Chapter 22 #2
I drink my coffee and stand up. I’ve said what I came here to say; hopefully they will gain some closure now.
“If there is ever anything I can do, please do not hesitate to ask. Anything at all. For Ricardo.”
I let myself out and walk back to my apartment. I need to clear my head and finally let Ric sleep in peace.
Lying in bed beside Meggie later that night, I push the comforter back, raise the plain white nightgown she’s wearing, and stroke her smooth abdomen with my fingertips. Leaning over her lower body, I press my lips against her soft skin.
“Our babies.” I smile at her watching me and straddle her legs.
“Gio, are you happy?” Her eyes search mine as if she can see right through to my core.
Supporting myself on my elbows, I lay on top of her, our bodies stretched out together. “I couldn’t be happier, fiore. I have you and Amber.”
“And Bella.” She smiles.
“And Bella. And soon we’ll get to meet our babies. What more could I possibly want?”
She chews her bottom lip. “It’s just you seem a little … distracted.”
I rub her lips with my thumb, my cock growing inside my boxers. Our time together has been eventful, but she can already read me. No more secrets. I remember making that vow to Meggie, and to myself, what feels like a lifetime ago.
“I went to see Ric’s mom today. I wanted them to know that he died protecting you and Amber.”
“Oh, Gio.” She throws her arms around my neck and pulls my lips onto hers. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want to burden you with it. You have enough to deal with.” I kiss her again, my tongue traveling down to her earlobes, her jaw, her neck. “Besides,” I say, coming back to her lips, “stress isn’t good for the babies.”
She tilts her head back, arching her spine, and thrusting her erect nipples forward through her nightgown. She raises her arms behind her head, gripping the headboard. “Do you know what is good for them?”
“No, but I’m sure you’re about to tell me.” I slide my hand underneath her gown and tweak her nipples between my fingertips.
“Love.” She slants her eyes seductively. “Lots of love.”
“How much love is lots of love?” I expose her breasts, squash them together, and suck her nipples, teasing them with my tongue until they are pink and swollen.
“More than that.”
I don’t want her to move—I love it when she holds onto the headboard—but I’m impatient to remove her gown so that I can see her beautiful body. So, I rip it in two, causing her to gasp, her eyes widening in mock horror.
“Did you just tear my nightgown?”
“I’ll buy you more.” I drag my hands down her body, teasing her panties over her sex. “I prefer to see you naked.”
She smiles. “Will you still be saying that when my belly is so big I can’t see my own feet?”
“Always, fiore. I will never stop telling you how beautiful you are.” Her breasts are already noticeably fuller. “I will enjoy every moment of watching our babies growing inside you.”
“That’s the kind of loving I’m talking about.” Her voice is husky.
“You surprise me, Meggie.” I drag her panties down over her hips, easing them gently over her injured foot. Then I spread her legs wide and insert a finger into her pussy. “I thought this was the kind of loving you wanted, but if it isn’t…” I slide my finger out and sit back on my haunches.
“It is, Gio.” She’s panting, lips parted and moist. “It is what I want.”
I slide two fingers back into her, exploring inside her, finding her clit and rubbing it gently. Meggie arches her spine, pushing herself onto me. A low groan escaping her lips.
“More, Gio.” Her words are breathy, floating in the air between us.
“More?” I insert a third finger, her juices coating my skin. Leaning over her, I part her lips with my tongue, filling her mouth, spurred on by her nipples grazing my chest. Her tongue searches for mine when I pull away long enough to say, “Carrying our babies is making you very demanding, fiore.”
She giggles, entwining her fingers through my hair and pulling me back to her. “Do you want me to stop?”
“Never. Demand away, Meggie. Your wish is my command.”
“Ooh, does that mean that I’m in control?” She presses her lips together, blocking my tongue from finding its way back in.
I don’t miss a beat. I slide my fingers out of her pussy and coat her lips with her juices. She holds out for approximately two-and-a-half seconds before she opens her mouth, grips my wrist with both hands, and sucks on my fingers.
“No, fiore, that isn’t what it means.”
When she is done, I lick her taste from her mouth, and drag my tongue down her body, watching her eyelids flicker shut the closer I get to her sex. Placing her legs over my shoulders, I raise her ass off the bed and spread her thighs wide. Her smile is wide as her pussy winks at me, inviting me in.
I begin slowly, sucking on her folds, ignoring her clit. For now. I tease just inside her sex with the tip of my tongue, flicking back and forth until her thighs clench around me.
“Don’t stop, Gio,” she’s breathless. The sheet is twisted in her hands.
I push my tongue inside her, dragging it over her clit, my cock throbbing when I hear her soft groans of pleasure.
“Gio, please…”
She’s panting, her head tilted towards the ceiling, her spine arched.
I sit back. “More loving, fiore?”
“Yes!” She watches me, her gaze so intense, it takes all my willpower not to fuck her right now and fill her with my cum.
“Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes!”
“What if I tell you to wait?”
She gasps. “Don’t do that to me, Gio. I’ve missed you. I’m ready now.”
I slide my boxers over my hips and toss them onto the floor, freeing my engorged cock. I slap her inner thighs with it, rubbing it around her wet pussy and dragging it between her folds. “How ready?”
“This ready.” She lowers her right arm and starts rubbing her clit with her middle finger, spreading her juices around her sex, her finger dipping in and out, her breathing growing shallow.
I place my hands under her ass and raise it off the bed again so that we can both watch her playing with herself. When I sense her breath hitching, and her finger working harder, I push my tongue inside her and suck her orgasm out of her.
Meggie whimpers, spent. Her hand is limp. Her entire body shudders with the relentless orgasm, but still, I keep sucking and licking, dragging it out for as long as I can.
Supporting her raised hips with both hands, I swap my tongue for my cock. Slowly, slowly, I push it inside her until my balls hit her ass, ramming it home. Her body is languid, one arm still draped behind her head when she smiles at me.
“How does that feel, fiore?”
“Hmm,” she smiles. “It feels good.”
I pull my cock out, all the way, savoring the sight of Meggie’s cum decorating its length. Then I slide it back home again. “How about this?”
Another gasp escapes her lips. “Yes.” Breathless.
“Deep enough for you?”
“I… Yes, it’s deep enough.”
I smile, thrusting my hips forward, my balls slapping against her. “I don’t believe you, Meggie. I think you can take more of me.”
Meggie spreads her thighs, raising her pelvis even higher and pulling me in with her good foot on my back. “Maybe,” she teases.
Without warning, I pull out, lower her legs and flip her over onto all fours on the bed, so that her ass is facing me. Spreading her knees wide, I push her shoulders against the mattress with one hand and guide my cock inside her pussy with the other.
“I knew it.” I lean over her and stick my tongue in her ear. “I knew you were holding back on me, fiore. Is that as deep as it can go?”
“I-I think so.”
I brush her hair away from her face, which is pressed up against the pillow, and explore her mouth with my tongue. My cock throbs inside her, filling her up as her walls suck me in.
“I missed you too, Meggie.” I hold on tightly, our breaths and tongues mingling as my pelvis pounds against her ass, and I wait for my own orgasm to explode inside her.