CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER
TWENTY-ONE
Lana whimpered lightly when she felt Jayson’s lips on her ear and then her neck. Her knees nearly buckled when Jayson’s fingers found her clit and teased her into a body shiver.
Fuck this man knew how to play her body like a fine-tuned fucking fiddle. When she felt the arm still around her waist tighten to hold her up, she put the spatula down that she’d been using to make the scrambled eggs.
“Mm scrambled eggs, bacon, and you even have the pancake batter and syrup already out. Good thing I’m starved.”
Lana screamed out when Jayson lifted her into his arms and carried her over to his kitchen table and laid her on top of it.
He lifted the shirt she was wearing to just the top of her breasts and started feasting on her nipples, making them hard peaks before he started working his way down her stomach.
Her mom pooch, as she had called it. It was the one area of her body she had not been able to get rid of after having her twins.
She’d started to put her hands over her stomach when Jayson gripped both hands and held them down to the table. He kept staring at her mom pooch and the stretch marks from where she’d carried the twins.
“Fuck, Lana. You’re so fucking beautiful.
Why are you ashamed of your stomach?” Jayson asked point blank, without looking up at her, leaning forward to kiss where the twins had rested inside of her for months.
“You carried two of our babies inside of you, right here for all those months. You’re fucking amazing, baby. ”
Lana almost started tearing up listening to Jayson praise her for carrying the twins and telling her over and over again how beautiful she was to him. She screamed out his name when she felt his mouth start feasting on her pussy like a man who had been starved in the desert for years.
He used his hands, his mouth, his tongue, and his teeth. He left nothing unused when he made her a sobbing, soaked mess who came hard and fast.
When he surged up, boxers at his feet, he thrust in and started pounding as his hand reached for her throat, his eyes dazed as he looked into hers. She gripped his wrist as she reached for anything else to hold on to with the other hand.
This man was possessed as he pounded into her. Fuck he was fucking her six ways from Sunday, and she was loving every fucking second of it.
“You owe me two more pregnancies, Lana. I missed watching your sexy fucking body change with the twins. I missed your midnight cravings, watching your belly grow, your tits feeding our babies, feeling our babies kick. I missed holding your hand as you brought life into this world. I missed all of it, Lana. If you don’t want that, tell me right now because otherwise I’m fucking my kid into this sweet pussy. ”
“I…think…you’ve…already…declared…that…Jayson,” Lana panted in between his heart pounding thrusts.
“Oh baby, I’m just getting started with this.
I’m going to make sure my cock is in you before we go to work, lunch breaks, and before those fuck me eyes close at night.
I’ll be doing that even when we are old and gray and the grandkids have to run screaming from the house because their granddaddy is chasing their grandmomma and fucking that sweet pussy into the ground. ”
Lana raised her leg and pushed him off of her into the chair that was behind him. Before he could react, she was up off of the table and straddling his cock, riding him as she gripped his hair to make him look at her.
“Let’s get one thing straight, Kenwood. If this pussy is yours, then you better remember that cock is mine.
I don’t share and the first inkling I get that someone even thinks of sniffing near it, they get shanked, you get neutered, and the kids and I will be gone back to Texas before you get your fucking balls sewed back on, if they can find them. Are we clear?”
“Crystal clear. Just make sure no one is sniffing around this pussy, or they will get their throats slit, and this pussy won’t get my come for a very fucking long time.
I’ll tie you to the fucking bed while you watch me jerk off into a fucking paper towel and then flush it down the toilet. Are we clear?”
“Fuck your baby into me, Kenwood. Fuck me like I’m the last thing you crave on this planet,” Lana demanded as she swiveled her hips, taking him deep.
Lana didn’t have a chance to finish her move as Jayson jumped up from his chair, her still impaled on his cock and walked toward the bedroom. When he laid her down on the bed, them still attached, he made sure she was looking at him when he turned her world upside down.
“There has only been you, Lana. Yes, I have been with other women since you tore my heart from my chest but know this. I had to be shit faced drunk to even consider doing anything with them. I don’t even remember the first one I was with, and the others were forgotten as soon as I came.
You’re the only woman, since the day I laid eyes on you that has ever been ever to make me come inside them and fuck the consequences.
You’re the only woman on this fucking planet who can make me hard just by the mere mention of your name, the whiff of your scent, or your touch.
Never doubt that baby. You are the only woman for me. Now and always.”
Lana’s heart seized at his words. She gripped his hair and yanked him down to her and kissed the living hell out of him.
Jayson then proceeded to do as she demanded. He made her scream his name until she was hoarse.
If she wasn’t pregnant from that fuck session, then she had no doubt he would make good on his promise. The thing that made her pause as she was getting a quick shower was, she was actually okay with it.