My dick twitches as I continue the journey, her dark eye makeup and red lips doing animalistic things to my body. I want her for more than tonight, but if she’s relegating this to one night, at least for now…
I want it all. Everything she has to give.
At her place, she bites her lip, then finally frees her own hands. “I want to ask you upstairs,” she murmurs.
My heart turns into a drum.
“Good,” I growl.
“But… you know I was pregnant only two months ago, right?”
“I’ll be careful, Ava,” I tell her.
“Are you going to disappear again if I do this?”
I lean across the car, smoothing one hand over her cheek while I grab her leg with my other hand. She makes the sexiest whimper as I guide my mouth to hers. The kiss is rough, hungry passion. She moans and pushes closer against me, then leans back, staring with glimmering eyes.
“I’m choosing to trust you,” she says.
“You canalwaystrust me now,” I tell her. “I swear.”
She rolls her eyes, clearly sticking to her just-for -tonight way of thinking about things. Then she wraps her arms around me and throws herself into another kiss. I push against her harder, urgency pumping through me, my cock growing solid and pulsing with precome in my pants.
She ends the kiss, turns to the door, looking at me over her shoulder. She doesn’t say anything else, but the message in her eyes is obvious…
Don’t make me regret this.
I sit on the edge of her bed, waiting as she puts Theo down. I wanted to help her do it, but she insisted she do it alone. When she appears in the bedroom door, I realize why…
Fuck.
She needed time to change. Well, not change. Get half undressed.
She appears in the doorway wearing nothing but her tights and her bra. My body responds with a furious swelling of desire, my end pushing so hard against my pants, it’s a miracle the zipper doesn’t bust.
I stand shaking as I approach her. She looks at me with a gorgeous flush creeping over her cheeks and down her neck, covering her ample, juicy tits.
“You’re even curvier than I remember,” I growl.
She looks away, shame coloring her cheeks crimson.
I reach forward and touch her chin, turning her gaze back to me. “Don’t you dare look embarrassed, beautiful,” I groan. “I love your extra curves. I love every change pregnancy has given you. Don’t believe me?” I take her hand, guide it to the front of my pants. “Feel what you do to me…”
She makes the sexiest whimpering noise, moving her hand up and down, gliding along my engorged length. The movement makes her tits sway with the movement.
I’m not made of steel. I lean forward, wrap my arm around her, and find her bra clasp. She gasps as it falls away, her heavy breasts spilling free.
“Fuck,”I growl, burying my face in them, pushing them together and sucking one nipple then the other.
Her breath catches.
“What’s wrong?” I snarl, keeping my mouth against her nipple.
“What if I… leak?”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I tell her. “No shame, Ava. The only thing that matters is, does it feel good?”
I suck her nipple greedily again, massaging the other between my thumb and forefinger. She gasps and arches her back, chasing the contact. “Better than good,” she admits.
