Chapter 13
I felt like I’d been turned inside out, but in the best possible way.
Every time I have sex with Danae, it has been amazing.
It wasn’t a lie to say sex with her was the best of my life.
However, what she did tonight had almost blown the top of my head off.
So many sensations coming from multiple points at once had me on the verge of overload.
I wasn’t sure which I liked more: the vibrating nipple clamps or the vibrating cock ring.
Though when they came off, the clamps were a bit harsh.
With how explosive my orgasm had been, I should be done for hours.
But it seemed my cock had other ideas. It was already hardening.
And the raging beast that was ravenous to have Danae was restrained, but not by much.
Thankfully, she loved it when I slipped the leash.
It never got so rough that I harmed her or the baby.
But the sex was wild, and both of us loved it when I lost control.
The widening of her eyes when she saw I was growing hard again made me chuckle. In a lunge that made her yelp in surprise, I wrapped my arms around her and rolled us until she ended up on her back on the mattress, and I hovered over her. I grinned down at her.
“Look whose at who’s mercy now. It’s my turn to drive you mad, baby. I want you to be mindless and to scream my name every time I make you come. And believe me, you’ll climax more than once before I’m through.”
She trembled as she replied to my promise. “Heath, I’ll accept whatever you give me. I’m so ready for you. Take me. I’m yours. Use me however you want,” she offered without an argument. She was eager. Her breath came in short pants.
Sliding my gaze down her naked body, I soaked it all in.
Even though I saw her naked every night, I still couldn’t resist checking her out.
Everything about Danae was sensuous, calling to me.
And her baby bump, growing daily, was the cutest thing I’d ever seen.
Her worry that it would turn me off was misplaced.
I reveled in the sight and proof that my seed had taken root inside of her.
My child, our daughter, was growing in there.
I was anxious for the day she’d get here.
Danae’s body undulated under me. She was turned on and seeking relief.
Feathering a kiss over her lips, even as they tempted me to deepen our kiss, I kept it light.
Moving from her mouth, I nibbled and kissed over to her jaw, then down the long expanse of her neck.
I paused there to lightly sink my teeth into the cord that ran the length of it.
Her breath caught. Catching a hold of her delicate skin, I sucked, leaving a mark.
It would fade eventually, but the urge, no, the need to mark her as mine was overwhelming.
At her collarbone, I outlined it in kisses as my fingers caressed the notch at the base of her neck. God, she appeared almost fragile, but anyone thinking that would learn the error of their ways, and it would be shocking and likely ugly.
I shifted myself so it was easier to use my hands and to get to her tits. They’d grown even larger, and I adored them. I could play with them for hours, though she grew too sensitive over time. I wanted to see our daughter suckling from them. And I wanted to know what her breast milk tasted like.
Drawing the first nipple inside my mouth, I laved it.
I’d pressed her tits together so the tips were almost touching.
It made it easy for me to go from one to the other in a snap.
Her back bowed off the bed, pressing her tit deeper into my mouth.
Her hands came up to claw at my chest. I growled in approval.
I spent several minutes there, driving her higher and higher.
“Heath, please, you have to stop. I can’t do it,” she whimpered.
“Oh, yes, you can. You’re one of the toughest women I know. I’m going to make you see heaven,” I told her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
From there, I went wild. I licked, caressed, nibbled, kissed, and teased every inch of her body I could reach.
Her tummy held fascination, and I spent plenty of time there.
I laughed when our daughter kicked me through her momma’s belly.
Danae’s hands held me closer, guided me at times, and urged me on.
By the time I made it to her core, I paused to take in the sight and to inhale her rousing scent. Her puffy pussy lips were dark pink and free of all hair. Her cum glistened on her folds and the uppermost part of her inner thighs. I pushed her legs wider apart, then lay on my stomach.
I knew as soon as I did that I couldn’t stand it. My cock was hurting with the need to be inside of her. So, I shifted us around until she was sideways on the bed with her legs hanging over the side. I knelt on the floor. Relieving the pressure on my erection allowed me to worship her pussy.
I lapped up the cum and swallowed every bit greedily. When she was cleaned, I employed my tongue to flutter up and down her folds. When I was near her clit, I sucked on it. The reaction it raised in her, her cry, and a hand tugging at my hair, had me biting her clit.
Danae wiggled and shifted across the mattress.
I knew it wouldn't take much to give her her first orgasm.
I zeroed in on using my tongue and teeth as I wiggled a finger inside of her pussy.
Her high-pitched cry was music to my ears.
It prodded me to do more. No more than a couple of minutes later, Danae tipped over the edge into a full-blown orgasm.
She shouted my name as she went rigid and orgasmed.
I lapped up the cum that spilled from her core. I wanted it all.
I didn’t stop my finger thrusting, though I did slow it down.
And when I felt her ebb back to normal, I inserted a second.
Her gasp turned into a moan as I sped up the thrusts.
And I did give her clit attention, but this time it was another target I was seeking.
Coating another finger on my opposite hand in her cum, I slipped it back until I found her tight, puckered back door.
We’d played, and all of it had been pleasurable.
One day, I was confident she would allow me to take her ass.
I dreamed about it. Not that there was anything wrong with her pussy.
I just wanted to feel that tight clasp around me and know that I could give her that, and all indications were that she’d gain pleasure from it.
She wiggled her ass when she felt my fingertip brush her asshole. Then I felt her still. Taking the cue, I eased the tip inside, then worked it in with back-and-forth motions. She whimpered. I lifted my mouth free.
“You love it when I play with your ass, don’t you? It makes you so fucking hot.”
“Yes, Oh Christ, yes, I do,” she confessed.
“Come for me, baby. Let me pretend my cock is in your pussy and ass at the same time. Fuck, that would be incredible and would probably kill me with how good it would feel. I need you to get off,” I exclaimed hoarsely. I was edging toward no return.
It was as if telling her to do it pushed her to the brink.
I kept up the assault on both her holes for a minute or two, then she was clamping down tightly on me, and her body shook as she came.
I drew it out as long as I could, but when Danae began to relax, I removed my fingers.
I stood, and then gently I rolled her over onto her front.
I positioned her with her legs on the floor so her tummy wasn’t crushed.
“Does this feel okay?” I asked.
“Yes,” she whispered.
I used my hand to guide my cock where I was headed.
I hissed when her scalding hot pussy met my head.
I couldn’t wait. I had to push inside. Her swollen channel held me so snug as I pushed my way in to the hilt.
When I reached the end, I had to pause and take a few deep breaths.
It was to prevent myself from coming right then.
When I was somewhat confident I wouldn’t blow, I eased back my hips before I thrust again.
It was like being hypnotized. The sight of her spread before me.
The ecstasy caused by her pussy gripping my cock.
The wildness in me, wanting to prove she was mine and to guarantee we both gained the utmost satisfaction, worked me over.
I lost track of how long I stroked in and out, but it was fast and deep. My pelvis slapped off her bottom. Danae kept crying out and calling my name. She begged me to come. Finally, the fire all coalesced at the base of my cock. I roared like a lion as my hips jerked and I gave her my cum.
When it was finally over, we were both done, and I shakily maneuvered us onto the bed, me the big spoon, her the little spoon. I kissed the back of her neck as we noisily gasped to regain our breathing. I was right. It was spectacular, again.
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I should’ve expected it when I got to work this morning. But I was still somewhat lost about how last night's making love with Danae went. We’d cleaned ourselves up, then fell to sleep in each other’s arms. I’d never slept as soundly as I did with her at my side.
Growing up, with things being so turbulent, I’d always slept with one ear open for trouble.
I realized I had never truly entered REM sleep.
And then the years I was in the Army had contributed to it.
I’d thought that was just the way it was for me.
But then that first time she stayed the night with me all those months ago, I’d slept like the dead.
And I did it every other night we were together.
I realized I could let my guard down with her there.