Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“You don’t have to do that.”
“You don’t want my lips around your dick?”
“I do, but I don’t want you to—” She didn’t give him chance to finish as she placed her lips around the head of his cock and began to suck him into her mouth.
Glancing up the length of his body, she kept him in until he hit the back of her throat. Easing off his cock, she bobbed her head before finally letting him go.
“Do you want me to stop?” she asked, flicking the tip with her tongue.
“Fuck! Suck my dick,” he said.
His hands gripped her hair. As she opened her lips, he thrust inside. She moaned as his dominance overtook everything. She wasn’t afraid but desperate for more of what he could give her. She didn’t want him to ever stop.
In and out, he thrust between her lips. There were a few times he hit the back of her throat and seemed to go in further, causing her to gag, but he pulled himself back.
Her own arousal grew with every passing second.
She slid a hand between her thighs, stroking her clit as she sucked his length.
“I’m going to come, Maggie. You better be ready for it. I want you to swallow every single drop.”
She murmured her appreciation and then swallowed as he pulsed inside her mouth, filling her with his seed. Once she’d milked him dry until he shook, she opened her eyes and he moved out of her mouth.
“Show me,” he said.
She opened her mouth to show him she’d taken every single last drop. He ran his thumb across her lip, sliding it into her mouth.
“Suck.”
Maggie did.
Clayton got to his knees and tipped her back onto the ground. She was thankful he’d found a less stony part of the lakeshore. He removed her shorts and spread her thighs. His fingers plunged inside her.
She was wet.
He buried his face between her thighs, making her close her eyes as he licked and sucked at her clit. On their last stay in a hotel room, he’d found some razors and shaved off all of her pubic hair. He sucked each of her lips into his mouth and she moaned his name, not wanting him to stop.
Like so many times before, though, Clayton knew her body way better than she did. He knew what buttons to press and how to bring her to a screaming orgasm with just a few strokes of her clit.
She came hard for him, her man.
****
Clayton stared out across the horizon and knew he was running out of time. It had now been three months since Maggie had joined their crew. He’d taken her nearly every night and he’d noticed another little detail: she hadn’t once had her cycle.
His woman was pregnant. There was no way to detect how far along she was, and in all honesty, he’d been careless. Running a hand down his face, he knew this was the first time in three years that he hadn’t been able to find a suitable place for them to stay.
“Hey,” Maggie said, wrapping her arms around him.
When she was asleep, he’d been feeling her stomach, trying to find any way to detect if she was pregnant.
Pulling her in close, he tilted her head back and kissed her lips.
“Morning, beautiful.”
“The rest of the crew want to know when we’re heading out.”
“Immediately.”
She squeezed him a little tighter. “What exactly are you looking for? We’ve passed so many potential places.”
“All of them are exposed. I don’t like to put any of my crew at risk.” He already hated that Lee had gotten hurt on his watch.
“But in time, we can make it secure, right? We haven’t seen anyone else for ages. Surely, we’ll be safe for a short time and we can build any place to be how we want it.”
Clayton smiled, stroking the backs of his fingers down her cheek. “You’re right, we can. But what about supplies?”
“Oh,” she said.
“Yes, exactly. I’m looking for the right place with the right supplies, so we can settle and build. So far, nothing.”
“You must have found places before now. I haven’t seen you for quite some time.”
Clayton sighed. “We did. The only problem was … we couldn’t get the grounds to grow the necessary food.” He nodded toward where they’d set up camp. “The canned food is only going to last so long. Once it’s all gone, we’re screwed. We all know this. The only real chance of survival is to be able to fend for ourselves. It’s why I’m looking for many factors in our searches.”
“You can’t control everything, Clayton. You need to narrow your search.”
“Are you trying to teach me now?”
She chuckled. “I would never presume. You’ve got to look at your factors, mark which ones are important. I’d say food and safety are high on that list, but more importantly, food. We can’t keep ourselves safe if we can’t eat.”