Secret Plunge - Jasmin Miller Page 0,40
look at Harper, her eyes are already on me, shimmering with unshed tears. Does she feel the same about the baby? Is her heart also expanding so two more people can fit? Because I’m in. All. In.
Sixteen
Harper
Being with Ryan. Holy moly, I forgot how intense it is. I'm still trying to recover from that enormous orgasm when he puts his hand on my stomach, his face a mixture of pure astonishment and tenderness.
I couldn’t have picked a better father for my child had I tried. There aren’t enough words to describe how that makes me feel. How he makes me feel. For the first time, it really hits home that I’m not alone in this. What have been words via text messages or the phone before, I can now see with my own eyes. I believe he wants to be there, for me and the baby.
A surge of gratitude and attraction replenishes my need for him, my feelings for him making me almost desperate as I get up clumsily, trying to shake off the last bit of weakness from my legs.
After pushing him on his back, I make quick work of his underwear, freeing him, stroking him. Wanting to give back everything he’s given me and then some. But that can wait until later. His hungry eyes practically yell at me that he wants me as much as I want him.
I straddle him and lean down to kiss him, meeting his eager mouth that’s waiting for me, devouring it with an urgency that leaves me breathless. He takes what he needs while also giving me what I need. We match.
His hand on the back of my neck feels amazing, pressing into my skin like he can’t get enough of me. I feel wanted. Desired.
Loved?
I shove those thoughts aside, knowing it’s not the right time, especially not when his hard length rubs at my sensitive spot, driving me crazy.
I moan and crush my mouth to Ryan’s once more, caressing his tongue, biting his lower lip, sucking on his upper one. I’m crazy with need. No one has ever made me feel this wild, like the force of our connection unleashed a side of me I didn’t know existed.
Ryan grabs between us, helping me ease onto him. When he’s all the way in, I take a moment to get used to him being this deep. Feeling how my body adjusts to him, different than before. Has he grown bigger since the last time? He’s filling me all the way, and it’s pure bliss.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” Ryan grabs my hands, pushing up on his elbows to kiss one before biting its palm.
His words spur me on, his actions spur me on. Everything about this man does, and I begin to move, changing my rhythm and speed according to this new sensation. It’s almost like a new experience, like this is the first time we’re having sex.
As promised, he lets me lead but gives as good as I do, adapting to me like we’re one person, almost anticipating my next move before I know it.
He's gentle with me, like I knew he would be. Still demanding, but his touch is soft around my breasts exactly the way I need it. Everywhere else is fair game, and I love that. Need it even.
When he grabs my butt and drives into me hard, we both moan. The tingles double, the urgency triples as we both head toward our releases. I fall over the edge so unexpectedly, that I nearly smack into Ryan's chest.
But he's there, like he's been all this time, catching me as he holds me to his chest to pump his hips up one more time before groaning in my ear. This man is sex. Pure sex, and the butterflies in my stomach are going crazy for him.
"You okay, baby?" His breath is harsh in my ear, but I don't care. Because he's here. With me. Holding me in his arms.
And the fact that he's started calling me baby? Those butterflies love that fact very much too. The thought alone makes them brush against my stomach with their fluttery wings, making my heart pound faster.
"More than okay." I turn my head to get better access to his neck, nuzzling it. Breathing him in. His musky scent is delicious, a dizzying mix of mint and lavender.
We cuddle a few more minutes with Ryan caressing my back until I shiver.
"Play time over?" He chuckles in my ear before pressing a gentle kiss to my throat.
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