“I want it.”
I growled at her acceptance even though I was certain she didn’t know exactly what I was offering. For now, I’d let my touch do all the communicating. I held her tits, kneading and pinching them as I sucked on one nipple, then the other until she was writhing and begging.
I slid down her body, my lips kissing her belly where our child grew. Then I pushed her legs open and settled my shoulders between them.
“I’m going to make you come so hard, Anne.”
She let out a frustrated groan. “Promises, promises.”
That’s my woman.My lips twitched upward at her banter. I rewarded her by diving into her sweet pussy. Her hips rocked against my mouth. I gave her everything I had with my lips and tongue, with my heart.
“Oh God, Bran.” She gripped my head, holding me against her like she didn’t want me to stop. I didn’t ever want to stop.
“Come Anne. Come and let me drink your sweet juices.” I slid my finger inside her as I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked hard.
“Bran!” she screamed out my name, making me feel like the luckiest bastard in the world. Her body went taut and then shook and convulsed as her orgasm consumed her.
I stayed with her, drawing out her pleasure. “Mine,” I murmured.
I moved up her body, the words I wanted to tell her a jumble in my head and unable to articulate. Maybe the gesture of paying her now would be enough for her to understand. The arrangement wasn’t standing between us anymore. Maybe from now on, we could be like a normal couple.
I lay over her, my fingers brushing along her cheeks, pink from passion. She was so fucking beautiful.
Her eyes fluttered open. “You’re full of surprises today.”
I nestled my dick against her pussy, wanting desperately to be inside her. “Is that okay?”
She nodded. Again, confusion showed in her eyes. Just tell her, Bran.
Instead, I took her hands, lifting them over her head. Watching her, I slipped my dick inside her, loving how her eyes clouded in passion as I filled her. Seeped inside her, I stilled, wanting to savor this moment. We were one. Not just the two of us, but with our child as well.
Her fingers squeezed mine, making me believe she was with me. That she felt the intensity of this moment as well. I dipped my head and kissed her. Slowly I rocked, taking my time. I planned to be here forever, loving her with my body, my heart.
She sighed and arched, exposing her lovely neck. I trailed my lips there, lightly sucking, not caring if I marked her. The world needed to know she was taken. She was mine even if I was too chicken-shit to claim her.
Together we moved like a song. It was perfection.
“Bran,” she said in a gasp. She was close. I didn’t want to deny her and yet, I wasn’t ready for this moment to end.
“Stay with me, Anne…just a little longer.”
I slowed down despite my dick’s insistence that I speed up. I sank inside her, stilling so I could feel her pussy walls massaging my dick. Then I’d slowly withdraw, her pussy gripping by dick like it was trying to pull me back in.
“Do you like this, Anne? Do you like how I make you feel?”
“Yes.”
Do you love me?
“Do you, Bran? Do you like how I make you feel?”
I smiled, loving how she could banter back even in the throes of passion. “Yes. I love it, Anne.” I love you.
I dipped my head, sucking her nipple into her mouth. Her pussy clamped around my dick and my control waned. I gave nature free rein, letting our bodies do what they wanted.
“Yes, Bran…yes.”
Emboldened by her words, I fucked…no, I made love to her until she cried out my name and her orgasm rocked through her. When her pussy gripped mine, I let go, surrendering to pleasure.