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)
“I was just trying to do the right thing, Lily.”
“Then do the right thing now.”
I take her by the shoulders. She feels so small, so tender. So mine. What was I thinking when I left? Christ, she’s my treasure. My everything. “But how?” I ask. “We can’t just march back into the house and say, ‘Hey, remember how you freaked out about us earlier? Too bad, we’re still together.’”
“We can,” she replies, eyes gleaming. “Because we have something now that we didn’t have before.”
I frown. “Oh? What’s that?”
Lily doesn’t answer. Instead, she reaches into her back pocket and pulls out a little white stick in a plastic baggy. She holds it up like it’s a medal.
Two pink lines.
My whole world screeches to a halt.
“Holy shit.”
Her smile takes over her whole face. Pride. Joy. “Damn right.”
“Lily…”
“You know when it happened.” She smirks as her cheeks flush pink. “When you wouldn’t pull out. When you said you wanted to breed me.”
I’m instantly taken back to it.
“You’re not on the pill, are you? Good. Because I’m not pulling out.”
I was a man possessed. Enraptured by her tight pussy, her wetness, her moans, and how incredible she felt. I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t want to. And thank God I didn’t.
“And you’re sure?” I ask. It’s a dumb question. She’s holding the proof right up in front of my face.
“I took three,” she says. “They all showed the same. I also went to the clinic to confirm. I’m pregnant, Colt.”
Lightning shoots through me. Joy crashes down on me, followed by hints of fear. I’m going to be a father. Christ, I don’t even know if I’m ready for that. But I will be. A man steps up to his responsibilities.
I pull her back to me and press my lips to hers. No space between us, just an expression of the raw need we both feel. She opens her mouth for me like she’s been wanting this kiss since I left. Her tongue is hot and hungry but also pissed off as she kisses me fiercely back. I taste her tears falling down her cheeks. And damn it all to hell, but I taste a few of my own too.
“I’m so fucking proud of you, baby,” I growl into her mouth.
“For getting pregnant?” She giggles.
“For coming to find me.” I thread my fingers through her hair and cup the back of her neck. “For taking the first step.”
Her eyes soften. “You think I was gonna let my man run?”
My man.
I love it.
“Let’s go,” I tell her.
“Now? Right now? To tell them?”
“Damn right.” My voice is flat, confident. I’m done sulking around like a rat—hiding like a wimp. It’s time to man the fuck up and take back what’s mine. “But not before I get my hands on you.”
Her pupils dilate, and I snatch her up and lift her into the truck, laying her down beneath me on the seat. “Colt—”
“Two weeks,” I growl, snatching her shorts down to reveal her heavenly pink slit. She’s already dripping wet. “Two weeks without your pussy, babe. Do you know what kind of torture that’s been?”
Her face brightens, and she tilts her chin down and looks at me through her lashes. “Hard?”
I nod. “Hard like this.”
I tug my cock from my pants and let it slap down against her belly. I’m so fucking stiff. My balls are tight, filled with cum, the sacred seed that brought us back together.
We may be alone out here now, but there’s always a chance some passerby might come along and catch a glimpse, so I bury her beneath my body as I slide inside. Her moan slides into my ear like music. The warmth, the wetness, the tight grip of her teenage walls grab my cock and pull me in. We lock together, made for each other.
“You’ve missed this, haven’t you?” I ask, pumping my hips down as I pull her tank top up and kiss her breasts.
“Yes,” she stammers. Her voice is choppy, staggered with each thrust I deliver. With an assertiveness I never expected, she reaches out and grabs my hips, pulling me into her harder. Faster. “More. Give me more.”
She doesn’t have to ask me twice.
The goddamn suspension of my truck starts to squeak as I drive my swollen hard-on into her. She’s so tiny beneath me, but she takes my cock like a pro. “Oh, Jesus. Oh, God,” I pant, losing myself in the glory of her. Pleasure this intense shouldn’t exist. “Your pussy’s so goddamn good I could die.”
“Don’t die, baby,” she mewls. “I need to come.”
“Goddamn. So do I.”
My whole body begins to tingle, my blood rushing like a fiery typhoon. I stuff every inch of my length into her dripping cunt, bottoming out as I lose all control. And that’s when I explode, filling her with my cream.