The Love Series Box Set Volume 1 Read online Fiona Davenport

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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59954 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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I swallowed hard as I did something I’d been dreaming of for years. Cradling the back of her skull with one hand, I used the other to draw the rubber band down her hair and tossed it aside. I’d never seen her wear her hair down. Staring at it now, floating around her shoulders and tumbling down her back, I was filled with relief that she always wore it up. If any other man ever saw her like this, they’d fight me to the death for this stunning creature.

My eyes moved on to roam over her facial features, admiring her beauty for a few beats before I lowered my head. Our lips touched and when I licked the seam and she immediately opened for me, the world seemed to shift under my feet. Everything came together in complete harmony. Our first kiss was more than I could even imagine. Sparks flew and fire raced from my mouth straight to my dick. She tasted like peaches, and I couldn’t get enough.

“I’ll be gentle, Blair,” I promised in a raspy voice. “But I’ve waited so long, this first time is going to be fast.” She moaned in response, and I wasn’t sure if she even really comprehended what I was saying.

Not more than a few minutes later, I had us both stripped and Blair laid out on the center of our bed. “Your curves are even more mouthwatering that I realized,” I grunted as I took a moment to admire her form. I straddled her thighs and cupped her full-sized tits. “These are perfect for nursing babies. And, giant enough to feed me too.” I couldn’t wait to taste her sweet nipple juice. Bending down, I sucked on each of her large nipples in turn. Blair’s hands dove into her hair, clenching the strands as she wiggled and moaned from my ministrations.

Next, I latched onto her hips and leaned down to place a kiss on each one. “Wide and open, made for taking me deep and carrying our babies. Fuck, bunny,” I breathed reverently. “Your body was created for baby-making.” I moved back until I was kneeling between her knees and ran my palms up her legs. I stopped when I reached her thick thighs and licked my lips as I stared at her bare, glistening pussy. “I’m going to have you lasered so there will never be anything between us,” I told her as I petted her mound. She squirmed, and I dipped a finger between her folds and ran it over her clit before slowly pushing it inside her virgin hole.

“Fuck!” I cursed as I worked the digit in. She was so fucking snug that I had no doubt the squeeze would be a little painful on my dick, but it would be completely worth it. And, it meant her pussy would milk it and suck up every drop of my seed.

“You want a baby, don’t you, Blair?” I purred as I moved my finger in and out. She moaned and nodded, her legs instinctively spreading farther apart. “I know you do. I’ve watched you every day, and I saw how you looked at those babies, bunny. It’s all you’ve ever wanted, isn’t it? To be a mommy?”

Blair’s eyes widened just a fraction, showing her surprise at either my stalking or my perceptiveness. I wasn’t sure which. But when her inner walls clamped down on my finger, I took it as a sign that she wanted me to continue.

“Don’t worry, bunny. I’m going to give you what you want. What we both want.” I slipped a second finger in and stretched her muscles, getting her ready to take my fat cock. “Once I pop your cherry, I’m going to fuck you until I’ve given you all of my come. Then, when you’ve had time to rest, I’m going to mount you like a fucking animal until you’ve made me a daddy.”

Blair whimpered, and her pelvis bucked up to meet my finger thrusts. I knew she’d be softer and more open if she came first, so I scooted down onto my belly and shoved my face in her sex. My mouth licked and bit at her clit while my hand pumped. My whiskers brushing over her soft skin only seemed to drive her even more crazy. When she was writhing and crying out my name, right on the edge, I drew my fingers out. She started to whine in protest, but it became a keening wail when I replaced my fingers with my stiffened tongue and speared in and out of her channel as I plucked her little pleasure button like the strings of a violin. Her flavor burst on my tongue, and I wondered if I was turning blue from the effort not to come. My balls probably looked like giant blueberries.


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