49. Alex
FORTY-NINE
Alex
M y mouth melds to hers, and my body turns to fire beneath her touch. I need more. Nothing is ever enough with her, and I don’t think it ever will be. My cock strains against my jeans as my hands wander over her soft skin.
I’ve tried not to push her, resisted every time I felt like grabbing her by the waist and kissing her, which was often. I wanted to wait until it was her idea, even if I didn’t know if she’d ever want to do this again.
My fingers trace over her stomach, over her hip, and down her thigh until I can feel her wetness through the thin material of her sleep shorts. I inhale sharply as I start to rub gentle circles over her most sensitive spot, and she moans loudly against my lips.
Pulling away for a second, I see the same hunger in her eyes that mirrors mine. I reach my fingers into the top of her shorts, tugging them down lightly.
“Wait,” she quickly pulls the comforter out from underneath us and covers the lower half of her body with it, and now I’m worried I’ve done something wrong.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, my brows furrowed.
Her cheeks are tinged red and a frown is etched on her perfect, puffy lips. “I just don’t like it. I don’t want you to see it.”
My brow arches because I’m not quite sure what she means. “Your bump?”
She nods.
I softly lay my hand over her stomach through the blanket. “Why?”
“My stretch marks.” Her gaze doesn’t meet mine. “I hate the way they look.”
My heart drops and my chest starts to ache at the sound of her words. Opal has always felt like this about her body. Even when we were young she’d pick out small little details that she perceived as flaws, and would worry about them excessively. I remember her obsessively tweezing her eyebrows for hours when we were in seventh grade.
At the time I thought it was just what girls did. Now, I realize there was a larger problem at play.
“Opal, look at me.” She peeks over but quickly flicks her eyes to the other side of the room again. “Your body is beautiful, it always has been. But now it’s carrying our baby, and that makes it even more amazing. You shouldn’t ever be ashamed of it, especially around me.”
Her eyes meet mine, and a tiny grin pulls at one side of her mouth before disappearing again.
“I’m serious. I love everything about your body. I always have and I always will, no matter how much it may change.” Her eyes darken just a touch, transforming into a sea of cobalt. I move a piece of hair that’s fallen in her face and tuck it behind her ear. “Do you believe me?”
She blinks slowly before looking up at me and shrugging her shoulder. I press a kiss against the side of her neck, and she turns her head slightly. A tiny, barely audible moan escapes her.
“Let me show you.”
She inhales a sharp breath as my tongue swipes against her delicate flesh. She tastes so good, I need more. I need all of her.
I switch off the lamp on the side table, leaving us in darkness aside from the moonlight faintly shining through the window. I pull the comforter off of her, hoping she’ll feel more comfortable now that it’s dark. I hate that she feels the need to hide any part of herself from me, but the last thing I want to do is make her uncomfortable.
Slowly, I slide her shorts down her legs and toss them to the side. I press gentle kisses along the insides of her thighs, and she moans softly, the sound causing my dick to get even harder.
I flick my tongue out, just barely grazing the soft skin of her lower belly, and her fingers twist in my hair.
“Alex,” she breathes. The sound of my name on her lips nearly drives me to insanity, and I can no longer hold back, even though I am terrified of going too far and ruining everything.
My fingers grip the side of her underwear and I all but rip them off. I peek up at her and our eyes lock, her facial expression is filled with lust and desire, and I know she wants this as much as I do.
I lean in, spreading her legs apart enough to give me access to what I need. Fuck, she’s perfect. My lips swipe against her pussy, avoiding her most sensitive spot. She inhales sharply, her grip on my hair tightening as her body tenses. I use my thumbs to spread her lips apart before swirling my tongue around her swollen clit.
She pulls me closer against her, her wetness soaking my face as I try to lap up every bit of sweetness her body is giving me. I can’t get enough.
I slide two fingers inside her, starting out slow and then increasing my pace as I continue my assault on her clit. My teeth graze against her flesh as I curl my fingers inward to touch the spot I know will make her fall apart.
Her head falls back and she calls out my name, her legs squeezing my head like a vice and her body convulsing around me. I wish this moment could last forever, but too soon she’s pushing my head away, her soaked pussy still throbbing against my mouth.
I sit up on my knees, looking down at her blissfully flushed face, her chest falling and rising rapidly as she catches her breath. I’m realizing now that her breasts have probably at least doubled in size since she got pregnant, they’ve always been unbelievably perfect, even when they were on the smaller side, but now they’re something straight out of every guy’s wet dream.
She reaches one hand out and threads her fingers through mine, a small smile resting on her lips as she pulls me on top of her.
“Do you want me to keep going?” Maybe it’s silly of me to ask, but I just want to be completely sure before I do something to mess all of this up. I’m still in disbelief that I’ve even gotten this far.
She glances at the space between our bodies and then back up at me, an innocent look on her face. “Maybe…I should be on top?”
Fuck. If she keeps talking like that, I’m going to come before I’m even inside her.
I lay down next to her, pulling her towards me until her lips are on mine again. We both moan as our tongues war with each other and she moves her body to staddle mine.
She slides down onto me until I’m fully seated inside her, and we both moan loudly into each other’s mouths. Stars dance in the darkness behind my eyelids, and my body quickly moves towards pure euphoria as she slowly moves her hips back and forth.
“Keep going, baby. You’re so good at riding my cock.”
She moans again, louder this time as she moves her hips faster. I feel the walls between our hearts crumbling down when she opens her eyes and stares at me, her gaze filled with vulnerability, something that I know wasn’t there before.
“I love you, Opal, so damn much,” I whisper against her lips.
Her blue eyes pop open again when the words leave my mouth, and she traces her fingers along the side of my face slowly, her heavy breaths fanning against my lips. She stops moving for a moment. “I…I love you, Alex.”
My gaze sweeps across her face, my lips curving into a smile. “Yeah?”
She nods, and a breathtaking smile appears on her perfect lips, too. “Yeah.”