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My jaw dropped open as the impending orgasm started. I could feel it coming and knew if I just squeezed against his fingers, adding just a little more tightness to the mix, I would fly over that edge.
I needed it, though.
So I did.
“Yeah, baby, take what you need,” was Conor’s response when I clamped down over his fingers. No sooner than the words were out of his mouth, and I was gone.
“Shit,” I said as my body shook and shuddered against him. My chest was heaving and my legs were shaking. If it weren’t for Conor’s arms, I would be a puddle on the ground.
I opened my eyes as the true high finally finished, even with my body shuddering and the aftereffects of my orgasm still sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
“You’re fucking beautiful.” Conor slipped his hand from between my legs, his eyes fixed on the sight. As his eyes raked back up my body, they lingered on my chest. When they stayed there, I looked down as well.
“Oh my God!” I moved my hands to cover myself. I was leaking. Oh my God! Everyone always talked about how they had a baby and they were waiting for their milk to come in; what the fuck was this?
This was so embarrassing.
“Oh my God. I can’t… Oh my…” I tried to step away, but Conor put his hands to my hips yet again, holding me in place.
Then, without a word, he did the one thing I never in my wildest dreams would have imagined, and quite frankly, had I thought of him doing it, I would have been mildly grossed out. He licked me.
“Conor!”
I tried to step back but he just moved to do the same to my other breast, his hands squeezing my hips.
“It’s normal, Mia,” he finally said as he straightened. “And oddly erotic.”
“But… You… No! No, you can’t do that. That’s… weird, Conor.”
He just grinned, his bearded cheeks lifting and this eyes twinkling in the dimming light of the room. “It’s fucking hot.” He turned me to face the bed and walked us right up to the edge before he covered my breasts with his hands, kneading them. “I read about it. Maybe watched a video or two, too.”
I frowned, looking over my shoulder. “You read about it?” I hadn’t even read about it! I pretty much just skimmed the ‘what your baby looks like now’ web pages and just rolled with it all. But Conor was reading about my pregnancy? What universe was this?
“Yep. Read about it.”
“And by watching, you mean…” I thought about it for a moment, then my eyes widened. I couldn’t turn toward him because he was holding me in place but my jaw still dropped. “You watched porn about lactating women? Oh my God, Conor!”
He chuckled lightly. “I was curious about the fetish. Didn’t quite get it. Even watching it, didn’t really get it, but with you?” He nodded. “Totally get it.”
“Do you watch porn regularly?” That could be a problem. Not a big problem, because it wasn’t like I had never watched it, but if he was going to go that route instead of with me, that would be a problem.
“Mia. Babe. I just went a month without sex. Yeah, I watched it pretty regularly.” His grin grew and he lifted a hand to swirl a finger in my face. “And you, miss, can’t say a damn thing about it, because one of those times was on your laptop, and one of the sites was already archived.”
I blushed even though it really wasn’t anything to be super embarrassed about. The man knew I had toys so it shouldn’t be that big of a deal but women and porn was just so… Taboo.
“I’d much rather be fucking you, though, if that’s what you’re worried about. But maybe someday we can watch together.” He added his sexy wink and I decided to let it go.
Because he had a point.
“Enough talk. You had your turn, it’s mine.” To prove his point, he held his body close to mine, his thick, hard cock trapped between our bodies and pushing into my back.
“How do you want me, then?” I was going with bravado tonight. He wanted me to be more vocal, I was going to certainly try.
“What do you think is going to be comfortable? You haven’t been sleeping on your back.” He would notice something like that.
I thought about it, trying to figure out which position would feel the best. When I stepped away from him this time he let me, and I crawled up on to his much-too-big bed, my belly hanging low, and grabbed a pillow to put under my chest. I lowered my upper body and looked back at him. “Good for you?”
His hand was on his cock, squeezing it and pumping from base to head. He licked his lower lip and his grin was wicked and visceral. He moved to kneel on the bed behind me, between my spread knees, and palmed my ass. “Damn, you’re fucking gorgeous.”
