But I’m pregnant. It would be crazy, right? To have sex with someone I just met. Look what happened the only other time I did that.
“Because I’m pregnant and hormones are making me a little crazy right now and I can’t handle this conversation.” I feel my cheeks flame even more, if possible.
His shoulder rises and falls. “You know I can help with that, right? Besides, it’s not like you can get more pregnant.” He winks again as his hand cups my cheek and his thumb brushes across my lips. “Besides, it would be a sin to let chemistry like this go to waste now, wouldn’t it?”
There’s no containing the whimper at the contact. Tingles shoot throughout my body as I contemplate his words. Really, what could it hurt? He’s right. I can’t get more pregnant. My hormones are raging thanks to the pregnancy, so why not take advantage of what he’s offering? It’s not like I’ll have another opportunity like this.
I drop the blanket I’ve been wielding like a shield as if it would protect me from him. “I suppose you’re right.”
The grin he gives me reminds me of the wolf right before he devoured Little Red Riding Hood. A full-body shiver runs through me as he wastes no time pulling me to him and plundering my mouth. He guides me onto my back on the couch.
My hands fist in the shaggy strands of his dark hair as he covers me with kisses, working his way down my neck. He nips at the crook of my neck before sucking on the pulse point there. His tongue glides over my skin as his hands mold to the flesh of my breasts, thumbs strumming my nipples.
Blood roars in my ears as I’m consumed by this cowboy who takes what he wants but is giving me so much pleasure in return. A woman could get used to this way too easily. The stroke of his hands against my skin has me whimpering. My body heats asI’m lost in the overwhelming sensations he’s drawing from me so easily.
He shoves both my sweater and bra up before latching onto a tight bud. The suction of his mouth has my pussy throbbing. I shift, attempting to ease the ache.
I feel him smile against my breast before releasing it and moving to the other as he slides his hand into the sweats I’m wearing. His fingers spear through my wet folds, impaling me while his thumb sweeps across my clit.
I can’t catch my breath as I barrel towards my rapidly impending climax. His fingers curl inside me, and he presses harder on my clit. A wail tears from me, and wetness gushes as I go taut, soaring into space. If he weren’t holding me down, I would float away.
Wave after wave comes as his fingers and mouth continue to work their magic, prolonging the orgasm. It lasts longer than any I’ve ever had. I’m wrung dry like a wet sponge by the time it finally recedes.
I moan when he pulls his fingers from me and my oversensitive flesh sparks. My eyelids peel open when I hear his groan to find him licking my juices from his fingers. The sight causes an aftershock as my pussy spasms, and I swear I feel another gush of wetness.
“Holy fuck!” I whimper.
His eyes shoot to mine. “You okay?”
I shake my head. “These pregnancy hormones are causing some wild reactions in my body is all.”
He smirks. “Are you sure it was all hormones?”
A laugh escapes as he waggles his eyebrows. “Well, I guess there’s no way to prove that either way.”
His grin gets bigger. “Sure there is, we’ll just have to see how the experience is after the pregnancy.”
Chapter Eight
Brooks
Her eyes widen at my statement, but I continue before she can respond. “For now, I think we need to see how many more times I can make you come before I do. Hell, you’re so responsive right now I bet I can make you come with my cock alone.”
Her eyes drop closed with a whimper as another full-body shiver falls over her. I’m so fucking hard at this point I could pound nails with my dick, so I really hope that’s an indication she’s ready for more.
She shakes her head as she bites her lip before answering. “I would’ve said no a minute ago, but apparently my body has other ideas. I swear you can make my pussy spasm with words alone, so I don’t doubt your dick can as well.”
There’s no containing my grin. “Fuck yeah.”
I finish pulling off her clothes, taking a moment to drink in the sight of all her lush curves bared to me. My cock weeps at the sight of her generous tits with dark pink tips. Her thick bellyprotruding slightly does nothing to quell the ache she’s ignited in me. In fact, it has my heart racing thinking about her being pregnant with my baby next time.
Her hands cover the bump, and my gaze shoots up. She’s worrying her lip between her teeth and hesitation shines in her eyes. I move her hands before leaning in and kissing the mound.
Then I shed my clothes and revel in the way her jaw drops as she stares at my body, causing my cock to jump. I wrap my hand around it, tugging as tingles gather at the base of my spine. I’m so primed I’m afraid I’ll come as soon as I’m inside her wet heat.
“Turn over, sweetheart, brace on the armrest.” I don’t want to put pressure on her belly, and the couch isn’t big enough for the many other positions I’m intent on trying with her later when we’re in a bed.
She does as I instruct, sticking her ass out. I groan, running my hands over the fleshy mounds presented to me before guiding my cock inside her. I resist the urge to rut, mindful of her condition. Slowly I glide in and out, attempting to keep things gentle, but then she’s slamming her ass back into my groin and the little control I have snaps.
