Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
But I mean what I said. She’s mine, and I’m going to protect what’s mine. If anyone ever took Lily from me, I’d stop breathing. It wouldn’t be just heartbreak; it would be the end of me. And I cannot let that happen.
7
LILY
I wake to kisses on my neck. They travel down my spine, causing me to shiver with delight as Colt’s thick cock slides between my thighs. I open for him, feeling his cum from last night drip out of me and onto the sheets as he slides inside.
A hint of pain causes me to bite my lip and reach back, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him even closer. We made love three times last night before passing out, and I’m still sore this morning.
“I could get used to waking up like this,” I tell him, grinding back against him as he thrusts his hips. The sensation of his washboard abs on my back is just so titillating.
“That makes two of us,” he mutters against my shoulder, gripping my breast with his rough palm. “I’ll make this my morning workout.”
“Sounds good to me,” I giggle. He pumps harder, using his other hand to pull my ass cheek like he’s trying to get even deeper insider. Next thing I know, I’m flat on my stomach and the bed is knocking against the wall as he thrusts faster and faster. His thighs slap against my legs and butt, and his swollen crown scrapes my cervix, which somehow lights me on fire.
“I don’t have enough cum for you, baby,” he growls. “You can never be full enough.”
I moan and grab the bedposts, holding on for dear life. “I love how you talk to me.”
This is pure bliss, and I don’t just mean being fucked so hard, but by fully letting go and submitting to the fact that we’re in love and we’ve both admitted it. We don’t have to live in denial when we’re around each other anymore.
His teeth scrape against my skin, a display of his hunger in his every movement. Being this wanted, this desired is the peak of womanhood. He doesn’t avert his eyes or turn away from me anymore. Now he can’t keep his hands off me.
He swells up inside me again, adding to the sweet sting I feel from him stretching me. The perfect little hint of pain with the overload of pleasure that’s blurring my vision. His lips close around my earlobe, and I go off, bucking my hips wildly back against him as I lose all control.
“Colt…” I mewl, twisting back to accept his kiss as he shoots inside me. The warm jet of his cum enhances my orgasm like gas thrown on a fire. I writhe against him, soaking in the scent of his sweat, taking his seed like a good girl.
“That’s it, baby,” he groans, holding me so tight. “Take it all.”
My blood is on fire as he grunts like a beast, holding me like his prize while splitting me open with his brutal erection. I gasp for breath and wonder Will I be pregnant?
“We’re so naughty,” I whimper. “Step-siblings fucking without protection. I’m a bad girl, aren’t I?”
“Damn right, you are,” Colt snarls, snapping gently at my neck with his teeth, his beard rough against my skin.
His hot, sticky cum pools inside me, warming my belly. I heard the girls at school call it ‘baby batter,’ and I sure hope they’re right. I want my stomach to grow, the curve of my flesh representing our future together.
“I want you to get me pregnant, but next time, can I swallow?” I stroke his muscled chest with admiration, fixing my eyes on his. He’s so big compared to me. So strong.
“You want to taste my cum?”
I nod. “Yes. It’s so warm and sticky. I want to feel it going down my throat.”
His eyes flash, and he slaps me hard on the ass, causing me to jump. “I’ll have more for you soon, baby. I can feel my balls filling up again already.”
The thought warms my heart, and my body tingles all over. He’s still hard inside me, and I grind against him, relishing the aftershocks of pleasure that shoot through me. My inner walls tighten on his thickness, like my body wants to keep him where he is. Incredible. Wonderful.
“Here, I want you to have this.” Colt reaches into a drawer and pulls out a black cord looped through a piece of dull metal. “This may not look like much, but it’s a retaining washer for the first bike I bought with my own money. The bike’s gone now, and this is all I have left of it.”
“Colt, I can’t—” My voice barely works.
“You can.” He nods, tying it around my neck. “You’re mine now, and I know you’d never let anything happen to it. Just like I’ll never let anything happen to you.”