Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 10569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 53(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 10569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 53(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
“So pretty and pink. And you’re glistening with need for me.” He comes closer to the bed, that hand of his casually jacking his dick.
This is a side of Hayes I’ve never seen before, but the abandon with which he wants me loosens any remaining inhibitions. I open my arms to him too, and he braces one knee on the bed.
“I want to lick you. Taste you as you come on my tongue.”
“That sounds amazing. But I want you right now. Here with me, eye to eye, as you make love to me for the first time.”
His smile is tender and so full of love my heart nearly bursts. Then he climbs on top of me, his hips notching between my thighs.
“I meant what I said. You’re it. I’m so wildly in love with you.”
“I’m in love with you too.” I lift my legs, wrapping them around the lower half of his body. The heavy weight of his dick presses against my folds. “Please, I need you inside of me.”
“Fuck, beautiful girl, you undo me.” He positions himself at my entrance and then surges all the way into the hilt.
We both moan at the connection.
His eyes lock with mine. I wrap my arms around his back.
Then he starts to move.
Everything inside me lights up as he hits all the right places.
“Oh wow,” I say.
“You feel so damn good it’s a miracle I didn’t come immediately. You’re so hot and slick and tight. This pussy belongs to me.”
“Yes. All of me, take all of me.”
And he does, thrusting in and out of me at a pace that is perfect for my building orgasm.
“Hayes,” I breathe.
“Yeah, baby, I know. I feel it too.”
With every pump of his hips, the root of his dick presses against my clit. Then the head of his cock rubs over my G-spot. This man lights me up like a Christmas tree.
“You’re better than all of my toys combined.”
He barks out a short laugh. “I did not need to know about your toys right now. I’m trying to wait for you to come.”
Then it’s there, I’m so close, I can taste it.
“Come with me,” I say.
My orgasm rocks through me and he follows me over the edge, chanting my name again and again.
“I love you,” he says. Then he pulls out and disappears into the bathroom. A few seconds later, he’s walking toward me looking like my wildest fantasy. He cleans me up with a warm, damp cloth, then crawls into the bed next to me.
He pulls me to him, and I snuggle in, my head on his chest. He smells so good here. I press my nose against his skin and breathe in.
“Are you sniffing me?”
“Yes I am.”
He chuckles. “Carry on.” He kisses the top of my head. “You know what this means, don’t you?”
“What’s that?”
“Now all the songs you write have to be about me.”
“They always have been.”
epilogue
Hayes
Two years later…
“Beautiful, you know I would do anything for you, but really another cat?” I ask my wife.
Melody just smiles over at me. She’s officially retired now, at least from touring, though she and the girls are still recording new music. They’ve just slowed down. Which I am all for especially since she’s pregnant with our first baby.
And is currently lobbying for another cat. I take her phone out of her hand—no doubt where she has found the feline in question
“We already have three,” I say, knowing my words are futile. I would literally rope the moon for this woman. I lean over her swollen belly. I kiss the tight skin protecting our child. “What do you think, little bean? Do we need another cat before you even get here?”
I then press my ear to her stomach as if listening to the baby.
“Oh, yes, I see your point. Valid argument, my boy. Well done.”
Melody giggles. “We still don’t know for sure if it’s a boy.”
“I know, I can feel it.”
“Alright, then what did our son say about another cat?”
“He said that making you happy is the most important thing in the world because it means I’m loving you well. So if this kitty will bring you joy, then we should get it.”
Her eyes fill with tears. “You’re the very best man in the world.”
“He also said that you have less indigestion when you’re happy.”
She laughs. “Come here, crazy man. Kiss your wife.”
So I do… and then we go adopt the cat.
Then a few months later, we do, in fact, have a boy.
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