Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15718 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15718 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 79(@200wpm)___ 63(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
She sees my cock tenting my boxer, her little pink tongue dipping out to wet her lips. I pull them off because I can’t help watching her expression. It’s pure perfection that should be on the end of my camera, but I’d never share her with anyone. All of her past disappears once I get inside her and I’ll make sure she knows that all others better be gone from her mind.
Slowly, I pull my eyes from her face and trace them over her curves. The patch of cloth covering her pussy is soaked and I have to have a taste. I stalk toward the bed, being careful of her ankle, I drag her ass to the middle of the bed, and then climb between her creamy thighs, parting them to make room for me. My fingers skim over the drenched cotton and her body reacts just as I hoped. She doesn’t shy away from my touch. Instead she shakes and moves to slide them off her body, but I don’t have patience. I give those panties one good tug, tearing them like a kid tearing open a birthday present.
Suddenly a birthday comes into my mind, the one that’s going to come nine months from now. There’s no doubt that I’m going to do my best to put my baby inside her. I have to make sure she can’t change her mind about me just because my mother’s difficult. No, I need to show her how much she owns me.
My fingers dig into her hips, lifting her ass off the bed and her slit to my lips. I lap at her entrance letting my tongue slip between her folds and watching her body come alive with every swipe of my greedy appendage. I need my dick inside of her as he weeps his need onto the sheets below.
“Emmitt.” My name rolling off her panting tongue drives me to the brink of coming. I hold back because I need to fill her with my cum, but damn, all I want to do is come with every sound that comes from her parted lips.
My tongue lashes her pussy until she’s moaning. I pause to stare at her. I need to hear something before I make her come. “Madison, tell me you’re not going to leave me.”
“I’m not leaving, Emmitt.” I thrust my finger into her tight hole as I suck on her clit. She comes for me, shouting my name and I can’t hold back a moment longer. Sliding up her body, I snatch her breath with a kiss, letting her feel my passion. The tip of my cock pushes just inside her. It’s so damn tight that I’m doing my best not to come. Slowly, I roll my hips and pump a little deeper.
She doesn’t say the words, but I don’t need her to say a thing. My next thrust tears through her innocence. She cries out against my mouth. I still, my fists pressing into the mattress as I hold my weight off her. Sweat beads over my skin as I hold my orgasm in. My woman deserves more than me nutting on our first time before I’ve made her come after taking her gift.
“You’re mine, Madison. You know that right? There’s no going back.”
She nods, but I need the words. I can’t even breathe without hearing it. “Say it,” I growl out.
“I’m yours. And you’re mine.”
“Only yours.” I slam my mouth to hers as I slide in and out of her heat, my pre-cum coating the way, making it easier for her to take my big cock.
“Fuck, Madison. I want to tear your sweet pussy up. If it wasn’t for your ankle, I’d show you just how much I need you over and over.” She clenches up and it’s too much for me. “I’m coming,” I roar.
She shouts as well; her walls flutter and milk my load out of me. I remain deep inside of her with the head bumping her cervix as I shoot jets of cum against it, hoping that our baby is gonna be growing soon. As we come down, I take care to pull out gently and then wrap her up in my arms for a good sleep.
Chapter 6
Emmitt
I woke up two hours ago, and I haven’t stopped smiling. After seeing Madison sleeping, I think about what it would be like to wake up to her every day. I can’t wait. Although, I’ll take Addison’s advice and don’t wake her up early. Madison isn’t a morning person.
Instead, I watch her as she sleeps. The morning light shines through the curtains and kisses over her face. I climb out of the bed and dress enough to sneak out to get my camera from my trunk. Slipping back inside, I see she has the tiniest hint of a smile on her face as she dreams. I snap a few photos with my camera. They’ll be added to my collection. The personal collection of Mads Moments. I set it down and climb back into bed with her.