Baby Makes Three

“Don’t move. I want to take you from behind,” he told me.

His hands felt my ass, his loving touch a prelude to his hard penetration. Holding my hips in place, he impaled me on his cock, sending his whole size into me right away.

“This is something else,” he muttered behind me and started moving, our ragged breaths mixing together. “Your pussy is so tight and soft, and I can’t get enough of it.”

Soon he picked up his pace, and everything else stopped to exist but this man right here and these things he created in me. He managed to erase all bad feelings and fill the space with lust, pleasure, and bliss, each thrust hard and rewarding.

My heart threatened to burst when he flipped me around and placed my legs over his shoulders, entering me deeper than ever before. Our eyes locked, silently communicating with each other as he pounded into me like he was chasing something—something that was almost there but not quite yet.

“You’re beautiful.” His wrapped his fingers around my breast and kneaded it, bringing his other hand to my mound. “I never felt this way before.” His thumb rubbed my clit in circles, pushing me closer to an orgasm.

“Please,” I begged him.

“Please, what?”

“Make me come.”

“Always.”

A few moments later, I was riding on another wave of high, my vision blurred, and he followed, pushing himself to the brim before he stilled.

None of us said a word for a while, our warm bodies doing the talking instead.

CHAPTER 11

Joanna

I woke up with a start when I felt something warm on my nipple. I wasn’t even aware of when I had dozed off, but ecstasy replaced my brief confusion when I found Anderson kissing my skin.

“What are you doing?” I muttered.

“It seems that I really can’t get enough of you. Come on. Let’s take a shower together.”

He led me to his huge bathroom with a shower and a tub and went straight for the shower. He pulled me under the current of the hot water, which felt more than amazing, energizing me.

“Since you’ve been a little tense, I wanted to do this for you.” He turned me around and took the shower gel, but instead of just rubbing it on my skin before rinsing, he started massaging me.

“Oh, that is…” I purred, closing my eyes when he pressed the spot that was extremely tense.

“Good?”

“Amazing.”

He let out a low chuckle. “Just relax and let me take care of you.”

He continued his massage, but then his touch turned sensual, stirring fire in me that begged to be doused. He began soaping me, his fingers sliding over my pussy and chest skillfully, and I couldn’t wait to get him inside of me.

I faced him and took soap. “Now it’s my turn.”

I went over every plane and crevice of his body before we rinsed each other, ready to be taken right here and now.

“Anderson?”

“Hm?”

“Make love to me.”

He picked me up and pressed me against the tiles, probing my entrance with his rock-hard manhood. His lips pressed against mine when he started moving, giving me exactly what I had yearned for.