She groaned and closed her eyes. “Do you think we could do this with the lights off?”
I shook my head. “No. I want to see all of you. Just how you are. I want to remember you just like this.” I wasn’t getting any younger, and this might be the only time Royal would be pregnant.
With my baby.
I pressed kisses all over her stomach and my hands released her wrists. “Keep your hands there. I want to taste every inch of you.”
“Marco,” she moaned.
I wanted to touch and taste every inch of her at once. My hands roamed over her body while my head moved down her stomach and over her mound. I moved off the foot of the bed, and grabbed her ankles. I pulled her to the edge, spread her legs. and without warning, my tongue slipped through the folds of her pussy, and I tasted her sweet desire.
Her hands moved and her fingers delved into my hair. “Oh, my God,” she moaned. Her hips raised, and I buried my face in her pussy. My tongue flicked her clit, and a guttural moan ripped from her lips.
“Tell me what you want, Royal,” I mumbled against her.
“You, Marco. I want you.” She let out a cry when I spread the lips of her pussy and sucked in her clit. “I need you.”
Her words urged me on. I wanted her, too. I needed her even more.
She pressed her heels into the bed and thrust her hips up. My fingers plunged in and out of her while my tongue teased, licked, and caressed her clit.
“More, more,” Royal begged. “I need more.”
My fingers sped up, and my tongue swirled around her clit. Her hands tugged on my hair, and she screamed my name.
Her body shook and sang for me.
She finally sagged back onto the bed and panted.
I wiped her sweet juices from my chin and stood up. I looked down at her with absolute need pumping through my veins. “I want all of you, Royal. I need to know what you feel like wrapped around my dick.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Please. Take me.”
I slipped inside her and fought the urge to come.
Holy fucking shit.
The walls of her pussy contracted around me, basically sucking me in. I pulled out and pounded back into her.
For a second, I worried that her stomach would cause some maneuvering problems, but it didn’t. Everything was fine.
No.
Everything was fucking perfect.
“Don’t leave me, Marco,” she pleaded. “Please don’t leave me.”
Her words hit me right in the heart. I would never leave Royal. She was mine now, and always would be.
A sob escaped her lips, and she slammed her eyes shut.
“Come for me, mio amore. Come for me,” I urged her on.
The walls of her pussy squeezed tight around me, and my name ripped from her lips. I thrust deep and couldn’t hold it back anymore.
I came inside her while she screamed my name
This was it.