Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
She reached out, skimming over his cock with her fingers.
He bit back a groan.
“Did you know that many men don’t have live sperm in their pre-ejaculate?” Her words were low, and somehow she managed to make the question sexy.
As if she’d called it out, a drop pulsed from the tip of his dick. She swiped it off with her finger and brought it to her lips. “That’s why it’s difficult to get pregnant from pre-come. Unless you’re Brody Carter, of course. That’s how it happened, you know.”
He could barely breathe. How did she do this to him? He’d had her already tonight, but he wanted her so badly he couldn’t see straight. “I won’t apologize. I know it makes me a bastard, but I’m glad it happened. I’m glad we have Nate.”
I’m damn glad I have another chance with you.
She sucked her finger into her mouth and smiled a mysterious smile. “I wouldn’t take it back. Not for anything in the world. That night was the best night of my life and you should know that.”
“Best night of mine, too.” When he thought about it, it was the start of his life, at least the part that had true meaning. He’d rambled through life, drifted through his childhood allowing one day to flow into the next. The only reason he’d joined the Army had been because his brother had and he tended to follow Harry. He’d stumbled into his job, but Steph was different. Steph and Nate were precious. Some men found their passion in their jobs or in hobbies.
He would find his true calling in taking care of his family, the family he would have with Stephanie.
“I didn’t get to look at you enough that night.” She ran her hands across his chest and down his abs, following the neat line of hair that led to his cock.
He forced himself to focus because her hands felt too good on his body. He wanted her to touch him everywhere. “That’s because I went too fast. I wanted you so badly I couldn’t stop myself.”
She wrapped her hand around his cock, starting to pump up and down in a methodical fashion. “You should know I lied to you that night.”
He thought he knew what she was talking about. “You were never going to look for Fain.”
She sighed, a resigned sound. “Well, I tried to look like it didn’t matter. Guess I did a poor job. No, I wasn’t going after Fain. If you had turned me down, I would have gone to my cabin and cried. And I really would cry now, Brody, because now I know what I would be missing.”
This woman knew how to make him feel good. “I don’t think I would have walked away. I don’t think I could have, but it saved us an hour or two. God, that feels good.”
“This should feel even better.” She leaned over and took the head of his cock in her mouth.
It was hard not to scream out. He held on to the sheets as she worked his cock. This was sweet torture and she would find herself on the other side of it soon. He would take everything she had to give and return it all back to her once Nate had a proper nursery. He would tie her up and not let her go until she begged him. He would give her so many orgasms she wouldn’t be able to remember a time when she wasn’t coming for him.
She cupped his balls, gently rolling them in her soft palm. She sucked him, and just when he thought he would come against her tongue, she sat up. Yes, this was definitely torture.
“I’ll get you back for this, luv. You wait. I’ll spend the next few days planning all the ways to make you as desperate as you’re making me.”
A cloud passed over her face, but she seemed to shake it off. If she was afraid, then he would show her there was nothing to be afraid of. He would take care of her in every way possible.
“Why don’t we worry about tonight first,” she said and tore open the condom wrapper. She started to roll it on his cock, taking care with the tip. “Do you have any idea how wet I am? You make me crazy. All you have to do is walk in a room and I want you.”
“That’s good because I want you all the time.”
She moved over him, mounting him. “It’s not a good thing, Brody.”
He held her hips, her heat starting to surround his cock. “What’s bad about it?”
She groaned softly as she slid down. “My panties are always wet.”
He had a good solution. “Stop wearing panties.”
She grinned down at him and then the expression morphed to something full of complex emotion. She leaned over, never losing his cock, and kissed him. “I’m crazy about you. I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like I wasn’t. Even when I was so angry with you that I couldn’t see straight, I was crazy about you, Brody Carter.”