One Moment Please: A Surprise Pregnancy Standalone (Wait With Me #3) - Amy Daws Page 0,50
dick back then.”
“Is that right?” I murmur with smirk. “And now?”
She gets a bemused expression. “Now I’m comfortable enough to tell you it’s like a river down there sometimes…is that normal, you think?”
I have to look away to stop myself from laughing before I reply, “At this stage, it’s very normal…especially if it’s me you’re thinking about that makes you wet.”
“Oh, goody.” She wiggles her hips with need, and I pump in and out, slowly adding one more finger. She cries out when I stroke her G-spot, her hand covering mine as she falls back onto the bed and squirms with desire.
Possessiveness takes hold of me for a moment. I love that she’s on my bed, mostly naked, panting, and riding my hand like it’s hers. I could watch her like this for hours, but I want more. “If you think my fingers feel good, wait till you see what I can do with my tongue.”
Her eyes open as I lower myself onto the floor between her legs. I slide her panties off and spread her legs wide. My dick nearly bursts at the seams when I gaze at her sex, bare and glistening with desire.
“I can’t fucking wait to taste you,” I groan, placing her legs on my shoulders.
I press my lips to her pussy and suck. She groans out her shock, and I release her and swipe my tongue over her clit, flicking back and forth and up and down, over and fucking over. Her hands thread through my hair, lightly scratching my scalp and sending shivers down my spine. I nip and kiss and lick her into a frenzy. She’s so worked up, her thighs begin to squeeze tightly around my head so all I can hear is my own heartbeat and her muffled cries.
I bring my hand up to press a finger inside her, finger-fucking her G-spot before clamping down on her clit and sucking again. Harder this time. She screams, her sudden release surprising both of us as her body tightens around my fingers like a vise grip. I relish the sensation of her responsiveness to my touch.
Once she’s stopped trembling, her legs relax and fall off my shoulders. I stand to remove my pants as her eyes flutter open, her lashes dark around her chocolate gaze as she stares at me fisting my cock in front of her.
Biting her lip, she stands and grabs my shoulders, turns me around, and pushes me down to the bed so I’m lying on my back.
“Medically speaking, we don’t need condoms, right?” she asks, her voice deep and husky, causing my dick to thicken with need. “I mean it’s not like I can get pregnant twice.”
“That would be a medical anomaly,” I reply, my eyes caressing her naked body as she moves to straddle me.
“And I think it’s safe to assume we’re both clean,” she says it like a statement, and I nod as she slides her wet slit over my erection.
“Squeaky clean,” I croak, grabbing her thighs and inhaling sharply as she wraps her fingers around my cock and positions my tip at her entrance.
“Good, because I’ve always wanted to try this.” Her eyes close as she lifts herself and sinks down onto me.
“Fuuuuck,” I growl as her slick heat wraps me like a cocoon.
My hands dig into her legs as my body attempts to recover from the sensation overload. I’ve never been bare with a woman. I was always a freak about condoms even when I was younger. And I’ve never been with a woman long enough to discuss condom-free sex, so this is a new experience for me on many levels.
She lies down on me, her breasts teasing my chest as her fragrant hair falls into my face. I reach up and brush the strands back, watching her face as she grinds her hips on me.
“You like this?” I ask, my voice gruff as I move my hands to her hips and feel her ride me. “Being bare and feeling every inch of me?”
“Yes,” she gasps, pressing her hands to my chest to steady herself as she rolls her hips on me.
“I could fuck you like this for hours.” I glance down at her bouncing tits as I reach around and squeeze her ass in my palms.
God, she’s sexy. She’s sexy, and she’s here, and she’s mine, and I want to hear her scream. I plant my feet on the bed and hold her hips tightly as I thrust up.