Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Now, if there happened to be another drop gathered at the tip, I could lick that drop off….
I went down to my knees, my hands going to the side of his calves, as I leaned forward and allowed my tongue to come out.
He continued to stroke, and the next drop that fell happened to be directly onto my tongue.
I brought my tongue into my mouth and rubbed it against the roof of my mouth, his salty flavor bursting to life on my tastebuds.
“Fuck,” he growled. “I’m way too fuckin’ old to be feelin’ like I might come like a damn teenager again. What the hell hold do you have over me?”
I grinned up at him, then brought my tongue out for him to continue to stroke the tip against.
He did this for a few long seconds more before he said, “On the bed.”
I crawled over to the bed on my hands and knees.
The moment that I was on my knees with my ass up in the air, ready to flip over, he stilled me and kept me exactly where I was, pressing himself against me.
“Just the tip?” he asked as he brought the tip of his cock to my entrance and teased me with it.
I gasped, feeling the spread of my pussy.
The head of his cock was by far the widest part, bulbous and ruddy, parting my tiny pussy with laughable ease.
“Just maybe a little more than the tip,” I begged.
God, I needed him.
This need inside of me was all consuming.
And it was all for him.
“More,” I begged. “Just more.”
He pushed just a little bit more inside, pulling back far enough that he could go just that exact depth more all over again.
“Cutter,” I begged. “Please, Cutter.”
“Please what?” he asked, his voice sounding as ravaged as I felt. “Baby, we can’t. We aren’t protected.”
This game we played.
Every single time, it went like this.
Did it make me stupid to play this game with him, knowing what it could lead to?
Why did I fuckin’ love it so much?
What was done was done by now. If I was going to get pregnant, I was already pregnant.
I wasn’t missing my period yet, but if it didn’t show up tomorrow or the next day…
I snorted. “That hasn’t stopped us before.”
“Yeah, but before you weren’t fertile. Before, we weren’t playing a game with fate,” he said. “We were unprotected, but I know for a fact that you weren’t close enough to your window to…”
God, just the tabooness of it all…
“Please, Cutter,” I begged. “Please. Just a little bit more.”
He gave me more, this time going about halfway.
He gave me little pumps of his hips, forward and backward, just enough to make me want even more.
“Cutter,” I breathed. “Just…just give me all of it just once. Just once.”
He sank inside and froze, so deep I could barely breathe.
“You know, there’s another hole that I could be inside that wouldn’t have the risk of a baby,” he drawled. “I could come inside of you and not feel a single ounce of guilt that I’m tying you to me forever.”
I shook my head. “You and me are already going to be tied together forever. A baby isn’t going to be the first tie, and it won’t be the last.”
His cock jerked inside of me, and I mewled.
“Cutter,” I pushed back onto him, fucking him what little I could due to the way he was holding my hips. “I’m just gonna…”
I pulsed my muscles around him, my eyes closing as the need started to ratchet up, higher and higher.
At last, his control snapped, and he started fucking me for real, no more games.
Or, more accurately, too far gone to really care about how it was too soon, and we were freakin’ nuts.
He fucked me with a blind abandon that showed his lack of control.
I reveled in it, my eyes closing and my face going to the plastic beneath me as I braced my arms in front of me and took the pounding he wanted to give me.
He fucked me hard, fast, and raw.
My orgasm snuck up on the both of us.
With no preparation, it blindsided me and pulled me under so hard and fast that I didn’t control the scream that left my throat when it came.
He growled, his hands on my hips tightening, and rode the wave along with me until at last he allowed himself to fall.
He grunted as his release hit him. Hot jets of seed spewed from his cock and bathed my insides, filling me so full that it spilled out, bathing my inner thighs.
Our breathing was the only thing filling the quiet room as he finally let my hips free of his death grip.
“I really will get you pregnant one of these days,” he growled. “Game or not, if you’re not by now, you will be soon.”