Chapter Seven #2
“I’m sure, babe. Please . . . I need you.” I growl at her admission that she belongs to me.
My chest heaves in anticipation as I kick off my boots and socks.
Before I can reach for my belt, she’s kicking off her shorts and dropping to her knees in front of me.
I hold my breath, praying she’s about to put me in her mouth when she reaches for my belt and works it open.
I stroke her cheek as she unzips my fly and shoves my jeans down my legs.
“Fuck, yes,” I growl, grasping for a shred of control. When she turns those big sparkling hazel eyes to mine, it hits me how much she means to me. Holding my stare, she pulls my cock away from my belly and flicks her tongue across the head.
“Fuck,” I hiss. My eyes close, and my head drops back on my shoulders when she takes me into her hot wet mouth.
“Yeah, baby. Just like that.” My eyes fly open when my cock bumps the back of her throat.
Without complaint, she swallows around me, taking me deeper.
Jesus, she doesn’t have a fucking gag reflex.
Looking down into her eyes, I hold her stare as she bobs up and down my shaft and repeatedly swallows around the oversensitive head.
“Christ, don’t fucking stop.” Smoothing her hair away from her face, I re-secure it in my fist and thrust my hips. Her moans vibrate against my cock, and I know I won’t last much longer.
“Gonna come, baby,” I grit through clenched teeth, trying to give her time to pull off if that’s what she wants.
My eyes threaten to roll into the back of my head when she takes me deeper, doubling her efforts.
The mischievous look she has tells me she’s not scared.
She’s into it. Gripping her hair tighter, I thrust my hips and am surprised when it makes her moan. Fuck yes! My girl likes to play rough.
“Like that, baby?” The moan that vibrates around my cock is all the answer I need as I thrust my hips faster. No longer able to hold back, I fist her hair and thrust my hips deep as I cum down her throat.
“Fuck. I think you just swallowed my soul,” I pant, needing to be inside her.
I pull from her mouth with a pop making her giggle, and the sound is music to my ears.
“I can’t wait another second to be inside this perfect pussy,” I declare, grabbing under her arms and lifting her from the floor.
I grin when she wraps her legs around my waist and locks her ankles tight.
She doesn’t need to worry. I have no intention of letting her go.
Ever. I just need to know one thing first.
“You on the pill, baby?”
“I’m on the shot. I’m due to get it again next week, actually.”
“Thank fuck. I don’t want anything between us, Birdie. You good with that?”
“Yes,” she moans, rolling her hips, trying to get me inside her. Not wasting another second, I bury my face in her neck and carefully lower her onto my dick. She’s so tight that I’m starting to worry I’m going to hurt her.
“You good, baby?” I pant with half my cock inside her.
“Yes. Please, babe. Fuck me,” she cries, digging her nails into my shoulders.
Fuck yes! Surging my hips, I sheath my cock to the hilt and beg the Gods to let me last. She feels like heaven.
Hot, wet, and so goddamn tight. Wrapping my arms around her back, I hold her tight as I thrust my hips faster, giving her what she wants.
Her pussy feels like a fist wrapped around me.
Biting my tongue, I count backward from one hundred, trying not to come.
“Harder, Brax,” she demands, digging her heels into my ass and rolling her hips.
If my baby wants it rough, I’ll give it to her rough.
Without breaking our connection, I stagger towards the bed and carefully lay her on her back.
I grip her hips tightly and slam into her rippling heat, praying I’m not bruising her beautiful skin but making no promises.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she shouts as she pulls my hair. With every stroke of my thumb against her clit, the tighter her walls feel around me. Fuck, I’ve never felt anything better. When she’s almost to the edge, I slow my hips and pull my hand.
“No, honey. Please, let me come.”
“You come when I say so, baby. Be patient,” I growl, snapping my hips.
“Yes,” she growls, dragging her nails down my arms.
“Almost, Birdie.” Increasing my speed, I stroke her clit with enough pressure to send her barreling toward the finish line. When her walls start to flutter, I hold her thighs and hammer into her.
“Now, Birdie! Come!” I roar as my vision blurs when I explode inside her.
Breathing heavily, I slowly pull out and marvel as my seed slips from inside her.
Thoughts of her belly swollen with my child filter through my mind giving way to the guilt I still carry for the baby I lost. Shutting down that kind of thinking, I crawl into bed beside her and pull her into my chest.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“For what?” she asks, still trying to catch her breath.
“Trusting me to take care of you. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”
“No. It was perfect,” she says softly, cuddling closer into my chest.
“Good, baby. Good.” When her body goes lax, I grin at how quickly she’s fallen asleep. With a fist full of ebony hair and another hand full of plump, luscious ass, I follow her into dreamland.
The smooth leg draped across my thigh and bare pussy pressed against my hip are the first things to register as my eyes struggle to open.
Birdie.