Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“Sorry, Sweetheart, but that’s not safe.” I hate to break her heart like that, then she sits up in my lap.
“You aren’t the boss of me, Gabriel.”
“Sweetheart, it’s not safe for you to ride a horse when you are pregnant,” I inform her, “but if you want, we can go to the doctor. If she says it’s okay, then I will gladly saddle her up for you.” I know full well the doctor is going to tell her that it is not safe. “But we can go and see her.”
It takes her a couple of minutes to think of a comeback or anything. “Fine,” she counters with the plan, “but you have to tell her that I can’t ride her so she doesn’t hate me.”
“I’ll take the brunt of her wrath,” I agree. “We should get some food in you.”
She turns in my lap, straddling me. “We should,” she says mischievously, “but first we should…” She puts her hand on my chest. “I don’t know, get naked so I can see if I remember what you look like.” She comes in for a kiss. “See if the sex is as good here in the city as it is in the country.” I laugh at her. “Stop laughing. How do I know you give good sex in the city if we never have sex in the city?”
I push up from the couch and she wraps her legs around my waist. “Sweetheart, it’s going to be even better in the city.”
“You think so?” she asks me as I walk up the stairs.
“I haven’t had you in over six weeks,” I remind her, turning into her room, seeing the bed in the middle of the room. “It’s going to be quick the first time, but I promise to make up for it the second and third time.”
She smirks at me. “Promises, promises.” She stops speaking when my mouth claims hers, and I show her exactly how good we are together in the city or in the country.
25
ZARA
I open my eyes and feel the heat behind me, then feel his hand resting on my stomach. Gabriel. I smile and blink at the same time. There is nothing I’ve wanted more in my life than for him to be here when I was taking the tests. But I knew it was never going to happen, until I opened the door and saw him. The cowboy who is in my dreams. We spent most of the night naked, only stopping when he made me order ginger ale and some saltines, along with some soup and pizza.
I turn from my side to my back to my other side, kissing his neck softly. He moans, pulling me closer to him. “Morning, Cowboy.” I can’t even try to hide my smile on my face. For the past six weeks, every day started off with a sadness that he wasn’t here, but now he’s here in my bed and I can’t help but feel all kinds of happiness. Happiness I can’t hide or contain. I feel like a kid on Christmas morning and I spotted all the gifts under the tree.
“Morning, Sweetheart,” he mumbles, his eyes still closed, his head back when I push him on his back. I straddle him and his hands come up in his sleep to grip my hips. I lean down, trailing kisses from his neck down his chest, that if possible is better than it was the last time. My tongue comes out to taste him at the same time. We spent most of the night touching each other, making sure we weren’t both dreaming that we were with each other. “Hmm,” he hums as I make my way down his chest, my hand coming out to grip his cock.
“I missed this,” I admit, squeezing his cock in my hand, “more than I thought possible.” I lick the head of his cock like a lollipop, before taking the tip into my mouth. “So so much,” I say, sucking him in halfway before moving my mouth off him. His hands raise from my hips into my hair, moving it to the side.
“This is a sight to wake up to.” I look up at him. “My girl with my cock in her mouth.” I take a bit more. “All the way to the back of her throat,” he says and I take him all the way to the back of my throat. “That’s my girl,” he encourages me as I take him and move my mouth up and down on his cock. I close my eyes, doing my best to focus on sucking his cock, but the need to have him in me is bigger than the need to have him come down my throat. My mouth lets go of his cock as I move to straddle him. I slide down onto him until my ass is sitting on his thighs. His hands go to my tits. I hiss when he rolls my nipples, it hurts but feels amazing at the same time, I’m pretty sure that I can have an orgasm with him just playing with my nipples. “Ride me, Sweetheart.” He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I ride him and take what I need, which isn’t much. I come hard, and when I’m finished, he curls up, taking my mouth and slamming into me.