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“I want to taste myself on your cock,” she moaned and my hips stuttered. “I want you to come in my mouth, Ax.”
“Fuck,” I gripped her hips tighter, fucking her harder.
“Let me taste you.” She put her hand on my hip, asking me to stop. “Cum in my mouth.” I pulled out of her and let her slide off the bed to the floor, landing on her knees. She looked up at me and licked her lips before she lifted up on her knees and licked the head of my cock.
“God damn it,” I groaned as I moved my hand to the back of her head, gently tangling my fingers in her hair. “Take me down your throat.” She slowly pushed herself down my shaft until she gagged, then lifted off before pushing down even more. The head of my cock slid in and out of her throat before she pushed more of me into her mouth. “Fucking Christ, Takoda.” I grip her hair as I thrust into her mouth. Her eyes stay locked on mine, her mouth wide open as she lets me fuck her throat.
She moaned around me, the vibrations shooting through my body to my spine. My thighs shook and my toes curled as I stared down at her taking my cock like my good little girl. She ground against her fingers, whimpering as she drives her pleasure up.
“Fuck, that’s it. Play with your little pussy, make yourself come again, baby,” I said through clenched teeth. Her hips lifted and fell as she rode her fingers, her eyes watery as I fucked her throat maybe too hard. I tried to slow down, but I couldn’t. “I’m so fucking close.”
She moaned around my cock, her eyes rolling back as her body stuttered and twitched again. She tried to stare up at me again, but I knew her aftershocks where too much. I pushed her back against the side of the bed as I fucked her mouth, holding her where I wanted her with both of my hands on her head. Her hands went to my thighs, and I dug my fingers firmly against her scalp, massaging gently.
“In your mouth?” I rasped and she nodded as much as she could. “I’m coming, Koda. Fuck, I’m coming.” My head fell back as my fingers tightened on her head, my cum shooting out and down her throat. Her hands gripped my thighs more as she drank me down, her throat constricting around my cock drawing this out more.
When I began to pull away, she followed me, her eyes finding mine as she continued to suck on me. “Baby—” I rasped, but she ignored me as she sucked me harder, my overly sensitive head in her mouth making me cry out. I thrusted into her slightly again and the glint in her eye was wicked as I did it again. “I can’t get hard again this fast.” I laughed, but she just ran her tongue around my head, then down my softening shaft to my balls and back up. I groaned as I watched her worship me on her knees, her pretty dark eyes locked on mine. “You’re perfect.” I said as I stroked her hair away from her sweaty face. My cock was almost soft, but she was still sucking. Then she popped her mouth off and primly wiped at the corners of her mouth, smiling up at me.
“You’re my favorite meal, I think,” she said, repeating my words to me, and I laughed.
“Yeah?” I asked as I bent and lifted her into my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I took us toward the bathroom for a shower. “I’m your favorite meal?”
“One of them,” she said thoughtfully before she kissed my nose. “You make really good grilled cheese, too.” I tickled her side, making her screech with laughter.
“You haven’t cooked for me yet,” I said as I set her on the counter. “Why’s that?”
“I can’t,” she said, and I glanced at her over my shoulder, my brows bunch. “Well, I can. But nothing good.” I grinned as I shook my head and turned the water on, testing it to make sure it wasn’t too hot for her.
“I’ll teach you,” I said as I went back to her, resting my hands on her hips. She looked amazing. She’d gained weight since she’d been here, which was a good thing since Luka made sure he could always see her fucking ribs.
Every time I thought about that fucking guy, I wanted to resurrect him from the dead just to kill him again. It would be much slower and much more painful the second time around, though.
“Alright,” she sighed, and I laughed as I pressed my lips to hers. “But if you get too bossy, I’m done.”
“Deal,” I said, and she smiled.
She helped me carefully clean my new tattoo, all the while talking about the one she wanted to get. I hadn’t expected her to want one, let alone want my name on her forever, but she was excited. When we got out, she spent way too much fucking time looking online for inspiration. When two hours passed, I finally took her phone from her and turned the light out, kissing her deeply before making love to her again.
7
BASH
He didn’t fully understand what Skye was planning, but this was the third night in a row that she’d come up to their room well past her bedtime. He felt a little guilty and probably shouldn’t have been encouraging her, but what harm did it really do? She was on break from school, so it wasn’t like she had any reason to be up early in the mornings.
“And I made these,” Skye said as she reached into the little pink backpack she brought with her tonight. She pulled out a bunch of construction paper that was cut up and glued together. “KoKo’s flowers.”
Ad was trying really hard to be supportive to Skye. And even though her bouquet looked absolutely nothing like flowers, Ad still praised her and acted like it was the best thing she’d ever seen. It made him feel the warm fuzzies when he watched his girl with Skye. He couldn’t wait to see her with their own kid.
They’d found out they were having a boy but haven’t told anyone yet. They weren’t sure they even wanted to. It had been a much bigger decision than he thought it was going to be, finding out the sex. He didn’t care either way, but Ad contemplated it for days. And when he finally just ripped open the envelope the results were in, he didn’t tell her. Not until she begged him to, then he was happy to say it was a boy.
He was having a boy. His own son.
He didn’t know what he would’ve done if it had been a girl. He was already overprotective of Skye and she was just his niece—well, his cousin’s daughter, but Axel was practically his brother.
It made Bash nervous as fuck to know he was bringing a kid into the world, but to bring a boy into it, to raise him to be a good man… That was weighing heavy on him already and he knew it would every fuckin’ day for the rest of his life.
“These are beautiful!” Ad said as she gently took the paper flowers from Skye. She beamed up at her, one of her teeth missing. The others have mostly grown in already. “She’s going to love these. What else do you have?” She set the flowers on the bed beside her and eagerly waited for the next thing Skye pulled out. Bash sat on the couch facing them, smiling. It was close enough to the bed that he could reach out and touch Ad, which he did. Often.
Even when she was irritated with him, he knew she still liked him to touch her. And he liked touching her, too. Really liked to touch her. He’d spent six years without her and he had time to make up for.
