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I slam the door in their laughing faces and stomp into the kitchen, where I find Shayla leaning against the peninsula counter. She’s wearing the prettiest, sweetest smile, and there’s a glint in her eyes as she leans back on her elbows, making her perfect tits jut out.
She really does look like an angel in her white skirt and sandals, with her blonde hair brushed back over her shoulders. How she ever thought I could be embarrassed about her blows my mind. I want everyone to know she’s mine.
I surprise her by dropping to my knees in front of her and hug her around the waist. I press my nose into her soft stomach and inhale her clean scent, closing my eyes to savor this moment of peace and quiet as I hold her now that we’re finally alone.
She slides her fingers through my hair, combing back the long strands, lightly scraping my scalp with her nails. My whole body shivers at the sensation, and my dick swells larger in my jeans.
I slide my hands to her sides, slowly push her top up higher, and nuzzle my nose in the dip of her belly button. I place small kisses all along the exposed strip of sensitive skin, teasing her lightly and making her breath hitch.
“Angel,” I whisper over and over again between kisses. “My angel.”
She moans my name softly and shifts her feet apart when I nip the edge of her waistband with my teeth. I drop my hands down to her knees, then slide my hands up her smooth, silky thighs under her skirt and slowly peel her equally sexy white panties down. When she steps out of them, I spring to my feet, picking her up with my hands under her bare ass. She immediately wraps her legs around my waist and pulls my mouth to meet hers in a hungry kiss.
What started slow and tender turns ravenous as I suck her tongue in my mouth, laving it with mine. I rip my zipper down to free my cock when I set her ass down on the clean kitchen table. My mouth goes dry when she rips her tank top off over her head, her large milky tits a feast for my eyes and mouth.
“Oh fuck, I could cum just looking at you.” I really could. I have to fist my dick with a punishing grip to stop it from spurting off as I take her left nipple in my mouth. Her hands are a vice around my head as she holds me in place and arches her back so that her breast is pressed against my face, suffocating me with her tit. I fucking love it.
I yank her hips to the edge of the table and rock my erection against her already slick pussy as I switch to her right nipple, swallowing her sweet milk that jets in my mouth. Before meeting her, I had never once thought about what a woman’s breast milk might taste like, and god help me, I don’t think I’ll ever get over how phenomenal it feels to suckle at her full breast and fill my belly with her sweetness.
Shayla moans breathily and rocks her hips against me at the edge of the table, spreading her legs wider so I can fit my hips closer to hers. I chase a drop of milk that trickles down the underside of her breast with my tongue and continue to lick and kiss my way down to her stomach and lower to her pussy with her skirt hiked up to her waist.
Suddenly, she pulls back on my hair and asks, “What you said earlier about our babies being siblings? What does that make us?”
It’s easy to see her vulnerability peeking through every line of her features and questioning tone. Mara really hurt her, making her question her place in my life and why I’m with her when it should be the other way around. I’m the lucky one Shayla has chosen to be with, and I despise Mara for doing this to my angel.
I straighten to my full height and cup her face, tilt her head back, and look her directly in the eye. I need to make sure that she sees that I’m one hundred percent serious when I answer. “I thought you knew by now. You’re mine, and I’m yours.” It’s a proclamation—me claiming her body and soul, and vice versa. “We belong to each other. Our babies, us…we’re a family. For good, if you’ll have me.”
She takes me by surprise when she pushes me away, and for half a second, my world goes dark and bleak, thinking that maybe the intensity of my feelings has finally scared her off. But then she yanks on the hem of my Henley to pull it off with lust and devotion swirling in her eyes, and I can breathe again.
“Yes, yes, James! I want that, too.” She pulls me back with her hand on my arm, yanks my head down to kiss her, then shoves me away again. Her eyes are wild, almost manic, and her cheeks flush with her accelerated breathing. “Get the condoms. I need you inside me. Right now. ”
I make a mad dash to my bathroom, where I stashed the condoms we bought earlier, while yanking on the waistband of my jeans so I don’t trip with them halfway down my thighs. I finally give up when I do trip on my way back to the kitchen and have to catch myself on the wall to kick my shoes and jeans off.
When I get back, my angel is fully naked, her skirt and sandals discarded on the floor next to her top. She’s on the table, leaning back on her hands braced behind her, with her heels resting on the edge and knees parted wide. I’m struck dumb by the sight of her. All my blood rushes south to my dick, leaving me feeling lightheaded.
“James?”
My brain comes back online at her sound of concern, and I step up, fumbling with opening the condom, trying to roll it on as fast as possible so I can bury my dick inside her. I can’t wait to finally cum inside her, even if it is with a condom on, preventing me from getting her pregnant.
I barely get it rolled down my tip when she shouts, “Wait!”
Ahhh, fuck me.
Shayla hops off the table and pushes me back. I stumble and fall onto a kitchen chair, and she scrambles to straddle my lap. She pulls my hand away from my dick, taking the condom off with it.
“Angel, what—?”
She replaces my hand with hers and pumps my shaft up and down from root to tip while she gyrates her hips on my lap. “Three strokes. That’s safe, right? And then we’ll put the condom on.”
“Oh fuck, yes, yes. Come here.” I grab her by the hips and lift her, and she uses her hand on my dick to angle it toward her wet opening. I slowly lower her down on it when she has the tip notched inside. She’s drenched with arousal but also tight as fuck since I hadn’t gotten my hands or mouth on her pussy yet to warm her up, prep her for my size.
“Oh god, James. Your dick is too big. I—”
I don’t think there’s a man alive who wouldn’t go crazy with lust hearing their woman talk about how big their dick is, and I’m no better. “You can take it, angel. You’ve done it before. Bounce up and down until you can take every inch of me.”
She moans, then braces her hand on my shoulders and does exactly that, bouncing her ass up and down slowly. She fucks my tip shallowly until her pussy walls relax, working the length of my cock in inch-by-inch until it’s finally buried to the hilt inside her.
“Fuck me, angel. You take me so good. It feels like heaven being inside you.” I can’t keep my hands off of her, digging my fingertips into her ass and her hips, then kneading her tits to encourage more milk to spill for me to lick up. My voice grows hoarse with the amount of moaning she forces out of me with each swivel of her hips.
