TAKE TWO_ Who says you can't ma - Heather M. Orgeron Page 0,80
“It makes me feel all primitive and caveman-like. I can’t even explain it.”
“I love it when you go all caveman on me.”
Liam
Checkmate.
This woman is the embodiment of temptation. How can she not see the affect she has over me? My God, I crave her like an addict—every hit leaving me wanting… needing more. Her obvious insecurity is hitting on a personal level—bringing to light the realization that I must not be doing enough to show her how desired she is.
Well, it ends tonight.
I’ll take my time, worshiping every inch of her body, leaving no spot untouched. There’ll be no question in that pretty head of hers by night’s end that this pregnancy has done nothing to curb my need for her. That I want her more now than ever.
I dip a hand between her thighs, gliding two fingers through her slick folds, a slight tease that I find isn’t really needed. She’s so wet for me already. I coat my fingers with her arousal before thrusting them inside. Her insecurity seemingly forgotten, she begins to tremble in my hold. My dick hardens as she whimpers and writhes, grinding her swollen clit against my palm as I slide in and out of her warm channel. Her long nails bite into my shoulders, and she murmurs a string of garbled Spanish into my ear.
Fuck, she knows how wild that makes me. Desire rages like a wildfire as it hurtles through my veins, heating my blood.
Nya’s entire body tenses and spasms as her walls begin to collapse around my fingers. She’s so close already. I almost can’t bring myself to do it—almost.
Without warning, I withdraw, holding her climax hostage.
My wife’s hand curls around my wrist as she attempts to guide my fingers back to finish the job. “¿Qué chingados?” What the fuck?
“Tell me.” I glide my tongue along the column of her throat, trying to keep her teetering on the edge. I have every intention of finishing what we started…after I’ve made use of the leverage I suddenly hold over her.
“Put your fingers back inside of me.” She doesn’t hesitate to tell me exactly what she wants. Pride swells in my chest. Fuck, but I’ve trained her well.
“I know what you want, darlin’.” I reach out, pinch her nipple and lightly tug. “And I intend to give it to you.” I rub the tip of my painfully hard cock along her slit, barely resisting the urge to slip inside. “But first, I want you to tell me what I’ve been dying to know.”
“Huh?” She’s so damn sexy, all wanton and flushed, her brows crinkled with confusion.
I bring my lips to her ear. “Pink or blue?”
“Are you fucking serious right now?” she growls, shoving me away. She’s so angry that if she had a weapon, I’d be running the opposite direction.
She doesn’t, so I nod. “’Fraid so.” The frustration in her features lets me know I’ve got her right where I want her. Victory is within my grasp—so close I can almost taste it.
Then, as quickly as it came on, the tides begin to turn. Right before my eyes, her irritation transforms to something else entirely. With a devilish gleam aimed right at me, she trails a hand along her body, settling it between her thighs, refusing to be bested. The other lifts to tease one pert nipple. Watching her manicured nails tweak that rosy bud has heat pooling in my groin. I could come from the sight alone.
Checkmate.
My dick nearly explodes as her head falls back and her lips part. Her body heaves with each labored breath as the little siren makes it clear she intends to finish what I started, with or without my assistance.
Fisting my swollen cock, I begin to pump in slow deliberate strokes while studying my wife as she indulges herself. It’s without a doubt the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. “Fuck, baby. That’s so hot.” My voice is gravelly, thick with need.
Her hungry eyes drop to the hand gliding up and down my hard length. She lets out a soft mewl and begins to work her fingers faster. “Ay Dios mío…” Oh, my God.
I’m harder than steel when her whimpers turn to full-fledged moans and her eyes start rolling back in her head. I can’t take it anymore. I can hardly remember why we’re pleasuring ourselves instead of each other. Oh, yeah… because I’m a fucking idiot. Removing her hand from her pussy, I replace her fingers with my own.