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“That feels so good,” she gasps, her hands flying to the back of my head, holding me in place.

“Do you want to know something really fucking dirty?” I ask her, my cock filling with more blood, more than ready to go again.

“What?” she asks, her mouth tilting up in a small smile.

“I’ve thought about your beautiful breasts, and what they would’ve looked like when you were pregnant with Toby. I’ve thought about what it would be like to suck on them and taste the sweetness of your milk. Tell me what they were like, describe them to me,” I demand, holding her breasts in my hands and drawing her flesh together so I can lick her cleavage and nuzzle against them.

“They were at least two cup sizes bigger,” she says eventually, her cheeks flushing.

“Fuck,” I groan, taking her nipple into my mouth and sucking on it momentarily. “What else?”

“They were achy, heavy, and had blue veins running beneath the surface of my skin.”

“Jesus.” My cock jerks at her description, and she lets out a soft moan as her internal walls squeeze around my length.

“And when Toby came, they would leak so much milk I’d have to constantly change my clothes. If I ever got aroused, which wasn’t often, and only by my own hand, they would leak then too.”

“I would’ve liked to see that,” I admit, fucking turned on by the thought.

“Drix, do you have a boob fettish?” she asks with a soft laugh.

I shrug. “Doesn’t every man?”

“Perhaps,” she agrees, her mouth parting as I slowly circle her nipple, the wetness from my saliva glistening on her skin.

“I know what I do have, Lia,” I say, running my teeth over my bottom lip as I look up at her, my hands coasting over her belly.

“And what’s that?”

“I have a you fettish,” I reply, gripping her around the waist and flipping her back over, grinning down at her as my cocks slips out of her, our combined release glistening on her thighs and pooling on the covers between her parted legs. She laughs out loud, her eyes shining with happiness as I bury my face in her breasts, kissing them both.

“This tummy. God, how I love it,” I say lowering my mouth to her belly and grasping a handful of flesh, fucking groaning at the way she feels in my hands. “I want to cover it with my cum. You make me feral, Lia.”

“You make me feel beautiful, Drix.”

“Because you are. You are so fucking stunning. Are you ready for more orgasms?” I ask, rearing upwards and gripping my slick cock. It’s rock hard, needy for her.

Her gaze drops to my erection, eyes widening as she drags in a shaky breath then slowly coasts her gaze back up my body. “Everything about you is so attractive to me, Drix. I want you to know that.”

“Ditto, doll. Ditto,” I murmur as I grip myself, smoothing her wetness over my length. Once, twice, three times, I stroke my cock and the aching need grows more intense.

“So what now?” she asks teasingly, her body is blushing with colour, little drops of perspiration covering her skin.

“Now I make you come all over again,” I promise, before dropping between her legs and swiping my tongue along her pussy in one firm stroke, tasting me on her.

She cries out, back arching, and I spend the next hour loving her all over again until eventually she falls asleep in my arms, satiated, happy, content.

TWENTY-TWO

LIA

“Would you mind just waiting for me here for a moment?” Daisy asks, dropping her bag at my feet as we stand in the reception of the hotel after checking into the spa.

It’s the following morning after the best sex I’ve had of my life, and in all honesty I’m still a little dazed by what happened between Drix and me. I’d woken up in his arms, feeling safer than I have in a very long time. It was the most comforting feeling, and I’ve not been able to stop smiling. I’d left Toby happily playing with Drix, a warm feeling blooming in my chest as he’d picked him up in his arms and they waved us off at the door.

“Sure thing,” I reply, shaking away the memories as I take the key for our locker from Georgia, another one of the hotel receptionists.

“Great, won’t be a tick,” Daisy says, striding towards Dalton’s office, her knuckles rapping on the door. She doesn’t appear to wait for a reply, shoving open the door and slamming it behind her.

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