Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Jameson pushes back from his chair, coming around the counter to me. He grabs me by my hips, lifting me to sit on top of the island. I place my hands on his chest. I am more than used to my husband picking me up and moving me where he wants.
“All you should do is relax. We have all the time in the world to go out on the land.” He is right. As always. Not that I’m going to say that out loud.
“I know. Princess just misses me riding her.” Since we found out that I’m pregnant I don’t get to ride anymore. I still go out to see her and King. I have to do other things around here but I wanted to help Jameson more. He’s always taking care of me. Jameson leans in, brushing his mouth against mine.
“Princess can’t have riders either.”
“No,” I breathe out. “Is she?”
“Yeah, Bunny. She is.”
I let out a small scream. We’re going to have more babies around here. I’m so excited at the thought of having a baby horse. I’ll need to pick a name.
“What do we do? Should we give her extra treats? She should relax more. Maybe she—”
“You know you’re listing all the things I tell you to do?” he teases me.
“Maybe because you are constantly telling me to do them.” I smile at him. I enjoy teasing him once in a while. His hand slips up under my long flowy dress.
“It’s nap time.” He lifts me off the counter by my ass, carrying me through the house.
“I don’t think a nap is what you have in mind.” I lean in, kissing his neck. His hold on my ass tightens. “Oh, your mom is coming over,” I remind him.
She always comes over in the afternoons. She and I have gotten so close. She really is the mother I never had. She’s been at my side from the start. From planning our small wedding to reassuring me about motherhood. Jameson didn't only give me himself, but he gave me his family too. Something that I never really had before. It’s nice to have people that care about you and want to spend time with you.
“We have an hour.” He puts me down next to the bed. In one yank he’s got my dress pooling at my bare feet leaving me naked in front of him. His hands roam over my body, stopping at my stomach. It’s something he always does.
He drops to his knees in front of me. He grips my hips, pushing me back to sit on the side of the bed as he places a kiss over my small bump. I’m a touch on the bigger side. I think our little boy is going to be as big as his daddy. Jameson says that’s good because he’s going to need his son to help look after the daughter we’ll have next if she looks anything like me.
I spread my legs some, but he grabs them, spreading them more. He gets his grip on me as I fall back onto the bed. I look up at the ceiling as I reach down, needing to touch my husband.
“Jay.” I moan as his tongue circles my clit. “Don’t tease. I need you inside of me.” I gasp when he grips me harder, burying his whole face between my legs. Eating me like a starved man. He sends me over the edge. The orgasm rolls through me and I cry out his name.
A moment later he’s inside of me, his mouth coming down on mine. I taste my own pleasure on his lips as he moves in and out of me. With each stroke he brings me closer to orgasm.
“Bunny.” He groans my name. “I love you so damn much.” My eyes sting with tears because I love him so damn much too. This man has become my whole world. I have no idea how I ever was without him. He makes the world feel so different to me. With him, life is just about living and being happy. About loving the people that love you in return. He sees the true me. I no longer feel as though I’m some doll on a stage. He is the only audience I’ll ever need for the rest of my life.
“I love you too,” I breathe out. He rolls, taking me with him. My hands fall to his chest as I straddle him. His go to my hips as he moves me up and down on him as I try to get my bearings. The pleasure is too much. My head falls forward, my hair falling all around us.
“Fuck, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Better be,” I try and tease, but it comes out in a moan as he thrusts up inside me deeper. My nails dig into his chest. Even with him being under me he still has the control. He always does when it comes to my body. He always will when it comes to my heart too. All of me really. I trust him to handle me with care. To know what I need. It feels good to be able to lean on someone and know they will always put you first.