“I love it so much when you call me that. Every time it’s a reminder of how different you see me from the rest of the world. That I’m not all coldness. With you, I burn brighter. I feel it in my veins.”
A rush of emotion hits me hard in the center of my chest. Fuck, I knew I had been obsessed with her, an addiction I never wanted to quit, but it’s far beyond that. I love this woman, and every inch of her belongs to me.
A feat I know no other man could accomplish, and I will relish in the fact that I’m finally here, between her spread thighs, with her eyes and smile shining.
Her hand comes to my cheek. She has a fascination with touching my face, and I love the fuck out of it.
“I want to feel you everywhere,” Naomi tells me. I’m already guiding the head of my cock to her opening. It’s dripping with cum for her.
“You know how long I’ve been waiting for this.” It feels like an eternity. Not just to have her body but most importantly her heart.
“I didn’t know it, but I’d been waiting too.” I slowly push into her, her snug pussy gripping hold of me.
“You’re tight,” I say through clenched teeth.
“But I can take it. With you I can take anything.” Her words are whispered and filled with truth. I let myself sink fully into her.
A small gasp leaves her, her hand gripping my shoulders, a slight bite of her nails digging in. It makes my cock jerk inside of her, and a small orgasm leaves me, spilling into her. How the fuck am I going to last?
I hover over her, not moving, letting her body get used to the feel of mine inside of her. Naomi’s tongue comes out, sweeping across her bottom lip, and it’s too much. I lean down and suck it into my mouth, making her hips buck. I slowly begin to move, thrusting in and out of her. It’s the sweetest torture.
Naomi kisses me back, her body starting to rock with mine. When I lift my mouth from hers, a moan leaves her.
“Oh, I think I like this.” If I wasn’t hanging on by a thread, my control slipping, I’d laugh at how shocked she sounds. “Come here.” She yanks me down for another kiss, but this time she breaks it, turning my head slightly so that her mouth can trail along my neck, licking and sucking.
“Fuck.” A small groan leaves me. “I knew you would feel like this.” Naomi tilts her hips up, meeting my thrusts. Her mouth latches on to my neck, sucking, little moans still coming from her.
“Pax, I think, I think?—”
“You’re going to come for me, sunshine?” She nods her head, no longer able to form words. Her need only adds fuel to mine. I plan to worship her for the rest of my life. To nurture every need she will ever have.
Her hips begin to thrust erratically, and I swallow her moans with a ravenous kiss. The way she kisses me back is my undoing; unabashed pleasure hits me, and Naomi’s pussy locks around my cock.
I break the kiss, a loud groan ripping from me. My name pours from Naomi’s lips as she comes with me. Hot spurts spill from my cock deep inside of her. When Naomi’s teeth sink into my neck, another shot of pleasure leaves me, and I come again. Her pussy flutters around me, welcoming every bit of my release deep inside of her. The thought of her round with my child does nothing to quell my need for her.
Naomi wraps her arms and legs around me, her whole body clinging to me, her face still buried in my neck. I close my eyes and soak it in, knowing that I’ll never betray her trust. What I have here is precious and rare, and I’ll destroy anyone who thinks they can hurt her or take her from me.
Chapter Twenty-Four
NAOMI
Idebate what to do next, lying very still. When I feel a slight brush across my nose, I snap out to snag his hand, but he catches mine around the wrist. I open my eyes and fight a slight smile. It’s not only about what Paxton is doing but also that he’s been getting along with my brothers and is now participating in the sneaking-up-on-me game.
“That’s not fair,” I tell him.
I sleep deeper when he’s with me. I’m sure it’s because it gives me comfort or a sense of protection. But it also has to be the orgasms. The man is far too good at giving them. The orgasms are always so intense that the rest of the world tends to fall away, leaving only Paxton and the pleasure.
“I didn’t even manage to get it.” I take the sticker from his finger and put it on his nose.
“You know they want to hunt today.”
“I do.” He leans down and presses his mouth to mine. “Don’t love the idea of a game around three boys hunting you down.”
“It’s fun.” I’m sure it’s not a game other families play, but we enjoy it. As they get older, it gets more challenging, and a few rules have to be adjusted.
“If you say so.” He kisses my neck, nuzzling me there. Paxton’s mouth is always soft and sweet on me. I try to do the same, but I have this strange habit of biting him. It’s not hard, but it’s like a compulsion.
It’s been a couple of days since we had sex for the first time, and I find myself wanting it all the time. I have gone from never thinking about sex to it now popping into my mind often and during times it shouldn’t.
