Shane
Chapter twenty-nine
A little trip to lollipop town.
~ The Next Day ~
I wake up to the sound of the shower running, blinking the exhaustion away as my cock stiffens beneath the sheets.
I could blame it on morning wood, but I know that’s not what’s making me hard.
It’s the sound of the water and the thought that Aubrey is in there right now, completely naked with her hands gliding over her smooth wet skin.
I fight the urge to jump out of bed and join her because I know the instant I step into that bathroom, I won’t be able to keep my hands off her.
We’ve stopped having shower sex due to the pregnancy.
After an almost slip, I’ve developed a new fear that she could fall during the act and hurt herself or the baby.
She keeps trying to taunt me, but I get this unsettling feeling every time we start and then I lose my erection.
It was then followed by a huge scene where Aubrey started crying uncontrollably because she thought I wasn’t attracted to her anymore.
It took me a good half hour to calm her down.
I know it was the hormones taking over and she couldn’t control what she was saying or how she was acting.
But I don’t want to take the chance and have it happen again, only for her to really start believing that, because it couldn’t be further from the truth.
Taking my length in my fist, I begin to stroke it leisurely as I picture her in there.
Her soapy hands running through her hair, then down her perfect body as water cascades over her ample breasts.
God, they were already glorious before, but now with the pregnancy, I would gladly die of suffocation by them.
My fist moves faster as I imagine her hand roaming down over her swollen belly, between her legs.
The way her lips would part when the tip of her finger would touch that sensitive bud just waiting to be explored.
The beautiful sounds that would fall from her lips, the way she would moan my name as I’d take her fingers away and replace them with mine.
“Shane?”
My eyes snap open at the cautious sound of her voice. I hadn’t even realized my eyes had closed, nor did I hear the shower stop. Jesus, I was really lost in thought. “Angel. I didn’t hear you get out.”
She nods slowly as I realize I’m still holding onto my dick. I quickly retrieve my hand, but my erection is hard to miss even beneath the sheets. “Do you… do you want me to go?” she asks quietly as her eyes gloss over and her bottom lip begins to tremble.
“No!” I shoot out of bed, my arms out, palms facing her. God, I’m such an idiot! Now she probably thinks this is what I do every time she’s not with me. “Sweetheart, no. It wasn’t like that.” I walk over to her quickly.
“It’s fine, Shane. I get it, my body’s changing and I’m not as attractive. I don’t blame you for needing to do this.” She wipes one of her tears and tightens her hold around her towel, turning her head to the side and looking away.
“Baby, please don’t cry. I swear it’s not what you think, I was picturing you. I wanted to come join you in the shower, but I’m so scared that something happens in there and I hurt you, that I forced myself to stay here. But I couldn’t get the image of you naked in the shower out of my head.”
Taking a step closer to her, I place my hands on either side of her face and force her to look at me as I wipe her tears.
“I promise, Angel. I don’t want or think about anyone else but you.
And I love how your body is changing for our daughter, just like I’ll love it once she’s born, too.
Please believe me, sweetheart. There’s only ever been you in my mind. ”
She sniffs, her eyes searching mine. “You were really thinking about me?”
I nod. “I was. I was picturing you touching yourself in there and then how you would react if I started touching you instead,” I admit as her cheeks get rosier by the second.
“I wish you had joined me…” she whispers.
I lean in, pressing my forehead to hers as I close my eyes. “Gosh, I wanted to, so badly. I feel like I’m starved for you, Aubrey.” I chuckle, pulling back to look at her. “Which is ridiculous since we have sex every day.”
“Well, we didn’t yesterday,” she says quietly with a smile and a deeper blush. “But I just took a shower and I’m a little hungry…”
I close my eyes again and grown. “It’s okay, I can wait until tonight.”
“Shane, I don’t think you heard me correctly.” She releases her hold on the towel and reaches up with one hand, capturing my nape. “I said I was hungry.”
Her other hand travels down past my abs and tightens around my length that’s rapidly coming back to life now that I understand exactly what kind of hunger she wants to satiate. She brings her mouth to mine just in time to swallow my moan.
I keep my hands on her hips as she kisses a trail down my neck, over my collarbone, until she lowers to her knees and looks up at me with those big, beautiful eyes. And I swear, my own knees grow weak.
God, she’s everything.
She strokes my cock as she parts her lips and brings the tip to her mouth, never breaking eye contact. She presses a kiss to it, then darts out her tongue and flicks the head, collecting the little pearly drops before twirling her tongue around the top.
My chest rises and falls as I watch her lick up my length, from my balls all the way to the tip. It twitches in her grasp and my lower abdomen contracts. “Fuck, Angel.” Jesus, I’m so close to losing it, and she hasn’t even put it in her mouth yet.
“You like that, sweetie?” she murmurs softly, kissing it again.
“God, yes,” I moan.
“What about this?” She leans lower, sucking my ball sack into her mouth, and I nearly black out.
“Holy shit, Aubrey!” My hand smacks against the wall by the entrance to the bathroom, needing to hold on for dear life. This is new and I was not expecting it.
Aubrey’s been adventurous in bed, always wanting to try new things, see what might pleasure me more.
But she’s never really been near my balls, not with her mouth at least. She’s also been getting more verbal when we’re in the moment.
She still flushes scarlet every time like she is right now, but it doesn’t stop her.
It only adds to her charm. She looks like an innocent little angel on her knees for me, and I could die a happy man right now.
She brings her attention back to my cock with a satisfied smirk on her lips, and finally, fucking finally, wraps those perfect puffy lips around my girth. I sigh, dropping my head back and closing my eyes as the warmth of her wet mouth envelops me.
“God, Angel, I won’t last long. You feel too good.”
The sound of her hum reverberates through my dick, making it twitch against her tongue as she twirls it around the head and sucks me like I’m her favorite-flavored lollipop.
I bring my free hand into her hair, cradling the back of her head as she descends those lips further down my length, taking me as far back as she can.
She bobs her head slowly at first, making sure to coat me from top to bottom for a better slip, and then picks up speed. My fist tightens in her hair every time she hits the back of her throat and gags slightly. One of her hands comes up to play with my balls and I find myself choking on air.
I see stars the more she works me, grunting and moaning every time she moans herself around me. She’s enjoying this as much as I am. My balls draw up in her hand as my abdomen clenches. I’m seconds away from coming.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to come,” I warn her. She’s never let me come in her mouth, and it’s not necessarily something I need either. I respect the fact that she’s not comfortable with that, and I’d never force her to do it.
But to my surprise, rather than pull away like she’d normally do to let me finish in my hand or elsewhere, she looks up into my eyes and pushes me down, further into her throat. My eyes widen and a second later I shoot off like a rocket, coming deep inside her throat.
“Holy fuck! Oh fuck! Aubrey!” I grunt out loudly as my hips thrust uncontrollably.
My knees give out the second the last drop leaves my body, my cock slipping out of her mouth as I tumble down to the ground.
She moves back an inch just in time, stopping me from crushing her as I land above her.
She’s now sitting on her ass, leaning onto her elbows, while I support my weight on my hands and knees over her.
“Jesus Christ, Angel,” I pant, my head bowed and resting against her shoulder. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” I ask, feeling her round belly between us.
“No, you’re not.” She giggles softly with a breathtaking smile on her face.
I press my lips to hers, needing to kiss her, to thank her in some way for what she just did to me. I don’t think I’ve ever collapsed after oral sex before. I need to reward her in some way.
“Shane.” She laughs against my lips. “I just…”
“I don’t care. I need to kiss you right now.” I can taste myself on her tongue, but like I said, I couldn’t care less. “Fuck, you’re perfect, Angel.”
“I wish we could stay in bed all day,” she murmurs against me. “But we have guests, and I’m pretty sure they’re up by now.”
I groan. “You’re right. But tonight, you’re all mine.” I kiss her one last time and stand, helping her up next.
We quickly get dressed and head toward the kitchen where everyone is helping themselves to coffee, while Marianne takes out the milk and creamer from the fridge, and Antoine finishes making a breakfast feast for us all.
I don’t usually have him come in so early, but he offered his services when he knew we would most likely have people over in the morning.
“Good morning,” I say to everyone as I wrap my arms around Aubrey’s neck from behind.
“Oh, yes. It definitely is a good morning, isn’t it, baby Brey?” Emma smirks mischievously while the rest of the girls giggle.
I frown, confused as to why they all seem in such a happy mood after all the drinking they did last night.