But I don’t want to explode too soon. And the way she’s looking right now already has me on edge.
She takes my cock in her mouth.
Fuuuuuck.
She stares up at me as she sucks the tip, working my base with her hand, completely in control. Any protests or thoughts become meaningless as she takes the lead.
All I can do is stare down, captivated, completely lost to this perfect woman. She massages my balls with her free hand, working me into a frenzy. I curl my toes, fighting to stay in control as a thick wave of hunger surges up my shaft.
She leans back, wet lips twitching into a knowing smile.
“I need your pussy, Ava,” I snarl.
She keeps rubbing my dick, slower now, taunting, tempting. “Say it again.”
“Ineedyour body,” I growl. “I fucking need to feel you wrapped around me.”
She finally lets go and crawls up the bed, her legs spread, flashing me her pink, swollen slit. Her folds part, strings of wetness clinging as her body spreads for me.
“Just remember,” she murmurs.
“I know, angel,” I say huskily, climbing onto the bed. “I’ll take it slow. At first.”
She moans as I hold myself over her with one hand, reaching between us to grip my cock. Her eyes snap open wide when I guide my aching tip to her entrance, pushing forward with my hips slightly, testing her.
She wraps her arms around me, sinking her fingernails into my back.
“You’re so.” I push in a little. “Fucking.” More, more. “Perfect.”
She buries her face in my neck, biting down.
CHAPTER 15
AVA
Ibite down on his neck, tasting salt, feeling his firm muscles pressing against my teeth like he’s going to snap them. He’s halfway inside of me, his huge, hard dick pushing against my walls, making them sizzle and tingle with each inch he drives inside of me.
I let go of his neck, but keep my mouth close, letting his body catch my moans so we don’t wake our baby.
I’m fucking the father of my child.
The thought punches through me, somehow adding to the pleasure. Just like when he kissed my stretch marks and praised my extra curves… it makes each shimmer deeper, penetrate more parts of me.
He leans back, giving me a view of his muscled chest, his eyes focused on me and me alone. I look down between our bodies, at the mess of his wet, massive dick gliding deeper and deeper.
Soon, he’s all the way in. I gasp as my walls readjust around him. There’s an extra, tingling sting after pregnancy. But it’s not painful. It’s almost like it’s adding to the pleasure.
I didnotexpect that.
“Rub those tits for me,” he snarls.
My hands snap to obey him immediately. I push them together, kneading my own flesh, feeding on the hunger in his face. He stares down as if he’s hypnotized, pulling out of me slowly at the same time, then grinding back in with the same torturous tempo.
He hunches over, bringing his mouth to my breast, biting softly, then sucking my nipple. I moan at the combined pleasure, his thick shaft filling me completely, his pubic bone grinding against my clit, and his mouth making my nipple tingle and ache.
“Fuck,” he growls, pumping his hips faster.
I push against his abs, and he slows immediately.
