Capturing Hearts - Faleena Hopkins Page 0,8
that my heartbeat is throbbing deep in the walls of my pussy. He stares into my eyes, fierce and possessive, and thrusts into me slowly, so slowly I want to scream for him to go faster. He knows I want it harder. He knows I can’t take this. He wants me to beg. “You don’t like it slow?” His eyes challenge me.
“Whatever you want to do,” I whimper, the slipperiness of his smooth hard cock driving me insane.
“Tell me what you want!” he says with a ferocity that surprises me. It’s so hot.
“I want you to fuck me like it’s the last day on the planet and no one’s gonna survive,” I whisper.
His eyes dance with laughter. “Only you would say it like that, Freckles. How about this?” He rises up and takes my body with him, plunging into me in one amazing pump.
“Oh God, yes.”
“Or this?” He grabs my hips, carrying them up as he kneels and jerks his muscular hips, plunging into me hard with a swirl.
“YES!!”
He starts ramming me like there’s no tomorrow, his cock throbbing and growing harder and harder, the walls of my pussy quaking under the intense blows. The depth he reaches each and every time is pure ecstasy! I cry out as he hits a spot inside me that holds all of my emotions. He jumps off and picks me up, throws me onto the couch face down with a bounce. With one swift motion, he grabs my ass, pulls it up and plunges into me from behind, gripping me by the hips, his fingers digging in. I scream out, my body moving on it’s own, grinding on him. Our bodies slam into each other and undulate until we’re on the edge. As soon as he starts jerking and groaning, I moan loudly. The walls inside me shake, my wet pussy tightening again and again, bringing us both into Heaven. I rise up and move my hips harder. Brendan yells out and groans, shoving one last thrust in before he collapses onto my back, spent. We pant here like this as I whisper, “Welcome home.”
“Having you move in was the second best decision I’ve ever made,” he mumbles, barely able to talk.
On a catching breath, I say, “What was the first?”
He doesn’t answer, just reaches around and holds both of my breasts through my red bra. “I like this getup you’ve got going on here.”
“I couldn’t tell,” I smile.
He laughs and climbs off me. “Let me get you a towel. Hang on.” I watch him walk to the bathroom, thinking I have to tell him tonight.
I was late, took the test and it came out positive. I am pretty sure he’s going to be happy about it, but it’s a bit sooner than we planned on, that’s for sure. When we talked about children, it seemed like a far away concept. Well, it just got in-your-face close.
Brendan walks out of the bathroom with his pants zipped back up, carrying a towel in his hand. His eyes are shining and he’s looking at me like he’s a happy man. My heart skips as he rakes a hand through his hair and hands me the towel. There will never come a day when I don’t find him stunning in every way.
“Let’s go out tonight.”
“That’d be great,” I smile, thinking, This is perfect. I can tell him over dinner. “Let me just get dressed.”
He smirks. “What? You’re not wearing that?”
“Oh, I’ll wear this… under a dress.”
He whistles between his teeth. “I’ll be the only one who knows what you’re wearing under it.”
“That’s right. You’re that lucky.”
His eyes go thoughtful. “You might want to wear different shoes.”
“Oh?”
He nods.
“Okay then. You’re probably right. It’s hard to walk up the hills in these puppies.”
I come out in a black 1940’s style dress which works well with the fishnets, only now I’ve got on a very low pump with a round toe. “What do you think?”
He grins and kisses me as I walk to the door to meet him. “You might want to grab a thicker coat.”
I glance to him, my hands on a light jacket. Shrugging, I shift and pick up a heavier one. “This better?”
“Yeah, I don’t want you to get cold.”
“Thank you, handsome.” I rise on my toes and kiss him again. He touches his tongue gently to mine.
“You’re welcome, Freckles.”
After awhile in the car, I notice we’re driving pretty far. I’ve been planning how I’m going to break the news to him so I wasn’t paying