Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 56149 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56149 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
“Ours,” he says, talking about the island. He closes his eyes, enjoying my fingers running through his hair.
“Oh, yes, I forgot that I’m married,” I say dryly. I had only found out I was married yesterday, along with finding out my new identity. His eyes pop open and narrow on me.
“You don’t want to be married to me?” His eyebrows furrow, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling at the half-scowl, half-pout on his face. I can already see our children pulling that look, too.
“Guess you’ll never know. What’s done is done.” I push a little more, intentionally trying to get him worked up. I like to get him going. It always turns out so delicious when I do.
Before I know it he’s flipping me, and I land right on his lap, so I’m straddling him, almost nose to nose.
“Say you want to be married to me.” He grip my hips, his fingers digging in. I give him a half-smirk.
“I want to be married to you.”
“Damn right, you do,” he growls, before taking my mouth in a deep hungry kiss. He flips me over onto my back as he rubs his hard cock against the thin material of my swimsuit.
“You like your ring, little fox?” he asks after he pulls back.
“Ring?” Then I feel it on my finger. A smile spreads across my face as I realize he just slipped a wedding ring on my finger out of nowhere. This guy is some kind of crazy magician, but he’s utterly adorable about it.
“I love it,” I whisper against his lips, still smiling from ear to ear.
“You didn’t even look.”
“Don’t have to. You put it there. It’s perfect.”
Flipping me again so I’m on top of him, he grabs a hold of my hips, and my hands land on his chest to keep me upright. My eyes land on the ring. The sparkle is nearly blinding in the sunlight. Just like I thought: perfect.
It’s a round diamond on a gold band, but the rock is enormous—big enough to scare birds away. My man is always making a statement.
“You can’t flip me around like this when I finally get knocked up.” I’m not sure how he does it now. I’m not a tiny girl, but he’s pretty big himself. He carries me around like I weigh absolutely nothing, and it makes me feel so small and delicate. He also bought me only bikinis to wear, so even if I am shy about my curves, he gave me no choice but to show them off.
“I just want you on your throne” He emphasizes what he means by dragging me across his cock and staring up at me.
I never thought I’d be this girl. In a two-piece on top of her man, laid out on a beach, and not one insecurity eating at me. My man loves every part of me.
“I’ll proudly sit upon this throne.”
“That a good thing, little fox, because your sweet married ass is going to be on it a lot until I plant my baby in you.”
“What are you waiting for?” I ask, before leaning down and taking his lips with mine.
Chapter 25
Sean
I walk into our master bathroom, looking for Tessa. We were lying out on the beach earlier, and I’d had enough of looking at her in that tiny bikini. I needed to get it off her and bury my face between her legs.
As I walk in, I see she’s bent over, looking for some more sunscreen under the sink.
“I found it, Sean,” she says, still bent over, not turning around to look at me.
“I found it, too.” I don’t take my eyes off her ass as I approach her, stalking over to her silently and kneeling behind her
When my hands go to her hips, she jumps a little and then laughs.
“What are you doing back there?”
“Whatever I want, little fox.” I pull the strings on either side of her waist, letting the bikini bottom drop to the floor. “Spread your legs.”
I can hear the rough sound of my own voice. It’s thick with need, just like my cock. But my mouth is watering, and I need her on my tongue when I take her.
She does as I ask, stepping wider and letting me see all of her. Licking my lips, I look at her tight pink pussy already glistening for me. I reach up and spread her ass cheeks and look at her back hole, wanting all of her exposed to me.
I lean in and nibble on her fat ass cheeks, biting slightly as I move closer to where I want to be.
“Sean,” she moans, leaning over further and giving me everything I want. She’s all mine, and she knows it.
Dragging my tongue to her center, I lick her damp pussy lips, tasting her sugary sweetness. She’s warm and wet, with just a hint of salt from our swim in the ocean.
Moving up, I dip my tongue inside her pussy, feeling little clenches around the tip of my tongue. She wants me inside her, but I need more from her first.
I grip her ass cheeks tighter and bring my tongue to her little asshole, making her shiver. She tenses up a little, and I pull back, kissing her cheeks again. “You won’t deny me, will you, little fox?”
“No.” Her whisper is so quiet, I almost don’t hear it, but she gives in to me like I knew she would. The trust between us is strong, and she knows I would never do anything to hurt her. Even after everything we’ve been through, she would allow me to have her body any way I wanted. Because I always make sure whatever I’m doing will only give her pleasure.
I move back to her asshole and give it a few licks, tasting her sweetness there and helping her to relax. I press my finger against her tightest opening, applying a little pressure and letting her know what I want.
I kiss my way back down to her clit, licking her there and then finally sucking her into my mouth. Her loud moan echoes off the bathroom marble, and her tight ring relaxes, letting my finger penetrate her.