Baby Makes Three

I pulled his shirt off and spread my fingers all over his chest, leaning to his neck. I left a line of wet kisses over it, enjoying his grunts of pleasure, just as his hands slipped under my shirt and reached the clasp of my bra, quick to undress me. I straightened myself up to let him take my blouse off along with my bra, reveling in his eyes on me.

“I can’t take my eyes off of you.”

His words and the way he looked at me induced some indescribable feeling that was unlike anything I had felt with him so far. It went beyond attraction or this intensified lust, but I had no time to pinpoint it because his hands moved to my breasts, doing exactly what I desired.

Never taking his eyes off my breasts, he rubbed my nipples with his thumbs, and juices poured out of my mound, soaking my panties. My nipples rose to meet him, hardening under his sensual touch.

“Yes, Anderson.”

His mouth landed on my nipple, wrapping around it greedily, and my breath hitched in my throat. I threaded my fingers through his hair, rubbing myself against his rigid cock, needing this friction to soothe the fast throbbing of my core.

I lowered my hand to his crotch and palmed it. “Take off your jeans,” I told him.

He didn’t waste time doing it, getting rid of the rest of his clothes in no time. I got to my knees in between his widespread legs and brought my mouth to the head of his cock.

“Now it’s my turn to taste you,” I told him, our gazes fixed.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head when my lips connected with his cock, a hiss leaving his mouth. “Joanna…”

He fisted his hands when I took his whole size into my mouth, surprised I was able to do so. I was surprised myself. Since he was long and thick, I had wondered if I was going to be able to take it all inside. His widened eyes now looked at me in awe, and my insides warmed.

I moved slowly at first then more quickly, relishing in the power I had over him. His hands pressed into my head and led me up and down, suggesting the tempo he needed, and I added my tongue into play.

“You’re so good.” Another curse escaped his lips before he brought me up to my feet. “Let’s take this to my bedroom.”

He ushered me into his bedroom and closed the door, giving me a once-over that brought blush to my cheeks. “Those jeans are not needed at the moment.”

He closed the distance between us and slammed his lips against mine, his hands working on the zipper of my jeans in frenzy. In a matter of seconds, I was completely naked, our bodies molding against each other perfectly as our lips danced together.

“Now it’s my time to pleasure you,” he said into my lips, our quick breaths mixing together. “On all fours,” he told me, pointing at the edge of his king size bed.

I felt flutters in my stomach as I did what I was told, impatient to feel his mouth on me. He knelt on the floor right behind me and grabbed my butt, bringing his mouth right to my clit.

“Oh…” My loud moan ripped through the air, followed by a series of grunts when he started sucking me. I fist

ed my hands on the sheets, writhing against him. “Anderson… Don’t stop. It’s so good.”

My words spurred him to suck me faster, right before he brought his fingers to my hole. He pushed two digits inside, penetrating me fully at once.

“Yes!” I screamed and started rocking my hips back and forth, rather restless.

He fingered me fast, bringing sweet pleasure that spread everywhere in me. My juices trickled down my thighs as his fingers increased their pace, joined by another digit. My mind was in a daze, my world clouding with the upcoming orgasm. He was too good, and I was quickly growing addicted to this. I was growing addicted to him.

“Come,” he ordered me. “Come right now.” His lips pressed roughly against my throbbing clitoris, which pushed me over the edge.

“Anderson!”

Gripping the sheets through my climax, I was barely able to breathe as my whole body convulsed.

He licked the juices off my thighs. “I just love your taste, Joanna. Come on. Let’s make you come one more time.”

“I can’t believe this. It feels amazing. Ah…”

I rocked my hips hard when I neared a new orgasm, feeling rapturous. I called his name again and again as his mouth worked on my clit, sucking it deliciously, and I came violently.

“Anderson! Yes!”

I screamed into the sheets, my legs shuddering, feeling a high like never before. He moved to grab a condom from his nightstand and sheathed himself with it.