Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“So fucking good. So wet and tight. Oh my God, I want you so much.
“You feel how hard you make me? I hate being without you. I love you so much, baby,” he hisses through his teeth.
“I love you too. Oh my God, I’m coming again. I’ve missed you soooo much.” I drag out the word so.
If the hardness of his dick were any indication as to how much he’s missed me, I’d say it’s a hell of a lot. Damn, I don’t think he’s ever fucked me like this before.
He lifts my leg over his arm and shifts his angle. I begin to scream my head off. He’s hitting my spot like it’s a bull’s-eye. I think I might black out if he continues like this.
“We’re not going to make the dinner or the party. I can’t stop fucking you. I want to take you all night.
“You think you can handle that, baby? Me fucking this tight little pussy all night? Oh my God, I’m going to come,” he growls the last part.
I’m already coming so hard I actually do pass out. All I know is that something warm fills me and then my legs give out. What the fuck just happened?
Bentley
When I turned to find Zah standing there, I thought I was dreaming. She looked like a goddess. I hadn’t planned to have sex with her.
However, one look at her in that sexy-ass dress and those heels and I had to have her. I was already coming off a high from winning and throwing the game-winning touchdown. Having her in my arms felt so right.
My plan had been to get her here so we could talk. I want her back. I want us back. Now I can’t keep my dick out of her.
“Yes, baby, keep coming for me,” I growl as I rock in and out of her as she matches me thrust for thrust.
“Bentley, I can’t.”
“Yes, you can, baby,” I croon before I dip my head and take her nipple into my mouth.
I almost lost my shit when I found her pantyless and braless. I mean, I sort of wondered how she could have on either with that dress, but damn, I was turned on when I pulled her dress down and exposed her full breasts. Finding her uncovered wet seam is what pushed me over the brink of sanity.
Now I’m balls deep inside her once again and I still don’t think my sanity has returned. I tighten my hands on hers as I look her in the eyes. I want her to come for me before I come inside her.
My heart swells at the thought of having her in my bed and back in my life. I can’t wait for her to see the house I’ve bought and the life I’ve been setting up for us. I’ve been working toward our dream for the last eight years.
“Yeah, that’s my good girl. Let me feel you. Come all over me.”
As I pump my seed deep inside her, Zah blinks up at me. Her eyes clear, as if in this moment she’s sobering up. I could taste the alcohol on her breath from the first kiss.
I’ll admit, I had a few drinks after the game before heading over to shower and get ready. I’d been nervous about how things would go with Zah and might have overdone it.
I kiss her hard as I shudder with my orgasm and growl. I think my climax helps to clear my head as well. I break the kiss and look down into Zah’s eyes, searching. Her eyes grow wide, and she begins to wiggle away from me.
“What’s wrong? Where are you going?”
“You promised we would decide together. Fuck, what was I thinking? How could I do something so stupid?”
“Zah, I got caught up. I wasn’t thinking. I’ve never had unprotected sex with anyone else.”
“I’m not worried about an STD, Bentley. Do you understand what this could mean?”
“Come on. I’m not an idiot. Of course, I know. Why are you making this a big deal?
“If you’re pregnant, we’ll get married. I’ll take care of you both.”
“Just like that? We haven’t talked through any of our problems.”
“You weren’t saying that a few minutes ago,” I mutter.
I regret the words the moment they’re out of my mouth. Zah’s mouth falls open, then rage fills her eyes. I groan and pull a hand down my face.
“Fuck you, Bentley. You’re an asshole. This was such a big mistake.”
“Baby, wait. I didn’t mean that. All right, all right, that was a dick thing to say. I’m an asshole for sure.
“Don’t leave. You’re right, we do need to talk. I’m sorry,” I plead.
“Save it. This is my fault; I had all that alcohol on an empty stomach. I walked in here and saw you and lost my damn mind.
“I need to stay away from you. I’ve just started to get my life together and now here I am doing dumb shit.”