Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
“Can you feel how it hardens and grows stronger with each passing day? That is my love for you, MIla. That is how hard I will fight for you, even when you don’t know there is a war. Tell me you know that.” The moisture in his eyes stops me, reminds me this man doesn’t just covet me, he worships me and lives to protect me. Cradling his face in both my hands, I look him in his eyes and kiss him.
“I not only know that, Jake, but I feel it in here.” I place his hand over my heart. “I never felt real love before you. I never doubt you or your love for us.” I place my hand over his on my stomach. He closes his eyes before opening them and all of that emotion is replaced with mischief.
“Good. Now put my shirt on and come on so I make sure you eat so then I can eat you.” Thank fuck.
Chapter 16
Jacob
April-Month Five
“Shit, bitch. That’s right. Open that filthy throat and let your man fuck it. Ah God you swallow my cock so good.” She woke up extra horny this morning and after I ate her through three orgasms trying to put her to sleep since it was still three in the morning, she preceded to climb on my trunk when I was trying to go back to sleep and rode herself to an orgasm. Of course I came. I mean have you seen her? But that is not the point. She has to get at least eight hours of sleep or she is a cranky mess. So now she is on her knees as a punishment, but by the way her pussy is dripping, she doesn’t see it that way.
On and off she bobs, her body ripe and growing right on target with the charts. I love looking at her naked skin, glistening and glowing. She walks around dusted by a halo of motherhood she doesn’t even know she has. Like now here she is on a pillow I had made just for her for this purpose, naked, pussy a weeping mess, her hair long and shining, falling down her chest, my come dripping down the sides of her mouth, her lips stretched obscenely wide, red and swollen like her belly and she has never looked more innocent and ethereal.
“Mmm.” She hums around my meat when I push it to the very back of her throat and down her esophagus.
“Ah yeah, angel. PLay with your pussy. I want to hear her sloppy sounds while I choke the shit out of you.” My eyes roll to the back of my head when her throat starts massaging my cock. I start jerking, fighting the orgasm I feel forming from my toes. “Listen to that messy gash. Such a beautiful little fuck toy.” Holy shit! She damn near gulps my shit when I say that. I feel the telltale tingle and I try to warn her but the eruption happens and I can do nothing but groan its release and watch her come with me on her knees, mouthful of beast.
I pull out slowly not wanting to suck all the air from her at once. When it is out, she gasps and leans over, taking in air and still coming herself. Bending down, I pick her up from the floor and sit us both on the bed, her on my lap. We sit here in silence for a while, her in my arms snoring lightly and my mind doing what it has done since that day last month, plot.
Ever since that day, everything has changed. For starters Mila is hardly ever at her house and when she is it is only if Mari is with her. I had to work out a deal with Royce to allow Mari to stay at Mila’s when I can't be at my place due to something else, but he has to be down the street from ehr place just in case, the entire night. Yeah I know, but like I said it changed everything. She is no longer safe in her parents house, but she is also not ready to deal with all the shit leaving forever will bring, especially since my own situation is not any better, which brings me to the next point.
She met my mom that night and although I know my mom likes her, I also get it. To her Mila is just slumming it, passing the time until graduation. I wish I could tell her it is different and about the baby but she will never keep a secret like that from my father so I keep it to myself. Hell, I am shocked she hasn’t told him Mila stays here three out of seven days a week. The only reason that works is because she is here on the days he goes on ‘requisition’ trips as he calls them and if he does come home, he is asleep by the time we leave and we are asleep when he comes in, but that can only last for so long.