Page 69 of Guarded Obsession


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“Oh, my...” I said, wrapping my fingers around his cock. “Someone’s excited.”

He gripped my hips and slid me atop his body.

“You evil little vixen,” he said, moving my body so my core was positioned at the head of his cock. “Your pussy tastes too good.”

“You really liked that?” I asked, biting my lip.

“I fucking loved it.” He pressed the head of his cock to my opening, circling it around as desire flared in his eyes. “I could eat you all fucking day, Alexis.”

Pressing my palms to his pecs, I used the leverage to push me toward his cock.

“Let me get a condom, baby—”

“No,” I said, so fucking turned on by having his smooth skin againstmine. “No more condoms.”

Concern entered his eyes. “You could get pregnant, sweetheart.”

“Yes,” I said, pushing further, feeling him ease inside me slightly. “This is how babies are made. Good job.”

He smiled and shook his head on the pillow. “You’re infuriating. You know that, right?”

“I have a pretty good idea.” I pressed further and his hands tightened on my hips, stilling me.

“I’m being serious, princess. Are you ready for me to get you pregnant? That’s a big step.”

I took him deeper, my mouth falling open with ecstasy as he inched inside me. “I’m so ready...” Pressing my thumb to his bottom lip, I caressed it as I whispered, “I love you so much.”

Nick slid inside me, my pussy wet from the recent orgasm and ready to take him. He drew my thumb inside his mouth, sucking it as he began to fuck me. The image was so hot, my body shuddered as I began to move my hips. He circled his cock inside me, his eyes closing as he moaned.

“Feeling you like this...skin to skin...Jesus, Alexis, you feel so good...”

I lifted higher, pressing my palms to his chest so I could fuck him harder. His hips jackknifed into mine, the rhythm hard and steady as he hit a spot deep within that sent shards of pleasure to every cell in my body.

His broad hands grabbed my hips, guiding me as he lifted me up and down, the sounds of our sweaty skin echoing off the walls each time we collided.

“Yeah, baby,” he rasped, his hands moving me at a furious pace atop his body. “I’m going to come in that tight little hole. You’re going to take it all, aren’t you?”

“Come inside me,” I groaned, my head falling back with pleasure. “Oh,fuck!”

A loud groan leapt from his throat, and he began to come. I could feel the tiny jets pulsing inside me, coating every part of my deepest place with his essence. He pressed deep, as if he wanted to mark me with his release and brand me ashis.

“That’s right, baby,” he breathed, his body still jerking as he released inside me. “Milk me like that. Good fucking girl...”

His hips bucked several more times before his hands fell from my hips and he released a long, slow breath. Tossing his arm over his eyes, he groaned.

“I’m dead. That’s it. Please put flowers on my grave.”

Laughing, I splayed over his body, spreading my fingers over his heart. “Don’t joke about that. I need you. You probably just knocked me up.”

Sighing, he slid his fingers under my chin and lifted my face to gaze into my eyes. “That wasveryirresponsible of us.”

Grinning, I nipped his pec. “I’m just ensuring youactuallymarry me. Or, I guess I can just be your mafia baby mama. Whatever you prefer.”

“I prefer fucking you with nothing between that tight little pussy and my dick,” he growled. “And of course, I’m going to marry you. I just need to buy a ring and plan the proposal. You deserve the best, princess.”

“I have the best,” I said, cuddling into him and resting my cheek on his chest. “The rest is a bonus.”

His hand stroked my hair as we recovered.