Page 46 of Glass Wings

“You want me to talk dirty to you, baby? You want to hear how all I’ve been thinking about is cuming in your tight pussy and hearing you scream my name?”

“Easton,” she moans as I lower my attention to her large breasts. Reaching behind her, I unlatched her bra, letting her beautiful tits loose. Her pebbled pink nipples are just waiting for my mouth.

“What next, Little Bird?”

She lets out a deep low moan as my lips latch onto a nipple, sucking, biting, tasting.

I missed her noises, the way her body would arch into mine, and how perfectly my name sounds on her lips when she comes.

“Inside. I need you inside.”

I switch nipples and she moans again.

“Nope tell me what happens next in your fantasy.”

“I, uh, I don’t remember,” she mumbles her hands sliding into my long hair and tugging as I suck harder on her nipple.

“I didn’t get to taste your pussy?”

“Stop playing with me and fuck me,” she demands, her eyes dark with frustration and desire.

“As you wish, baby, this is your fantasy after all.” I pull my boxers down and don’t give her a chance to think as I press the head of my throbbing cock to the lips of her wet pussy. “You said inch by inch?” I tease, sliding just the tip into her tight entrance.

“Easton!”

I hover back, trying to figure out how to make this perfect for her with her giant belly in the way. I can’t lean on her, but I can hover.

“Ready for more?” I’m not only teasing her, at this point, this is fucking torture for me.

“God, yes!” Her hands latch onto my forearm’s, nails biting into my skin.

I slide in slower, giving her just a little bit more. “Are you sure you can handle it all?”

She whimpers and her eyes flutter, but she doesn’t offer a response. So I slide in even further, her warmth and wetness wrapping around me perfectly.

“Beg for it.”

“Easton I’m going to kill you.”

“Doesn’t sound like begging to me, maybe I should pull out?” I tease and start to inch back out, even though everything inside me is screaming to just sink all the way and bottom out in her.

“Please, Easton, please I need more. I need all of you.” She weeps in desperation.

“What do you need more of?”

“You,” she whispers breathlessly.

“But what exactly do you need?”

“Your cock!” she screams, and I slide all the way in, both of us moaning in unison.

“Good girl, Harley. Good fucking girl.”

“Fuck me, please, I’ve missed you so much,” she begs again, and it turns me on even further. I hover over her and press a kiss to her swollen lips.

“I missed everything about you,” I whisper, finally giving into her pleas.

When we finally give in, it’s not perfect. Her belly presses between us, my nerves make me fumble, and we have to shift many times to find what works. But once we do, it’s everything.