Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“What made you change your mind?” She wiggles on top of me.
“The promise of a week alone with you?”
“A week?” I can hear the smile in her voice. Hell, maybe we should take two. We could rent a yacht and I could have her all to myself. This sounds as if it’s the perfect plan. My dick jerks against her. She lets out a small moan. “Where would we go?” I hear the hitch in her voice. She’s turned on.
“Let me figure that out. It will be a surprise. A wedding present from me to my beautiful new wife.”
“Only if you make the plans yourself. I don’t want your assistant to do it.” I’m starting to understand that she likes when I do things for or with her instead of having others do it. I’m finding I rather enjoy it too.
“Deal. I promise. I’ll plan everything down to the smallest detail.”
“You don’t have much time,” she reminds me. Thank fuck. These days to the wedding have been dragging along. Each one of them feels longer than the last. I roll her over in one quick move, making her giggle. As much as I hate that she’s been drinking, and I can’t take this as far as I’d like, I'm enjoying how open she’s being right now. I love the fact that she’s letting her walls down so I can see the real her.
She wraps her legs around me as her arms go around my neck.
“If I say I’m going to do something I promise it will be done. You’ll learn that soon enough.” I lean down and take her mouth in a kiss. I can taste her sweetness along with the cranberry mixed drink she was having this evening. She lets out a little moan as she wiggles against me, trying to rub her pussy on me.
“Kennedy,” I warn her by pulling my mouth from her.
“Gerrit.” The way she says my name has me digging my fingers into the bedding trying to fight for control.
“You’ve been drinking.”
“So?” She lifts, pressing her tits more into me. “Can’t you make me come again? I love your mouth on me.” Shit. “You know I liked what you did to me in the dressing room. I ache, Gerrit. Please.” Her plea breaks the little resolve I have. I won’t take her fully, but I can still make her feel good. I can keep my dick inside my boxer briefs. “Gerrit.” She moans again.
“You win, love.” I have a feeling she’s always going to win. I take her mouth again, kissing her until she’s breathless and begging me for more. I start to move down her body. I explore her tits, taking my time. I didn't get to enjoy them enough before. Now that she is in our bed I can take all the time I want.
She digs her fingers into my hair as I trace my tongue around one nipple before sucking it into my mouth. My hand reaches up to her other breast, my thumb tracing back and forth over her hard nipple before giving it a tug.
“Gerrit, please. It aches.” She lifts her hips, another whimper leaves her mouth, and I can no longer deny her. I’ll take my time with her later. Right now I need to make my soon-to-be wife come. I release her nipple and continue my descent down her body, stopping to place kisses on her soft stomach.
My mind floods with images of her body changing. Of her belly being round with our child growing inside of her. Fuck, she makes me want things I never knew I wanted before. I slip down more, smiling against her panty-covered pussy when she spreads her legs wide for me. I kiss her over the panties, breathing her in, teasing her.
Giving her a taste of what it's been like for me this last month. The need that I always feel for her. I want her to have that too but for me. Only me.
“Please.” She tries to lift her hips again, but I pin her to the bed.
“You’ll get it when I’m ready to give it to you, love.”
“Why does it turn me on so much when you call me that?” I don’t even know where the name came from. It rolled off my tongue one day while I was talking to her. When I saw the way she reacted to it, I knew that I would continue to call her that.
I slip my fingers into the top of her panties, pulling them down her legs, leaving her bare to me in my bed. I curse myself for turning off the light. I’ll have a lifetime of this, I remind myself as I circle my tongue around her clit.
“Did James ever do this to you?” I find myself asking. I lick down her slit, stiffening my tongue to push inside of her. She’s so fucking tight it’s a fight at first to get inside of her. I groan, thinking about what she’s going to feel like wrapped around my cock.