“Yessss,” he hissed, and he released his hands to grip the sheets instead.
She kissed the head of his cock and licked the precum there, before covering it with her mouth and sucking.
His hips pushed up, but she tapped his leg. He wasn’t in charge right now. He groaned and his ass clenched.
She continued sucking and licking him, her hands rubbing his cock or caressing his balls, until he shook his head. “Not like this. I want to be inside you.”
After a final suck, she let go with a soft pop and, within moments, he’d reversed their positions.
His eyes looked like a brewing summer storm, dark and ready to let go but holding back. He kissed her hard, then his hands were everywhere.
Her bustier came off, her panties torn off, the garter and stockings following quickly. Then he tossed one of her legs over his shoulder and put his mouth to her center. Now it was her hips thrusting into his mouth, her hands fisting in his hair, urging him, guiding him.
She was close, sooooo close, when he pulled back and she groaned in frustration. But a moment later, his cock was inside her and she sighed.
He’d threatened to fuck her hard over a desk earlier, but now he fucked her hard on a very sturdy bed.
“Come, my queen. Becca, come for me.”
She wrapped both legs around his waist, her hands going to her breasts to tease her nipples, and she came, her mouth open in a silent scream.
He continued to fuck her, thrusting, and thrusting, and thrusting, until he tossed his head back and came inside her in pulsing waves.
She was still throbbing when he finally collapsed on top of her, giving her a long kiss and a few slow thrusts.
When he finally slid out of her and rolled to the side, he lowered his hand to cover her core, holding in what he’d left behind and gently caressing her.
She hadn’t wanted to think too much about getting pregnant again. If it happened, it happened. But this was a more deliberate statement she hadn’t expected.
Gazing into his eyes, she wanted their child, even if she wasscared of having another miscarriage. So, in that bed owned by a former president in a guest room in the White House, she reached down and covered his hand with one of hers too.
He sucked in another breath, then leaned over and kissed her softly for a long time. Eventually, they rose and cleaned themselves up. He slipped on some boxers, she slipped on a nightgown and panties, and they went to bed, entwined together.
eighteen
ALEXANDER
Los Angeles, California
United States of America
“Welcome to Hollywood,” Anda greeted them as they arrived at the massive house where they were all staying. “Hope you like it here. Security-wise, it was the best we could find for rent near L.A.”
Alex greeted them both, then looked up at the house, the bright sky, and the surrounding view before heading inside the calm and cool mansion.
By the look of joy on her face, Rebecca was loving it. “It’s wonderful. Is it far to Montecito? I’ve spoken to our friends there, and we’re to have a discreet dinner with them tonight.”
“Depends on traffic, but I’d guess less than two hours,” Anda replied and glanced at Ethan, who nodded.
“I’ll ask Bash to coordinate the security for it. Anda and I are coming too?”
Alex nodded. “They’re keen to speak with you especially, Anda.”
Anda winked. “Naturally. I am a fabulous actress after all.”
“Among other things,” Ethan teased.
“They don’t know about that.”
