Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“I want you to eat. I’ll be back in a few hours,” he says before he kisses me deep and long. When he pulls back and I try to catch my breath, he gives me a stern look. “Don’t leave the house. Spend the day ordering stuff for the baby room.”
With those instructions, he pulls away from me and leaves the room. I’m just as dazed as I was when I woke up. Then I wonder which baby room he’s talking about. The one for his sister or one for him? The thought of it being for him makes me feel a little sad. While this baby might get a mother and father, Brooks and I won't be a couple. This is about having a baby and nothing more. I need to keep reminding myself that this man isn’t mine.
9
Brooks
I come through the door after spending every second of the day thinking of my Ella. I didn’t want to be there, and everyone knew it. I don’t care anymore. I told everyone in the boardroom that things were going to be changing very soon. I wouldn’t be putting in the hours I once did, and if they had a problem with that then they needed to come to me. I handed over everyday operations to my vice president and got what I needed out of my office. I know there will be a lot of follow-up emails and conference calls, but I did what I needed to today to ensure that I’m here with my woman.
I call out for her and check the kitchen before I run upstairs. I wonder for a moment about finding her in the bath again and my excited cock throbs at the idea. Fuck, I loved taking her in that tub, but as long as I can get my dick in her, I don’t care where it’s at.
“Eleanor? Beautiful, are you in here?” I call out, but still no answer.
My eyebrows pull together in concern as I look around the room. Her cell phone isn’t beside the bed anymore, and the shirt she was wearing when I left is folded and lying at the end of the bed. I remember putting her sandals by the chair in the corner, but they’re gone, too. She wouldn’t leave. Would she?
Panic begins to thump in my chest as I walk out of the room and down the hall. I check the other guest rooms just in case, but nothing. I walk down the stairs and check my office and the living room. I search every room in the house, and by the time I’m back in the kitchen, my heart is pounding in my ears.
“Ella!” I shout as I walk to the back of the house and then come up short when I hear the sound of music.
I walk over to the sliding glass door, open it up and hear the sounds of pop music coming from the back patio. I step outside and hold my hand up in front of my face to keep the setting sun out of my eyes. It’s then I see why Eleanor didn’t answer me when I called for her. She’s passed out in the lounger by the pool with the music playing on her phone next to her.
She’s wearing a black bikini that I bought for her and put in the closet upstairs. She must have found it and slipped on her sandals to walk out here. I look around and don’t see a towel, so I don’t know if she got in the pool or not.
I’ve been wanting her since the moment I left, and I’m ready to have her again.
She’s lying on her back with an arm draped across her eyes, so I move around the lounger and climb on it. I reach down and unbuckle my belt and take out my swelling cock. I’m hard and she’s been hours without my cum in her. That’s far too long for her pussy to wait.
Reaching out, I untie the little black strings at her wide hips and pull the material down to expose her pussy. I lie over her and slide my cock between her little wet lips, covering her from view. If anyone in security happens to spot us, they’ll just see me rutting on top of her.
I push into her pussy, and she moans in her sleep as I have to grunt my way in. She’s still so fucking tight, even after all I’ve done to break her in. Pussy this good is made for getting pregnant. She’s all mine now and I let out a growl as I push my way deep.
Her thighs spread as her arm moves away from her eyes. I reach up and put my hand over her mouth. “Don’t make a sound,” I say as I hump her on the lounger. “Don’t want anyone else hearing what belongs to me.”