Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Finally, she stops, collapsing on the bed, lying on her front with a dazed sort of smile on her face.
She looks up at me, her eyebrow raised.
“Better than texting?” I whisper with a smirk.
“Just a little,” she says, laughing softly. “Do you think anybody heard?”
I hope so, I almost tell her because that would mean no more sneaking around.
“I don’t know,” I reply. “What I do know is I need to fuck your tits. Now.”
I need her pussy, tempting me so badly that I have to remind myself I’m not a savage. With her lying on her front like that, her thighs drenched, a gorgeous wet patch on the bed, she looks so ready to take me.
She looks so ready to push back against me as I slip between her legs, find her entrance, and push deep.
When she makes another moaning sound, I almost lose it.
“Yeah?” she asks, her voice shaking.
“So badly,” I growl.
She shifts around, sitting up, staring at me with her eyes wide open.
She takes her shirt off slowly and then unclasps her bra, letting her breasts spill free. I snarl like the wild beast I am, the animal she makes me, and quickly pull my shorts down.
She lets out a frantic puff of air.
“Jesus,” she whispers, staring at my cock, so solid it’s pointing almost straight up, my length brimming with seed, my helm shiny with precome. “Is that… normal sized?”
“No idea,” I say gruffly. “Push those sweet tits together, Brooke.”
“Hmm.”
That noise drives me feral, almost making me leap atop her, push her back, and slip into her pussy until I feel her tightness kissing me, squeezing, telling me she’s ready for a future.
Her hands press her breasts together, and then I lean down, grabbing them and guiding my dick between them.
I groan when I feel her soft flesh against my shaft, and then I begin to thrust back and forth, staring, hungry.
“What do I do?” she whispers.
I can hardly hear her question as I stare at her, captivated, knowing no other woman, no other experience, nothing could ever compare with Brooke.
“You’re doing it,” I croak, pushing the words past my rising obsession.
“Like this? You like that?”
She moves in time with me, her tits stroking my cock, making my head swim even more. I don’t feel like I climaxed less than an hour ago.
As I gaze at my woman, it feels like it’s been years, like I’ve never come before.
“I’m going to e…explode.”
She moans, urging me on, and that’s what does it.
It’s the encouragement in her moan, like she wants nothing more.
Suddenly, I can’t think, can hardly see, just stare as my seed erupts from my cock and squirts against her chest. She keeps going as my come drips down over her nipples, clinging to them, causing even more come to gush out of me.
This should be inside her. But I’m not complaining.
Soon.
But what about Gil?
The thought comes right at the end, causing me to stumble back, my mouth tight. For a truly unfair second, I resent my friendship with Gil before reminding myself this is all my doing.
None of this is his fault.
I’m a shitty friend.
“Like this?” my woman murmurs as she spreads my come over her tits, making them shine just like in my texts.
Already, my excitement is rising again as she does it, looking at me earnestly, gorgeously keen to please.
“Yes,” I growl. “But…hell, Brooke. I’ll fuck you if you keep going. I’ll fuck you hard and come inside of you. I’ll….”
I have to stop talking.
Now.
“I’ll come deep, so your virgin body knows it’s time. Time to get pregnant. Time to give me a family. Time to do what we were made to do. With each other. Only each other.”
She stares, her expression dropping, face draining of color.
Suddenly, I know I’ve made a mistake.
Why the hell did I say that?
“I…I should get cleaned up,” she says, rising to her feet, walking to the bathroom, and shutting the door.
I know I should wait. I’ve got no desire to run out on my woman.
But before I can think about it, I’m already in motion, pulling my shorts up and making for the door.
I can’t face her. As cowardly as it is, I can’t face the truth.
The truth I should’ve known all along.
She wants to be exclusive, wants to be together, but she doesn’t want an instant family.
She doesn’t want kids already, not at this stage in her life.
Walking into the sun, I pick up my pace, feeling pathetic, like I’ve failed.
CHAPTER 17
Brooke
When I walk back into the bedroom, Banner’s gone.
I stare at the door, the words I was going to speak fading, turning to crap. I had to work up the nerve to even think about saying it, talking to myself as I wiped his seed from my body, as his words echoed in my mind.
Rather, his words sang in my mind.