22. Nash
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
NASH
R iley’s lips are soft, yet urgent, tender, yet desperate as they move against mine. What starts out as slow and gentle quickly turns into something intense, something demanding. I match the shifting energy immediately, my mouth moving with hers, tongues tangling in a delicious dance. I could kiss her for the rest of my fucking life. She tastes like strawberries, and I’m instantly drunk from kissing her.
“I want you, Nash,” she murmurs against my mouth, her lips dancing across my own. “I need you.”
My head swims, my heart pounds, and she surrounds me. My cock springs to life in my pants, hot and throbbing as she presses herself against me, kissing me with a need that’s been burning for a fucking lifetime.
Spinning her around, I back her out of the nursery and into the hallway. Riley’s hands slide up to my chest and she takes over, pressing me against the wall as the kiss deepens. Her tongue slides against mine, one of her hands leaving my chest as she reaches for the doorknob beside her.
She manages to get it open, both of her hands moving back to the collar of my shirt as she drags me away from the wall, pulling me into her bedroom. My hands find her hips, spinning her around as I back her farther into the room, not stopping until the backs of her legs are hitting the edge of the bed.
We break apart, our breathing ragged as we struggle to catch our breaths. Riley’s chest rises and falls in rapid succession as she reaches down to the hem of her shirt. My nostrils flare, a fire burning inside me as I watch her slowly lift it up and over her head before dropping it onto the floor.
My eyes scan over her body, traveling over her swollen stomach, landing on her full breasts as she unhooks her bra and tosses it with her shirt. Her nipples grow hard under my gaze and I resist the urge to go to her, to touch her and taste her. I’m waiting to see what her next play might be.
Her gaze is still trained on mine as she slips her hands beneath the waistband of her maternity pants. My cock strains against my own pants as I watch her drag them down her thighs, pulling her panties with them. She bends over, her stomach causing some restriction as she stops with them by her ankles.
“Let me,” I tell her, dropping down to my knees as I reach for her pants. Sliding my fingers through the material, I hold them open as she places her hands on my shoulders and removes her feet from them. I lift my eyes, my gaze traveling along her thighs, her pussy, over her stomach and tits, until I meet her heated stare. “Goddamn, look at you.”
Her lips part, a choppy breath escaping her.
“I’m on my knees for you, baby.” My voice is hoarse as I drag my fingertips along the insides of her thighs. “Let me worship you.”
She lets out a soft moan, her eyelids fluttering shut as my fingers drift over her cunt. “I don’t know. Do you think you’ve been good enough?”
“Fuck, I hope so,” I groan, a rush of warmth going directly to my dick. “I’m always a good boy for you. I’ll do whatever you want me to do if it means I can taste you.”
“Whatever I want?” she questions me, raising an eyebrow as she runs her hands through my hair. “I like you like this, on your knees.” She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. “What if I told you I wanted to hear you beg?”
Sliding my hands along the backs of her thighs, I push her legs backward with my chest, her knees bending as she drops down onto the bed. “Then I’ll fucking beg,” I growl as I lean forward, gently laying her back on the mattress. “Although, I’d much rather use my mouth to make you come.”
“Then do it,” she murmurs, parting her thighs as she looks at me over her swollen stomach. “Stop talking and make me come.”
Goddamn, I love her like this, demanding what she wants from me.
Her green eyes are filled with need and anticipation as she rakes her teeth across her bottom lip. I wait for her next command, but she doesn’t say anything as she runs her fingers through my hair, guiding me down until I’m burying my face between her legs. Her grip tightens on my hair as my tongue slips out and I lick her, flattening my tongue as I reach her clit.
Her hips buck, instantly lifting from the bed as I suck her clit between my lips. A moan escapes her, my name falling from her lips as I pin her down against the bed, working my mouth against her. My tongue circles around her lips, sucking on the tender part of her body before I release it. I fuck her with my mouth, licking her cunt, tasting her on my tongue before teasing her clit again.
My forearms press against the inside of her thighs, holding her in place as my fingertips dig into her flesh. I feast upon her, tasting, teasing, licking, and fucking. Releasing her leg with one arm, I move my hand along her flesh until my fingers are pressing against her.
I slowly push a finger inside of her, feeling how tight she is around me. “I can’t wait to see how my wife looks taking my cock instead of my finger.”
Riley moans again, her breathing ragged and shallow and her pussy clenching around my finger instantly.
“Mmm,” I murmur against her clit, feeling my cock twitch from the sound of her. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she admits breathlessly.
I can feel her growing tense beneath my hands and my mouth. My tongue swirls around her clit, over and over, applying more pressure as my finger fucks her tight hole. My balls constrict, drawing closer to my body as I feel her pussy tightening around me.
Jesus Christ, I need my cock inside her before I come in my pants.
Riley moans louder, her fingers tangled in my hair as she lifts her hips to meet me before I withdraw my finger. I lick her again, my tongue landing on her clit once more. Moving the other hand along her thigh, I slip it between her legs, pushing my finger into her. I pump it a few times before adding another, stroking the insides of her cunt as I lap at her clit.
“Oh god, oh god,” she moans, the sound transforming as she cries out. She tightens around me, her body jerking as her orgasm hits her with full force. “Nash, Nash, Nash,” she half breathes, half moans my name like she’s whispering a prayer.
I’ll answer every fucking prayer she has.
I don’t stop fucking her with my mouth until she’s done riding out the waves of ecstasy. Only then do I pull my mouth away, still tasting her on my tongue as I wipe the dampness from my lips. Riley lifts her head to look at me as I rise to my feet. Her eyes are glazed over and she’s fully satiated from her orgasm.
“I could spend the rest of my life buried between your legs.”
A lazy grin pulls on her lips. “Well, we would get nothing done if you spent the rest of your life there.”
“True,” I say, a smirk pulling on my lips as I reach for her, my fingers trailing over her skin. “If I kept my face there, I’d never get to bury my cock inside of you.”
“Why are you still dressed?” she questions me, her voice thick with need. “Are you going to fuck me or not?”
A chuckle escapes me and I can’t get undressed quick enough. “I thought you’d never ask,” I retort as I toss my shirt on the floor and drop my hands to my pants. I slide them down my thighs, along with my boxer briefs, my cock hard as a fucking rock as I kick off my pants and stand completely naked in front of her.
Her eyes widen and she slowly moves into a sitting position as she reaches for me. “When did you get these?” she asks, her voice curious and filled with lust as she wraps her hand around my length, stroking the barbells on the underside.
I lift an eyebrow at her, watching her as she looks at my Jacob’s ladder. “You say it like you’ve seen me without them.”
Riley’s eyes flash to mine, a pink tint creeping across her cheeks. My mouth twitches as I watch the embarrassment dance across her face, never mind the fact that we’re both completely naked and I just fucked her with my mouth.
“What aren’t you telling me?”
“You don’t remember, do you?” Her tongue darts out to wet her lips. “I saw you naked during my senior year. You were home for the summer and you left the bathroom door ajar.”
“Were you watching me?”
The thought alone has me ready to come.
Riley shakes her head at me, her tits moving with the movement. “No. I peeked in through the crack and as soon as I saw your dick, I looked away.”
“Oh, wait, I do remember. I didn’t know you saw me, though.” I pause for a moment, my hand wrapping around hers as I start to move her along the length of my cock. “You should have come in. We wouldn’t have had to wait this long.” Her fingers move along the barbells, the friction a delicious pleasure. “Do you want to feel these inside of you?”
“God, yes,” she breathes, her gaze going from my cock to my eyes. “I want to feel every inch of you inside of me.”
“Tell me how we’re doing this, love,” I half groan, my voice hoarse and my cock throbbing for her. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Well, I’ve never done this before.” She lets go of me, rising to her feet as she starts to turn around, showing me her perfect ass. “I read somewhere that doggy style can be the best when your stomach is this big.”
“Climb onto the bed,” I tell her, running my hand along her spine as I urge her forward. “Show me your pretty pussy so I can fuck my wife from behind.”
Riley inhales sharply as she obeys and crawls onto the bed on her hands and knees until her ass is in the air for me. I walk up to her, my fingers trailing over her flesh as I position my cock against her cunt. Riley pushes back against me, slowly impaling herself on my length. I thrust my hips forward, pressing into her until my dick is fully inside her.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I moan, my hands roaming over her lower back, down to her ass as I start to piston my hips, easing in and out of her. “One day I’m going to fuck this ass too,” I tell her, my fingers coasting across her cheeks. “I’m going to fuck every single one of your holes over and over.”
“Nash,” she breathes, my name sounding like a whimper falling from her lips as she presses her ass back against me.
“You feel your cunt stretching around me?” I murmur, my hand traveling up her spine until I’m wrapping her hair around it. I pull her head back slightly, pushing into her again. “You feel my piercings rubbing your insides?”
“Don’t stop,” she moans, her eyelids fluttering shut. “Fuck me harder.”
I pause momentarily, my heart thumping in my chest. “It won’t hurt the baby, will it?”
She looks at me over her shoulder. “No.”
“Okay, good.” I let out a sigh of relief, one hand grabbing her hip while the other holds on to her hair as I start to fuck her again. I move my hips, pumping my cock in and out of her. My thrusts grow faster and more urgent, harder and demanding. “Goddamn, you take my cock like you were made for it.”
Riley takes every single thrust, meeting me as she presses her ass against me. Her chest falls forward, her face pressed against the mattress as I pound into her. “Nash, I’m so close already. Please don’t stop. Oh my god, don’t stop.”
“That’s it, baby,” I groan, a warmth building in the pit of my stomach. My balls constrict, drawing closer to my body. “Come all over my cock.”
“Come with me,” she pleads, her head lifting as her eyes meet mine. Her pussy clenches around me, her walls quaking around my cock as her orgasm erupts. “Please.”
That’s all it takes to send me over the edge. I pump my hips, pounding into her over and over as I spill my cum deep inside her. I fuck her until we’re both completely spent with nothing left to give.
I slowly pull out of her, watching her as she rolls onto her side, completely breathless and in a daze. I leave her for a moment and head to the bathroom to get something to clean her up with. Riley looks at me as I walk back in and climb onto the bed with her. Her gaze is soft, watching me as I take care of her.
I toss the washcloth onto the floor with our clothes, my hand trailing over her stomach as I look back at her. Fuck, I love seeing her like this. It’s intoxicating and addicting.
Riley moves over, pulling the blanket out from under her body, but she can’t cover herself completely because I’m still on it. She gives me a look. “Can I get covered or would you prefer I freeze?”
A smirk lifts my lips. “I can keep you warm, wife.”
“Yeah, you can… if you get off the damn blanket,” she retorts, jerking on the blanket again.
Laughter escapes me as I roll off the bed and pull the covers away from her in an effort to try and cover her completely, but instead, I leave her bare to the cold air.
Riley gasps, her eyes wide before she glares at me. “Nash Simmons.”
“I didn’t mean to do that!” I laugh again, quickly climbing onto the bed behind her as I pull the blankets back over us. “Is that better?”
She presses her back against me, her head nestling against the pillow as I wrap my arm around her, holding her to the front of my body. “Much.”
“I’ll keep you warm all through the night.”
“Good boy,” she yawns, her hand finding mine as she threads our fingers together. “You know good boys get rewarded.”
Goddamn, I’m obsessed with her.
“I can’t wait to find out what it is.”
Riley laughs quietly but she doesn’t respond as she begins to drift off to sleep. I hold her close to me, feeling her heart beating in her chest, listening to the sound of her breathing.
She is the only reward I want.