Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
“Answer the question, Bianca,” I demanded in a firmer tone. The fire was seconds away from my fuse.
“Yes,” she breathed, her unshuttered gaze locked with mine. I loved that she was so open that I could read her thoughts and emotions through her expressive eyes and face. And thank fuck, at that moment, I saw raging desire and restless passion.
I withdrew a few inches and pushed back in, watching her, gauging her reaction. Her cheeks flushed but from pleasure this time.
“Will you do that again?” she queried breathlessly.
“Abso-fucking-lutely,” I grunted. With the last vestiges of my control, I started at a slow pace with shallow thrusts. But my perfect fucking woman didn’t put up with that for long. She writhed beneath me, her hands fisting in her hair.
“More,” she whimpered, bucking her pelvis.
“Are you sure you’re ready for that, kitten?”
“Please.” She pressed her head back, pushing her tits in the air, and I took full advantage by sucking a hard nipple into my mouth. I continued my lazy pace while giving the other side the same treatment. Her hands went to my biceps again, and she let out a cute, frustrated growl. “Are you teasing me, Aiden?”
I dropped my head into the valley between her breasts, muffling my chuckle. “Maybe. I’m drawing out your pleasure, kitten. You’ll come harder if you’re patient—son of a bitch!”
Quick as a flash, Bianca’s hands were grabbing my ass, digging her fingers hard enough to leave bruises—which was a massive fucking turn-on—and locking her legs around my waist.
“More,” she whispered in my ear before nibbling the lobe while one of her hands came to my face. She raked her nails through my beard, sending a shiver down my spine.
Careful what you wish for, little kitty.
Reaching behind me, I captured her wrists and guided her arms up above her head. Then I glided my hands up and wrapped her fingers around the headboard. “Don’t move them,” I growled, sliding my palms down over her shoulders and chest until I was cupping her big, soft tits. “I fucking love these, baby. So damn perfect.” I plucked and twisted each peak, causing her to clench her sex as pleasure streaked from the tips to her core.
Any remaining sanity flew out of my head, squeezed out by the tight grip her pussy had on my cock. I snatched a pillow and shoved it beneath her ass, then grabbed her hips to hold them steady while I withdrew completely before driving back in. The tip of my cock hit her cervix and immediately released a spurt of come. He wanted to fill her womb and plant a baby there.
With a wildness I hadn’t known I possessed, I pounded in and out of Bianca. I felt my humanity slipping away, leaving an animal ruled by its carnal instincts. The bed slammed into the wall as I pumped my hips and squeezed my ass while digging my toes into the bed for more leverage.
“Fuck, yeah. You feel so fucking good around my cock.”
Bianca clenched every time I said something dirty to her, and a wicked smile stole across my face. “So innocent,” I whispered in her ear, “but you like my filthy mouth, don’t you, Bianca? You like it when I tell you that your pussy is like a vise around my dick, squeezing and milking my orgasm from me.”
“Aiden,” she moaned, her knuckles turning white from her grip on the headboard. “Yesss.”
“I bet your mouth will be just as hot and tight around my cock when you suck me off.” Her inner walls tightened as she unclasped her legs and pressed her heels into the mattress as she bucked up to meet my thrusts. “Oh fuck! That’s it, baby, fuck me back. Fuck!”
Our slick skin slapped together, and beads of sweat formed at my temples. My spine began to tingle, but I held my orgasm back. Bianca needed to come first, then her cervix would be nice and soft. A thought crashed into my head at that moment, and I was stunned it hadn't already occurred to me.
I slipped a hand between us and rubbed the tip of my finger over her clit twice. When I stopped, she cried out and begged me to touch her again.
“Are you on birth control, kitten?” I tried not to growl, but the idea of anything standing in the way of impregnating my woman pissed me the fuck off.
“What?” She was having trouble concentrating, so I raised one of her hips just high enough to allow me room to slap her ass.
“Focus, Bianca,” I snapped. “Are you on anything that will stop me from knocking you up?”
Suddenly, some of her passion faded, and she looked at me with a little more clarity…and panic. “Crap! No. I’ve never needed...Holy cow! We aren’t using a condom!” She pushed against my chest, but I didn’t budge. Instead, I resumed playing with her tiny bundle of nerves. “You should…ohhhh, yes! Yes!”