“Because I don’t look like I used to!” I sputter. “So how can it work when I’m so far along?”
“Funny you should mention that,” he murmurs, nuzzling my neck. “I told you that you were in control, Mindy. Like I mentioned before, I think you should ride me. To me, it seems like that’d be easier for you.”
The raspiness in his voice sends delicious shivers coursing through me as my core pulses in agreement. “That… that could work,” I muse. “This is going to sound silly, but I wanted to be facing you for our first time together and I didn’t think the missionary position would be comfortable with the beach ball between us.”
“I see you’ve put a lot of thought into this,” he muses, chuckling. “Well, so have I, sweetheart, and I think you being on top will prove to be great for both of us.”
I’m not sure why, but justtalkingabout the act has me squirming and we’ve done nothing so far! “Cruz? Shut up and kiss me,” I demand.
“Your wish is my command, kitten,” he replies, curling so we’re face-to-face.
As his lips descend toward mine and finally connect, I lose myself in his touch. There are no thoughts of that night or what happened lurking around. No, the only thing I’m aware of is Cruz. His touch, his scent, his gentleness. When I start wiggling, he pulls back and raises his brow as if to ask, “What do you need?”
“I need this off,” I say out loud, pulling at the sleeve of my muumuu, which is the only thing that fits at this point. Still, they’re comfortable as all get out, and both Nonna and Abuela have a huge supply of them, so neither Jolie nor I have had to buy any. Yet. At least the ones we have are stylish and don’t look like potato sacks. I foresee adding these to my pajama drawer down the road. “I want to feel your skin against mine.”
He slides his hands under the hem at the bottom and soon, I’m snuggled against him with nothing except my granny panties and his sweats separating us. I can feel his hardness against my abdomen and a giggle slips out when Violet kicks me and I see it bounce.
“I think our daughter is trying to cock block me, kitten,” he teases as he leans back in and kisses me. “Got a newsflash for her, unlessyouchange your mind, we’re not stopping. Tell me what you want now, Mindy.”
“Will you suck my nipples, please?” He nods as his head descends again and soon, soft moans and mewls are coming out of my mouth as he alternates back and forth until both sides are throbbing in ecstasy. “God, Cruz, that feels so good,” I moan.
“I can tell, sweetheart, by how you’re grinding on my leg. You’re soaked, Mindy, absolutely drenched right now. Do you wanna ride?”
Suddenly shy, I merely nod instead of using my words. Cruz hauls us up so he’s once again sitting against the headboard and I’m straddling his lap. I can feel his erection pulsing against my pussy and I’m now frantic to get my underwear off. “These have to go,” I mutter. Cruz moves my hands and then in a move that’s so smooth I’m beyond impressed, he snaps both sides and then pulls them out from between us.
“You’ve got some smooth moves there, mister,” I tease, completely uncaring that I’m naked and exposed to him. “What’s your next trick?” He grins and shimmies his hips and now I’m feeling the hot, hard length of him against my soaking core. “Will you help me mount?” I ask.
“With pleasure. Take your time, kitten, it’s not a race.”
Oh, but it is, because the months-long foreplay we’ve had going on, even though I wasn’t aware that’s what was happening, is finally going to result in what feels like a stratospheric orgasm. As I slowly slide down his length, I realize it’s a snug fit and don’t know if it’s from the hormones or what, but I raise back up and then drop down again until I’m finally seated against his pelvis. With my clit distended, his pubic hairs are brushing against it, sending wave after wave of pleasure through me.
“I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven,” he says, his hands coming out to lightly grip my hips. “Even if nothing else happens, this is worth everything to me.”
“Oh, more’s gonna happen, I promise,” I reply, leaning in to kiss him. “I may need help to keep my balance, of course, but I’m about to see if I have a future in the rodeo.”
He lightheartedly chuckles but keeps hold of my hips as I start moving up and down on him, adding his own thrusts upward until soon all that can be heard is skin slapping and my moans. Grabbing his shoulders, I start grinding downward every time I meet the saddle of his hips, adding a little extra oomph to the sensations that have me feeling as though I’m hooked into a live, electrical wire. When my release crashes over me, I scream as waves and waves of pleasure send every nerve ending into hyperdrive.
“Cruz, oh God, oh God,” I stammer. “Feels so damn good.”
“Yeah it does, kitten, you got another one in you?” he asks, increasing his upward thrusts.
“I don’t know!” I wail, the emotional overload making me want to laugh and cry at the same time.
I haven’t stopped moving and soon, another wave starts building. He extends his hand so his thumb can stroke my distended clit and I feel my pussy clamp down on his dick. “That’s it, sweetheart, milk my cock,” he growls as he thrusts one more time and stills.
He pulses inside of me, adding to my own wetness and now, there are squelching noises as well as our labored breathing. The sound has me giggling as I collapse in his arms, completely spent. “If I had known it would be this good, I would’ve pushed to do this sooner,” I murmur, kissing his neck.
“You weren’t ready then, kitten, and I told you months ago that I’m a patient man. Rest now, I’ve got you,” he says.
“You can’t be comfortable like this,” I mumble, my sated body sinking further into his.
“I’m fine, Mindy, just fine,” he replies, his hands stroking up and down my back. Aftershocks from two of the best orgasms of my life eventually ease and between being wholly satiated and his gentle touch, I drift off into slumberland.
Much later, as we soak in the tub, I manage to turn enough so I’m looking at him and say, “I love you, Cruz Dempsey. I don’t know what I did to deserve a man like you, but I’m never going to complain about it at all. If what happened to me led us to this, then it was worth it to go through that hell and come out the other side. I know I’ll probably still have moments, and I don’t know how I’ll be when the trial finally happens, but I want you to know that you and your love mean everything to me.”
“I love you more, Mindy Dempsey. You and Violet, as well any future kids we might have, are the reason I keep pushing through all the delays on my stuff. As long as we’re together, we can face anything.”
“Together,” I reiterate. “Now, how tired are you exactly?”
His chuckles as he lifts me out of the tub and carries me to the bed ring in my ears.
Turns out, he wasn’t all that tired after all!
