Chapter 32
Chapter thirty-two
Lawson
Abigail sits on the edge of the bed, and I watch with rapt attention as the exhaustion she was feeling just a moment ago disappears.
She looks so fucking pretty like this. Licking her lips—desperate for a taste of me.
I’ll never get tired of watching her.
Truth is, I’m always watching.
Watching her move through our house. Watching her work in the barn. Watching the way she rides Griffin through the fields like she’s been doing it her entire life. Watching her love my family as fiercely as I do. Watching her carry our child.
Watching the way she takes our cocks like the queen she fucking is.
It’s a kink I never knew I had. But then again… I’ve never had a woman like her before.
Watching her fall apart. Watching the way her body comes alive just for us…
I’m not a weak man. But watching her has the power to pull me apart at the seams.
My beautiful girl.
My good. Fucking. Girl.
Holding her steady, one hand bracketing her jaw again, I slide my fingers back into her mouth—testing, seeing if she’s ready for more.
Abigail moans around them as I work them deeper. The sound vibrates against my skin, and just like the first time I slipped them between her lips—while Beau and Lincoln were buried inside of her—I feel my cock throb in response.
“You want me, Honey?”
She nods around my fingers, hazel eyes blown wide with need.
I begin pushing my fingers in and out of her mouth, and when she reaches up and wraps her hand around my cock I know I’m not going to last long.
A long deep groan spills from deep in my chest. “You want me to come here too, Honey? Want them to watch me come deep in that pretty throat of yours?”
She nods around my fingers—tightening her grip around my dick as she continues to stroke me.
“Shit,” I hiss. I pull my fingers from her mouth and wrap her red strands around my fist.
Smiling up at me, she leans forward and presses a kiss at the head of my cock.
My precum glistens as it coats her lips, and I swear to fuck I almost keel over right in the middle of my bedroom as I watch her stick out her tongue, slowly—so fucking slowly—lick her lips, and moan as it coats her mouth.
I watch through hooded eyes as she braces her hands against my denim-clad thighs and runs her tongue along the slit. “You taste so good, Lawson.”
Fuck, me.
For someone who looks like such a damn angel, I sometimes forget how sinful that little mouth of hers can be. “I love when you tell me what to do.”
Another lick.
“When you make me forget—just for a moment—that I don’t have to be so strong.”
And another.
“That as long as I have you, I’ll never be lost.”
She slides her lips over my shaft, taking me all the way into her hot, wet mouth.
She feels like heaven.
She feels perfect.
“God,” I groan out, closing my eyes shut for just a moment. Because if I keep looking at her, I’ll come. And I’m not ready for this to be over yet.
Once I get a grip, I look back down at her. “I’ll always be here for you, Abigail. Not to tell you what to do but to remind you that you don’t have to carry everything on your own.”
My hand tightens its hold in her hair. “To give you whatever you need, whenever you need it. To make sure you never forget you’ve got four men who would give you everything. You are the center of our universe, Honey. We’ll gladly give you every piece of us until there’s nothing left.”
She hums around my length, bobbing her head and taking me deeper.
I can’t take it anymore. I start bucking my hips and listen as she gags around my cock when it hits the back of her throat.
“I’m gonna come, Abbie,” I hiss, pulling a little harder at her hair. Thrusting a little harder into her mouth.
Her hazel eyes blaze up at me, the green in them shining a little brighter. She wraps her lips tighter around me as she pulls my jeans down a little more and reaches up with one hand to cup my balls. My hips push forward in a hard thrust and she gags again.
“You’re so good, Abigail. So damn good.”
She moans again and reaches between her legs with her free hand, rubbing small fast circles against her clit.
“Holy shit,” Beau whispers. His and Lincoln’s eyes glued to our every move.
“So perfect.” With my hand on the back of her head, I continue fucking her mouth as she brings us both closer to orgasm. “You can take it, Honey. Don’t fucking stop.” I move in and out, keeping her exactly where she needs to be.
She squeezes my balls, and it’s enough to have my release tingling up my spine. “Fuck, Abbie. I’m going to come. I—”
She releases me for a moment. “I want it, Lawson.”
Those four words…
She guides me back into her mouth and continues rubbing at her clit.
The sight of her pleasuring herself, combined with the way her mouth feels around me is it. It’s all I need.
I don’t have time to warn her before my release shoots up my spine and I’m coming down her throat. Her fingers pick up their pace between her legs for a moment before her body shakes and she whimpers around my cock, while swallowing every last bit of my cum.
I let her catch her breath for a moment before I pick her up from the bed and spin us around so I’m the one sitting on the mattress with her now sitting across my lap.
I brush her hair from her damp forehead and pepper her with kisses. “I love you so fucking much,” I whisper, as my free hand finds her belly. Lincoln scoots across the mattress and sits next to me before leaning forward and placing a kiss next to my hand.
Beau follows and sits on the other side of me and gently kisses the top of her head. “Feel better now?”
“So much better,” she sighs, resting her head against my shoulder.
A second later, one of our phones starts to ring from our pants pockets. Beau snorts. “That’s my ringtone for Jas. He’s gonna be so pissed when he finds out we fucked without him.”
Abigail giggles against me. “I’ll make it up to him later.”
I kiss her forehead once more before standing with her in my arms. “Come on, wife, let’s get you cleaned up.”
She burrows deeper into my neck. “Hmmm. You’re right. I do like the sound of that.”
Yeah. I really do, too.