I can tell by her smirk that she knows every ounce of blood that was in my head is rushing to my dick.
“I actually don’t have words.” I kick off my shoes and strip down to my boxer briefs before meeting her in the center of the bed. I let my fingers gently trace around the cups, giving her goosebumps as I feel her heartbeat pick up. “When did you get this?”
“The other day when you were working out with Linc. I did a little baby shopping.”
“This doesn’t look like it’s for the baby.”
She shrugs in an ever-so-sexy way. “I meant to shop for the baby. But I walked past a store and saw this in the window…and...I don’t know…it called to me.”
“I’m so glad it did,” I say as I hook a finger in the barely tied together bow and unravel it, letting it spill open. Once her breasts fall from the fabric, I’m like a man possessed, shoving my face between them.
The only sounds coming from me now are the feral moans I let out as I bury my head between her tits. I’ve been obsessed with her—and these—from that first night. But pregnancy tits? Holy shit that was a new kink unlocked, and I’m not mad about it.
“Maddox,” Gabi cries out, her hands immediately grabbing onto my shoulders as I lick a line straight up between her breasts. “That feels so good.”
“You are so fucking sexy,” I say as I pull one of her peaked nipples in my mouth. I don’t mean to moan into her skin, butonce my free hand travels down to her pussy, which is absolutely already soaked for me, there is absolutely no holding it back. “How long have you been this wet for me?”
Her breathing is heavy as I work my finger in and out of her, her voice a low rasp as she answers me through the pleasure. “Since the car.”
“Did sucking my dick like that make you wet?”
“Yes,” she sighs out, her legs nearly giving out as I add a second finger. “I wanted you so badly.”
“You were sucking me so good, gorgeous.” I don’t stop working my fingers, but I make sure to keep my other hand around her waist, wanting her to stay upright for this, ensuring our eye contact never breaks. “You couldn’t stay away from my cock could you?”
“I couldn’t…I didn’t like her looking at you like that.”
“Was my gorgeous girl jealous?”
She shakes her head. “I didn’t like her looking at what’s mine.”
Mine. One word. One syllable. But that’s all I need to send me over the fucking cliff for this woman.
Because she’s right. I am hers. And she’s mine. In every sense of the fucking word.
I crash my lips to hers harder than I have probably ever kissed her before in my life. The force of it knocks both of us down on the bed, but neither of us mind. Her hands are in my hair and down my back, leaving marks as I kiss every inch of skin I can find. I do one more pass down her body, resisting a prolonged pit stop at her peaked nipple. Not that I couldn't spend all night there, I just have somewhere else I’d rather be.
I push off my boxer briefs as I move down, making sure to pay special attention to my favorite parts of her. Which is basically every part. But I love watching her writhe as my tongue circles her belly button, feeling her twitch as my hands grazeher waist. Hearing her sigh as I place open-mouthed kisses on each hip. This close, I need to taste her more than I need air to breathe.
I glance up to see her back slightly arched and her eyes hooded, already feeling every sensation between us as my fingers toy at her opening. My plan was to lick up every last drop of Gabi—craving her taste on my tongue—but with her words running on repeat in my head, I can’t wait another second. I do take one long lick, curling my tongue at her clit and giving her just a taste of the sensations she now knows so well, before I crawl back on top of her.
“You’re mine, Gabrielle.”
“Yes,” she says as she runs her fingers through my hair, holding my head close to her. “Yours.”
Our eyes stay locked as I glide into her with ease, harmonized groans leaving our bodies as I sink into her. I mean to take this slow, I really do, but I can’t help myself. Between looking at Gabi’s pregnant body taking my cock like only she can, the word “mine” on loop in my head, and the fact that I, without a doubt, am head over fucking heels in love with this woman, I can’t control myself.
“Do you know how magnificent you are? Every time you take my cock all I can think about is how perfect you are.”
“I love taking it. You fuck me so— Ah!”
There it is. That spot that flips her switch every time, always guaranteed to give her a toe-curling orgasm. “Yes, Gabrielle. Scream it. Scream how much you love taking me.”
“I…love…taking…your…cock.”
Every word is more breathless than the last.
“Fuck, Gabrielle,” I say as I grab one of her legs, bringing it up and around my hip to help her lower back. “I love you.”
