Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
I reach up and grip her tits with both hands. My thumb and forefingers close around her nipples, and her back arches even harder off the bed. Christ, she looks so good it’s almost impossible. If I saw a photo of this right now, I’d think it was A.I. generated she looks that good.
“Mal!” she gasps, reaching down and grasping a hand into my hair. “M-Mal!”
She’s right there. All I have to do is what I’m doing for a few more seconds—and that’s exactly what I do. And then it happens.
Erika’s entire beautiful body tightens up. Every one of her muscles goes tense, and her thighs squeeze around my head like a pair of fleshy pliers. I smile as a moan traps itself in her throat, fighting to be let out as her orgasm holds her, paralyzing her for a moment like a statue as I hold my tongue flat against her clit with just the right amount of pressure to keep her coming but not to overstimulate her into a wriggling fit.
“Fuck!” she cries out as her muscles finally unlock and she collapses back against the mattress with a satisfied moan-sigh combination that is more than music to my ears. Ever so slowly, I remove my tongue and strip naked as I look down at her, panting beneath me, her face coated with a thin layer of sweat—just enough to cause her to glisten. “Oh my God, Mal, that was unbelievable. You’re unbelievable.”
I should have a charming retort for her here—or I should at least be able to give her a charming grin as I lower myself down on top of her and prepare myself to slip inside. After all, that’s the way our relationship has always gone up until now.
But I can’t. Things have changed.
This time, as I slide inside Erika, and stare into her gorgeous eyes, I’m hit straight in the chest with a feeling I’ve never felt before. It is, however, a feeling I knew I was going to feel if I called her back—if I let our relationship continue. A feeling I was terrified of because of my parents’ divorce. Because of Nikki’s failing marriage. Because of my belief that in the end, things just won’t work out the way you think they will.
Love.
I wrap my arms around her as I begin to move my hips and cradle her like I’ve never cradled her, or any other woman, before. There must be something going on in my eyes or written on my face because Erika looks hard at me and gently strokes my cheek with the back of her hand.
“Mal, what is it?” she asks.
It isn’t just pure pleasure I feel as I move back and forth inside her. It’s more—much more. There’s a bond forging between us now.
“When you drove over here—” I smile. “When you thought Nikki and I were together, and I saw that look on your face—” Erika attempts to look away, but I stop her and force her to look directly into my eyes. “When I saw the look on your face and realized I was this close to breaking your heart, it made me understand something about myself, Erika.”
“W-what was that?” she asks.
“You wanna know why I didn’t call you?” Slowly she nods. I can see the hesitation on her face. “I was afraid that if I allowed myself to get close to you again, to be with you again, that I would fall in love with you.”
Her lips curl into a tiny smile. “You asshole.”
“But when you drove over here tonight, I realized something.”
“What’s that?”
“That I’m already in love with you.”
Words I never thought I would say are coming out of my mouth. I may have taken Erika’s virginity, but suddenly, I feel like an entirely new man myself.
Her eyes begin to blur, and then the tears come. She throws her arms around my neck, and I don’t know who leans in to kiss who, but we end up nearly devouring each other in the most passionate kiss ever as we continue to make love in my bed, a place I never want her to leave again ever.
“I love you too,” she whispers as I continue to rut inside her, stretching her with my swollen manhood, growing closer and closer to climax.
“I’m so sorry, sweet thing–”
“Shush,” she says, shaking her head. “It’s okay. Just fuck me.”
And I do. I pound her hard until we both come at the exact same time. I unload inside her, wishing she weren’t on the pill so I could breed her fully and make her mine fully and completely forever. Then we lie there for what seems like hours, just tracing the lines of each other’s bodies, not even saying anything, until finally I end the silence.
“I’m breaking your lease.”
Erika looks at me with concern for a millisecond before she realizes there must be more to what I’m saying. She smiles and pulls herself closer. “Oh, yeah?”