That word again.
I whip my T-shirt over my head, keeping her in my sights. And then I undo the button on my pants… slide down the zipper.
She’s lying there with her knees folded to one side. “You look awfully prim and proper,” I warn her. “I think we need to do something about that, don’t you?”
She stretches a little and unties the stings on her dress. She’s on her knees now. And then she shimmies the dress down– revealing her breasts, rounded abdomen, and surprisingly narrow hips. When she crawls out of it, all she’s wearing is a pink strapless bra and tiny little panties.
I’m familiar with her panties, but I haven’t had her like this. I haven’t had access to all her skin like this before.
Have I mentioned how fucking hard I am? And throbbing?
Even so, I’ve begun to analyze the situation. I’m pretty sure the baby’s head is on her left based on the size of the bump there. “You. Left side, I think.”
She licks her lips. I step out of my jeans. So much blood in my cock, my boxer briefs can’t keep it contained. She licks her lips again.
I get rid of the briefs too, still not taking my eyes off her.
When she turns onto her side, I crawl onto the bed behind her.
“Getting rid of this.” I unhook her bra, freeing those glorious breasts. “Are you always this lush? I’m just wondering, ’cause, you know,” I cover her with my palm and squeeze. “These are almost too good to be true.”
And then I pinch lightly. A little harder and she arches her back.
That’s my girl. My cock is nudging the top of her ass. I slide off her panties, she helps by bending her knees and using one foot to slide them down the sexiest God damn legs…
Skin to skin.
Nothing between us.
Nothing.
Not willing to release her nipple yet, I dip my other hand between her legs.
Wet. Soft. Every time for me. I know what she likes. I’m making little circles around her clit. She’s pushing into my hand. “Ah, babe. You’re so fucking beautiful.” She arches her back again. I want to take this slow, but I’ve already been waiting over a week.
“Please.” She moans. “Don’t make me wait, Colt.”
I lift her leg and hook it over my arm. My cock finds her opening easily, and I prod inside less than an inch. “This what you want, babe? This what you’ve been waiting for?”
The sensation of all that wet, warm heat is nearly my undoing. My mouth hovers by the shell of her ear. Breath hisses between my teeth. Hold on. I need to hold on.
“Yes,” she rasps. “You feel so good.” As much as she can, she’s pushing against me. “More.”
I oblige a few more inches. I’m halfway there. I pull out and then slide in again. Sweat’s beading my brow. The sensation is insane. Nothing between us.
“You okay?” I whisper. Last thing in the world I’ll do is hurt my girl.
“So okay. Oh, so very, very okay.”
I thrust hard. I’m balls deep. She gasps and clenches around me.
“Good?”
“So good, Colt. So fucking good.” We’re moving together now. My fingers knead her breast and I’m teasing her clit with my other hand. Both of us are close. I feel it.
She whimpers. Mews. Her muscles clench around my cock. “I’m trying to wait, babe.”
“No more waiting.” She pants.
