13. Atlas
I dive into blowing her mind like a man possessed. I bury my fingers deep in her sopping wet pussy, causing her tight walls to clench hard. She reaches between us to wrap her soft hand around my rock-hard cock. She jumps right into stroking me with a rhythm that’s already threatening to make me blow my load like a goddamn teenager. Fuck. I’m teetering on the edge, and I haven’t even gotten inside her sweet pussy yet.
I slip off the bed, her whimper of protest cut short as I yank her curvy ass to the edge, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy glistens, begging for my tongue, and I don’t waste a second. I bury my face between her thighs and plunge my tongue into her dripping slit. I lap up her sweet, tangy taste like a starving man. Her moans are fucking music to my ears. Her hips jerk against my mouth as I suck and lick her swollen clit, driving her closer to the edge.
Her walls flutter around my tongue as she teeters on the brink of an orgasm. But I’m not done with her yet. I slide two fingers inside her sweet pussy, curling them just right, and she screams my name, her body convulsing as she comes hard on my face. I don’t let up, fucking her with my fingers while my tongue works her clit, dragging out her orgasm until she’s a trembling, whimpering mess.
My throbbing cock is begging for release, but I’m not ready to give in yet. I drag her up the bed and crush my lips to hers. Her soft hands roam over my body and she scrapes her sharp nails down my chest as she reaches between us to stroke my cock again. She swipes her thumb across the head, smearing pre-cum everywhere, and I growl into her mouth as my control slips.
I pull away from her grip before I lose total control and line my cock up with her dripping opening. Her eyes are wide and filled with desire as they stare into mine. I push forward, sinking into her tight, wet heat inch by agonizing inch. She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders as her walls clench around me like a fucking velvet fist.
I start slow, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in, savoring the way her pussy grips me. Her moans grow louder, and I lean close to her ear to remind her, “Don’t wake up our little guy.”
She bites her bottom lip and swallows her screams as her hips meet mine with every thrust. Fuck, I know I’m not going to last much longer. I slide my arm under her leg, lifting it up to get even deeper, and she whimpers as I hit that sweet spot inside her.
Her pussy is drenched, her clit swollen and begging for attention, so I press my thumb against it, rubbing in tight circles as I fuck her harder, faster. Her inner walls vibrate around my cock telling me her orgasm is approaching.
When she comes, she digs her sharp teeth into my shoulder to quiet her scream. The tiny bite of pain sends me over the edge with her. My cock pulses inside her, spilling my cum deep in her pussy as I groan her name.
But I’m not done yet. I pull out, flipping her onto her stomach and yanking her hips up. She’s still trembling from her orgasm, but I don’t give her a chance to recover. I slide my cock back into her from behind, fucking her hard and fast, my balls slapping against her ass with every thrust. Her moans are muffled by the pillow, but I can feel her pussy tightening around me again, and I know she’s close.
I reach around, rubbing her clit as I pound into her, and she comes again, her pussy milking my cock as I empty myself inside her for the second time. I pull out and drop to the bed, pulling her trembling body into my arms while both of us gasp for air.
* * *
Sometime later, I awaken to the sound of Albert whining in his bed, his paws scratching against the covers, while the unmistakable sound of Eloise retching in the bathroom echoes through the room. "You'll have to entertain yourself, little guy," I tell the puppy, his eyes wide and pleading, as I rush to the bathroom.
I step in to find Eloise kneeling naked in front of the toilet, her hair cascading around her shoulders in disarray. A pang of concern mixed with excitement grips me as a thought flickers through my mind—could it be that she's carrying our child?
"Are you okay, baby?" I ask gently, wetting a soft washcloth under the faucet before kneeling beside her. She lets out a low groan, and I tenderly dab the cool cloth across her clammy forehead.
"I think we’d better plan a quick wedding," she murmurs, her voice tinged with exhaustion, confirming my suspicions. "I just realized I’m two weeks late, and I’m never late."
"I’ve never been happier," I whisper with a smile, helping her to the sink so she can clean up and brush her teeth before helping her back to bed. “Love you.” I give her a soft kiss on her forehead.
Once she's settled and resting, I scoop up the restless puppy and head out to the backyard before he makes a mess in the house.
As he meticulously sniffs each and every blade of grass, his nose twitching with curiosity, I pull out my phone and swiftly navigate to the app to order a pregnancy test through DoorDash.
The convenience of modern technology allows me to discreetly arrange for the test to be delivered right to my doorstep, sparing me from the trip and the potential awkwardness of an in-person purchase.
Within an hour, the delivery guy drops the package off at my front door. I watch from the window, waiting for the moment when his truck pulls away and is halfway down the street before I dart outside to retrieve it.
Then I gently place Albert in his kennel, offering a whispered apology as his curious eyes follow me out the door.
“Wake up, sleepy head,” I murmur softly, pressing a gentle kiss to Eloise's cheek to wake her up.
“I don’t want to,” she whimpers as she tries to burrow deeper into the covers.
“I got a pregnancy test,” I mention, and her eyes fly open with curiosity.
“How?” She grabs the white plastic bag from my hands.
“DoorDash.” I laugh as she rushes off to the bathroom.
I’m tempted to follow her, but she shuts the door in my face, so I decide to give her privacy.
A few moments later, the door swings open, and she emerges with a hopeful smile. "We have three minutes," she declares, wrapping her arms around my waist. My cock hardens as her curvy body melts against me but I ignore the fucker.
With a quick motion, I pull out my phone and set the timer, my heart thundering in my chest like a drum.
It seems to take forever, but the timer finally goes off, and we both rush into the bathroom. Eloise grabs the white plastic stick and glances down at it. I hold my breath, waiting until her eyes meet mine with a knowing glint. “We definitely need to plan a quickie wedding.”
I shout my excitement and pull her into my arms as Albert howls the song of his people from the guest bedroom.
“Life is definitely going to get a little crazier.” Eloise laughs, her eyes bright with happiness.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I say, bending down to press my lips gently against hers.
“You say that now.” She leans up to place a soft kiss on my chin. “But wait until Alfred’s howling wakes up the baby.”
“I can’t fucking wait,” I tell her as happiness flows through my soul.