Entwined by E.C. Land (top android ebook reader .TXT) 📕

be on my cock. As much as I love the taste of your pussy, I need this as much as I’m sure you do,” he rasps gravelly. Ever so slowly, he sinks further into me until he’s all the way to the hilt. With him being as massive as he is, he gives me time to adjust to his size while he holds my gaze.

My body cues him when to move and no words are exchanged at this moment in time. And right now, there are none truly needed because as he stares into my eyes and I do the same, I can read everything I need to know deep with him them.

The sensation that started to build within me while Mitch had his mouth on me escalates to an even higher place as Mitch moves. His body pumping into mine with deep, controlled thrusts. The piercing he has rubbing against my walls makes the sensations shoot even higher.

Leaning forward, Mitch presses his forehead to mine, our breaths intermingle with each breath. My eyes lock on his and it’s as if something happens between the two of us in this moment. Like my heart was bound to his as his were to mine. Entwining in a way that is not only baffling but beautiful in a way I’ll always remember this one moment in time.

Mitch’s thrusts pick up speed and he sends me spiraling into my release. His mouth comes to mine as I moan into his mouth. Several thrusts later, he joins me when he finds his own release groaning into mine. Not once breaking us apart.

I didn’t know what to do after this but when he pulls out shortly after Mitch’s cock stops twitching inside me, he rolls without breaking our passion-filled kiss, taking me with him. I land on top of him and he situates my lower half until I’m straddling him.

And to my surprise, he re-enters me causing me to gasp.

Only when he’s inside me does he break his mouth from mine. “Definitely worth the wait, mo stór. But now, I’m thinking our lunch is going to have to wait for a while ‘cause, baby, I need to take you again and again. In fact, I don’t even think I’ll be letting you up for air any time soon,” he growls, hands at my hips, grinding me down on his cock. This movement causes my body to begin tingling.

Oh.

My.

Now that’s something I don’t have a problem with. Smiling down at him I decided to do something to ensure this happens. “Bíodh do bhealach ghránna liom,” I say, telling him to have his wicked way with me.

Chapter Eleven

Mitch

Never in my life have I experienced anything like I felt last night with Alison in my arms. I have taken her with my body. Not even with Michelle did I feel this soul bounding sense as I made love to my wife the first time. I hate admitting that, but though I love Michelle, she’ll always hold a place in my heart, I’m starting to think that maybe she wasn’t the actual one.

I remember my grandmother telling me stories about soul mates and how you feel this connection in a way you’ll know in your heart no one else can compare to them. These stories she used to tell me make sense of why I’d decided I wanted to entwine her heart to mine.

Alison was always meant to be mine. Not just my wife, but my woman, the other half of my heart and soul. Entwining her heart to mine, I’ve got to say is one decision I know I’ll never have to go back and regret. She’s perfect in every way there is for me.

Throughout the afternoon yesterday after our first round, I spent most of the time deep inside her. We only took a break long enough for me to make sure Alison ate something. I also took time to relax with her in the hot tub with her pressed into my body.

Swear yesterday when I found her engrossed in that book and read a small portion of what she’d been reading, I knew I needed her. And it seemed she’d needed me as well. Because the moment she spoke those words to me about needing me more than her next breath, that sealed the deal.

Alison officially became mine and I’m not feeling an ounce of guilt for not asking her about the fact she wasn’t a virgin or what happened to her when she’d been a teen. I won’t push her to tell me until she’s ready, but eventually, I’ll find out about it.

The rain stopped late last night and with it, I opened the door to the patio keeping the screen locked. I found Alison loves the sound of the ocean and is completely a beach baby even if she’s afraid to go in past her ankles. The day after we’d arrived, I’d taken her onto the beach where she confessed to not knowing how to swim and that she was afraid a shark might get her. I’d simply grinned at her, picked her up in my arms, and carted her further into the water. I declared she not worry, that I would protect her and keep her safe.

This progressed to being on the beach and in the water for the most part while we’ve been here. I’ve also taken her sightseeing, showed her the lighthouses, and even endured shopping as she’d needed clothes. However, it all is worth it when it comes to Alison.

Holding her tight, I stayed in place enjoying her in my arms as she still slept. Normally by now, she’s awake. The only other time I’ve known her to sleep in is the day after our wedding. Since then I’ve learned she wakes when the sun comes up.

Nearly right as the sun is peeking over the horizon. One morning, I even sat with her on the deck facing the ocean to watch as the sky lightening with its morning glow