first wave rushed over me, and then I was kissing her and flexing in deep and fucking her like it was the first and last time. She clung to me, arms around my neck and digging into my shoulders as I rode out the climax, and it felt like the longest, most ecstasy-filled one of my fucking life.
Because this wasn’t just some girl.
This was my future wife.
That thought spawned my orgasm on and on and on, until I was completely spent, and we were sweat-slicked and holding onto each other with our chests heaving.
“Holy shit,” she breathed when we slowed, and I laughed, kissing her nose.
“For the rest of your life.”
“Psh — you think you’ll still fuck me like that when we’re fifty?”
“I’ll fuck you even better then, because I’ll know you even better.”
She laughed as I swung her up into my arms and carried us toward the shower. I had to admit, I loved the thought of my cum inside her, loved how she had to squeeze her thighs together to keep it from dripping out onto the floor as I carried her. I knew the mom inside her was thinking she needed to disinfect that whole kitchen before Sebastian woke up, but it could wait.
We grew quiet in the shower, staring into each other’s eyes like the other one wasn’t real as we took turns washing one another. She lathered shampoo in my hair, and I gently washed between her legs, doing my best not to let the hot water and soap running over her body turn me on for round two. I knew she was exhausted, and I could see it on her face now that she was ready to collapse.