Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
That night I fucked her like I own her. There wasn’t a part of her that I didn’t suck, lick bite, taste, until I was fucking into her sweet cunt again. Each time I rolled away from her she’d roll into my chest and my dick would get hard again.
And when she wanted one last round after I’d fucked her for the fifth time, I rolled to my back and put her astride me to straddle my cock before pulling her down and letting her ride me.
“Tomorrow I’m going to teach you how to take my cock in your ass.” As I knew it would, her cunt tightened around my cock and her pussy gushed juice.
I fucked her through one orgasm after another until we both fell asleep with a satisfied look on our faces.
Epilogue
BRADEN
“Little girl!” damn kid’s just like her annoying ass mother. I found her trying to feed my dog some shit that wasn’t fit for dog or man. “Didn’t I tell you he can’t eat that?”
She pulled her little two- year-old arm back and hid it behind her while giving me the big eyes. Harley that fuck bared his teeth at me. “I should really let her feed you that plastic sh….crap, dummy.”
He had that eye rolling shit down to an art. It was bad enough he’d stolen my wife but the little shit was working on my kid now too. If I lost her somewhere in the house, all I had to do was find him. Two partners in crime.
“Come here Ellie.” She got to her feet and toddled over to me with her arms up. I came in here to scold her little misbehaving ass for spilling shit all over the floor, but all it takes is one look at her and I melt.
Between her and the other one I don’t win at shit in this house. I’m hoping the one she’s carrying now has male genitalia because I can’t deal with another one like this one. Fuck!
I wasn’t very surprised when Cassie came up pregnant two months after we first fucked. It was the perfect excuse to drag her ass off to the church and put my ring on her finger. Something she’d been holding out on because she wanted me to be sure. Hardheaded twit.
I’d been like a hawk with its young the whole pregnancy and damn near tried to give birth myself to spare her the pain. It’s the only thing I couldn’t do for her, and the hardest thing of all.
I’d spent the last few months of her pregnancy tracking down the two assholes that had attacked her and were still evading the authorities. It had taken me two days.
I didn’t want to leave her, but I wouldn’t have rested easy knowing those two were out there and we still didn’t know the reason behind the attack.
Turns out the dealer she’d seen at school got it into his head that she was going to rat him out and had sent his goons after her. She didn’t even remember seeing him dealing in the dorms. At least it was nothing more serious and was easily taken care of. All that was left was the labor and we’d be home free.
It’s the hardest fucking thing I’ve ever done and I was in two wars. I’d sworn to her in the hospital room that I wouldn’t ever do that to her again, but a year later she’d had another one like this one. Two girls, Ellie and Camille. Both like their mother, but with my face, go figure.
If I’d had any misgivings about us, which I didn’t. The night she told me she’d decided to name our first child after my dead wife would’ve cinched it for me.
I’d told her she didn’t have to do that, that it was maybe too much, but she insisted. Instead of wanting Elena out of the picture entirely, she’d invited her in.
Nothing showed that more than the day I overheard her talking to someone and since Harley was in the other room watching over the kids while they napped, I’d tiptoed to the door to catch her talking to herself so I could tease her.
Instead the sight I came upon brought me up short and made me fall in love with her all over again. “You should’ve seen him trying to get her to eat those peas. As you know she’s as hardheaded and stubborn as he is so you can imagine the battle that ensued. Think the Alamo.”
She had the picture of Elena that I’d put away and she went and found, on the nightstand while she folded laundry on the bed. It was obvious that this wasn’t the first time she’d done this due to the ease with which she spoke.
I slipped away with my heart full and wondering what I’d ever done to deserve such happiness, twice in one lifetime. Now I was wondering what great sin I’d committed to be saddled with this one.