Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 123(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
I tickled her for a moment with my tongue, lightly trailing up her pussy lips. She squirmed a bit underneath me and breathed my name.
“Liam!” she cried. My heart flipped over. She’d said my name during sex when we first became lovers two years ago, but since then, she’d remained resolutely mute during our lovemaking, only breathy cries and gasps alerting me to her needs. My name on her lips cemented my resolve to protect this girl and our baby boy forever, and I was literally trembling as I dipped my head to taste her again.
Her hips began bucking underneath my mouth, and I suckled her clit as my finger penetrated her depths. I began a gentle rhythm in her vulva, one finger in and out, but it didn’t seem to be enough.
“More!” she cried breathily.
I slipped another finger into her, which assuaged her somewhat, but her bucking hips seemed to need more, and obligingly, I penetrated her with three fingers, her flesh splitting wide to accommodate my girth. My hand glistened with her juices as I continued to suckle, her sweet body writhing underneath me. With a slight shudder, Alison came hotly, a gush of wetness hitting my tongue as her body tingled and thrashed beneath me. Her cunt pulsed sweetly around my fingers, clenching down hard and then releasing and clenching again, the tremors hot and fast as they ran through her body. She gasped, her breasts hard peaks pointing towards the ceiling as she was wracked with sensation, her body beautiful and bare to my eyes.
As she came down from the orgasm, she turned to me and ran a gentle hand down my chest.
“What about you?” she asked softly.
“Baby, I’m not sure you’re ready for me,” I ground out roughly. “You were sick recently and I’m so big …” I trailed.
Her little palm went down to my hardness and encircled it. I almost came right then and there because it was sheer heaven after the torture we’d been through. She squeezed lightly, savoring the delight of hard flesh wrapped in softness, and tantalizingly ran her finger over my tip where a drop of pre-cum glistened.
Flirtatiously, she brought her finger to her lips and tasted the pre-cum, letting her tongue lick lasciviously.
“I think I can handle it,” she purred softly, kissing me on the lips.
That was all I needed to hear. I rolled her over onto her back, split her legs, and plunged into her depths with my cock. She gasped, her voice breathy and hot in my mouth.
“Liam!” she cried. The sound of my name on her lips drove me over the edge and I began pumping into her furiously, my hips like a piston as I ran in and out of her soft flesh. Her wetness encased me like a velvet glove, stimulating my glans and the hard shaft that ran repeatedly into her flesh. I pumped like a madman, trying to control myself, but totally lost in the arms of my beautiful wildflower. My arms strained as my groin tightened, and I felt my balls lift and begin to release.
“AAH!” I roared as I pumped into her, my man milk seeding her over and over again. Rope after rope of cum emptied into her hot channel, her pussy trembling as it contracted around me, sucking up the semen hungrily. Her cunt tightened and relaxed around my shaft, milking me dry, and my balls strained and trembled as they contracted, pumping hot sperm into the only woman who was right for me.
I collapsed on her, crushing the tiny woman beneath my massive frame.
“Baby, ” I began. “I’ve never felt so complete. You are everything to me,” I murmured into her neck. “I love you so much, I can’t ever let you go.”
I felt, rather than heard, her sob. What the …? What man tells a woman he loves her only to have her start crying beneath him? I lifted myself up and looked deeply into her blue eyes. They were indeed swimming with tears and she caressed my face as a drop trailed down her cheek.
“Liam,” she said. “You can’t understand how grateful I am for your kindness to me this past week,” she said. “Taking care of Georgie. Taking care of me. It’s what every woman dreams of. But …” her voice trailed off.
“But what?” I demanded. “What is it?”
“But,” she said softly. “We’re still siblings. People will talk, and there will always be rumors if we’re together. And so, I’m not sure what’s next for us, but we can’t go public, do you understand? I want Georgie to have a sane and normal life, and that isn’t possible if we’re together.”
I shushed her with a deep kiss, letting my lips do the talking.
“Alison,” I said. “I’m not sure how to fix this, but I refuse to let the two of you just waltz out of my life again. I’ll find a way. Do you hear me? I will find a way to fix this. Just trust me on this.”