Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Again,” he growls, not even lifting his head. “Give me another one, baby.”
There’s no way I can when every lick, every touch, feels like it might splinter me apart. But I do anyway. As soon as he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks, I crack apart again, falling to pieces with a gasp.
He doesn’t give me a second to breathe before he’s on top of me again, fumbling with his pants as he kisses me as if he intends to fill me with his air. I taste myself on his tongue, taste my pleasure on his lips…and another piece of my soul stitches itself back together.
“I hope I get you pregnant again,” he growls, his cock sliding against my clit as he yanks my legs up over his hips.
I feel the cool metal of the piercing, and the dichotomy sends me spiraling toward heaven again. Or maybe that’s his confession.
“I want to be there for every fucking minute this time, sweetness,” he groans, wrapping his lips around my right nipple. “I want to see you growing with my baby.”
“Keegan,” I whimper, clawing down his back.
“Keep saying my name just like that. You sound so fucking sweet begging for my baby.” He lines up at my entrance, pushing inside inch by inch.
My head flies back, a gasp of ecstasy pulled from somewhere deep in my chest. This is what I missed. This is what heaven feels like.
“Christ, you look so good taking my cock.” He pumps his hips, burying himself to the hilt. He pauses for a moment, his hands locked around my hips like he’s trying to hold himself in check, trying to rein himself in.
I clench my inner muscles around him instinctively. I don’t want him in control. I don’t want careful, gentle Keegan. I want all of him, every damn inch, every single sensation. All of his power and desire.
He growls my name like a warning, so I do it again. And then again.
He cracks above me, trembling with the force of his desire as he rears back and then slams into me in one hard thrust. Pleasure rips through me, pulling a soft cry from my lips.
“More!”
He heeds my command like a man possessed, growling and snarling as he surges into me again and again, his hips slamming against mine. His balls slap against my ass with every hard thrust. The bed rocks and shakes beneath us. A fleeting worry that we’re going to wake Lily whispers through me, but when he thrusts again, that thread of worry gets ripped away in a tide of ecstasy.
“Christ, Landry,” he growls, sucking and biting my nipples. “I want the feel of my cock ingrained in your memory, branded so you never forget how good you’re supposed to feel.”
“I n-never forgot,” I gasp, lifting my hips to meet every wicked thrust. “I’ll never forget.”
He groans my name like I’m wrecking him. It’s the sweetest sound, one I hope I get to hear over and over again. One I think I’ll kill and die for.
“I need you to come, sweetness.” He lifts my leg over his shoulder, allowing him to strike deeper. He fucks me harder, pounding into me like a madman. “Christ, I need to feel this perfect pussy clamping down on me, stealing my fucking soul.”
“Please, please,” I beg. I plead. I fucking shake and quiver, ruined in ways I don’t think can be undone.
“I love you,” he whispers…and I fall to pieces.
I shatter with a strangled cry, the whole world going white as a wall of ecstasy slams into me, dragging me under. But I don’t fall alone.
I hear him calling my name as I writhe and convulse. Feel him groan against my throat as his cum splashes inside me again and again, coating me in the strength of his desire and the evidence of his love.
And I admit the truth I’ve been fighting for days.
“I love you, too.”
“Landry baby,” he breathes, falling on top of me. Shuddering against me. Clinging to me like I’m the best thing that’s ever happened to him.
I cling too, unwilling and unable to let him go now. Even if it leads to ruin, I can’t let him go.
In the stillness, as the sweat dries on our skin, he pulls me closer, his lips ghosting along my cheek. “I’ve loved you since Colorado, sweetness.”
I choke on a sob, clinging to him as if the force of my grip will keep him in my arms forever. “I’m so fucking scared they’re going to take you from me or hurt you, Keegan. I can’t…I can’t…”
“Shh, baby, I know.” He cradles me closer, his fingers drifting through my hair. “You’re allowed to be afraid, but I need you to trust me. I need you to know that I’ve got you. I promise you that they aren’t going to take you from me.”