Flawed Heart: House Of Obsidian - Bella Jewel Page 0,65

up, running his thumb over my swollen bottom lip and then he growls low in his throat, backing me to the closest thing he can lean me against, which is a table. He presses a hand to my chest and pushes me down. “I need to taste your cunt. I’ve missed how sweet you are.”

I shiver as he hikes my dress up and then discards my lacy panties in a matter of seconds. Then he lifts my knees, pushing me back so he can place my heeled feet over his shoulders. “You look so fuckin’ hot right now. There’s a good chance I’ll come in my pants before I even get to fuck you.”

I shiver and bite my bottom lip as he reaches down, swiping his finger up my pussy and collecting my juices. He brings it to his mouth and sucks, eyes flaring with need. Then he brings his mouth down, closing his lips around my clit and sucking with the same force I just used on his cock. Oh. God. I moan his name over and over as I buck my hips into his needy lips.

“Max, oh God.”

He sucks hard, drawing my swollen nub in and out of his mouth, teasing it, taunting it, until I can take no more. When I’m right on the edge, he slides his finger into my pussy and starts fucking me with a force that should hurt, but it doesn’t. It feels so fucking good. “Max, I’m coming,” I scream to the ceiling as my hips buck and I explode around him.

He moves fast after that, sliding his finger from my greedy depths and taking my trembling body, flipping me over so I’m on my hands and knees on the table. He runs his finger down my ass, dipping it into my pussy again, before growling, “You, like this? Fuck you’re hot. Those heels, this cunt . . .”

“Please,” I beg.

“It’s going to be hard, so fucking hard.”

“Yes,” I whimper.

He pulls his finger out and replaces it with his dick, curling a hand around my hip. Then he slams inside. I gasp and a strangled cry is torn from my lips as I’m filled with him. Yes, oh God yes. He starts fucking me hard, hips slamming against my ass, balls slapping against my pussy. Fuck, it feels amazing. So damned good.

“I’ve missed this so much,” he grunts, squeezing my hip. “You feel so good. Your pussy is made for my dick.”

“Harder, Max,” I scream. “God dammit, fuck me harder.”

“Jesus,” he groans, and then he fucks me harder.

Yes, he fucks me on that table as if it’s the last time we’ll get to be with each other. He makes it count. He makes it epic. I come around him so hard I’m sure my world goes white for a second or two before I feel him jerk his cock out and explode against my ass, hot come running between my cheeks. It’s so erotic; in fact, it’s the best sex I’ve ever had with Max.

We stay like that for a good long while, both of us catching our breath, then Max cleans me up and helps me off the table. He pulls my back into his chest and wraps an arm around my belly. “That was fucking hot, Blue Belle.”

“You’re telling me,” I murmur, tangling my fingers in his.

“As much as I’d love to stand here and be with you all night, I have to get to this fight.”

“Will you come back to me sweaty and ready to play again?”

He chuckles. “Always baby.”

He spins me around and kisses my lips, soft but quick, before letting me go and winking at me.

Then he’s gone.

And my heart explodes with happiness.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

THEN – ANABELLE

I’m numb.

Totally numb.

The words are replaying over and over in my head like a nightmare.

It can’t be true. Not right now. Not when things are bad. This was meant to happen during the happiest moments of our lives, not the worst.

“Miss, are you there?”

“Y-y-y-yes.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m . . . are you sure?”

“The levels are very strong, and we can’t be one hundred percent sure until we do an ultrasound, but yes, it’s looking very positive.”

“Thanks,” I whisper, hanging up.

I’m pregnant.

Pregnant.

I’m going to have a baby with a man who can’t even stand being in the same room as me. Not only that but he is drinking, doing drugs and gambling. How can he possibly be the father that I always wanted him to be? I don’t know what to do. Why the