Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“You mean it?” Clark asks, and all I can think about is proving to him just how much he means to me.
“Let’s go to bed so I can show you just how much I mean it,” I wink. “Unless you want to sit down and eat the pizza first.”
“Fuck pizza, I’m hungry for something entirely different now,” he teases, his gaze traveling up and down my body before his hands circle my waist, sinking into the flesh. He gives them a tight squeeze before he starts to guide me backward and into the living room.
“We’ve never done it on the couch,” I squeak, as my legs meet the edge of the sectional. With his eyes on mine the entire time, his fingers grip, the hem of my t-shirt, waiting patiently for me to give him permission. Nodding, he pulls the shirt up and over my head tossing it to the cushion beside us. My bra is unclasped and follows suit next.
Clark releases me and gently nudges me back against the cushion, his fingers slipping into the waistband of my yoga pants. He tugs them, and my panties down my legs, and I lift my hips to help him.
“Eventually I’ll take you on every surface inside this house.” He leans forward and presses a kiss to my lips while tossing my pants over his shoulder. Reaching out, I slip my hands into the front of his sweatpants, my eyes widening when I don’t feel anything but bare skin.
“Did you have this planned?”
“I’m always ready for you Emerson, permanently hard,” he says cheekily, giving me a wink. I shove the sweatpants down his hips, and his steel hard cock breaks free of the fabric, hanging proudly in the air. A soft giggle passes my lips, that turns into a gasp as his lips find my skin. He peppers my collarbone, chest, and each nipple with hot kisses, causing rivulets of heat to pulse through my abdomen, igniting a fire in my already throbbing pussy. I need him inside me, today, tomorrow, forever.
“I want you…” I pant, raking my nails down his chiseled abdomen.
He groans, “I want you too, but I also want to taste you, finger you, worship every inch of you for as long as I live.”
“Take me, please?” I plead, my hand finding his cock, circling the velvet skin. I give a squeeze, and then another, enjoying the way his eyes darkening with each squeeze, the honey color in them being overtaken by a need for something more.
“Fuck Em, I’m weak for you…” he hisses, taking his cock and guiding it to my entrance. He presses just the head inside and I sigh, knowing I’ve found my forever. Leaning forward, he brings a hand behind my head cradling it. He flexes his hips forward and with one single motion, he’s seated deep inside of me. We both let out a pleasurable sigh at the connected feeling coursing through our bodies.
With his forehead pressed against mine, he starts to move, his hips positioning as we reached a rhythm that suits both of us. It’s not long before I’m a panting mess, the sound of our mixed arousals filling my ears. I feel nothing but Clark, inside me, on me, he is under my skin, in my head, and wrapped around my heart.
“I love you,” Clark whispers as he presses a kiss to my lips. The sparks of fire in my belly ignites into full-blown flames that flicker wildly.
“Clark…” I sigh, the sound of the sofa hitting the wall softly filling the room, and grow louder and louder as Clark moved faster, his hips swiveling. I’m close, the pleasure building at the bottom of my spine.
“I’m… I’m going to….” My lids fall closed, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip to stifle the screams trying to erupt past my lips.
“Come, baby, come all over my cock,” Clark purrs in my ear, his teeth grazing the flesh. That was all it took to set me off flying across the midnight sky like a shooting star. I was on fire, soaring, floating, protected, from everyone by the one person who owned my heart.
“Fuck…” Clark curses as he snuggles into the crook of my neck. A few more strokes and he had found his own release, a deep groan rumbling out of his chest and vibrating through me. His cock pulses deep inside of me, as his sticky warm cum fills my womb.
Forever. Clark Jefferson is my forever, and never will I give him up.
Proudly I say, “I love you…”
“I love you too, Emerson, and I’m so fucking glad you’re mine.”
Epilogue
Clark
“Are you sure we should just drop by like this to tell him thank you?” Emerson questions, her hand tightening in mine.
“He’s the Dean of the University, Em. It’s literally his job to see students.”
“Yeah, but maybe we should have made an appointment or something?”