AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I flinched.
“It’s okay. You won’t hurt it. Regardless to how it feels for me, it’s still pretty early for you to be able to feel it moving.”
“I’m not sure what it was.” I looked up at her after a moment, our baby still under our combined hands. “But I loved it.” I slipped off the couch, so that my knees were on the edge, my face in her lap. I pressed my lips to the mound again.
“Brady,” she murmured, her fingers back in my hair.
“Cici, let me.” I pulled back, leaving kisses up and down the side of her torso as she shifted to sit in front of me. My hands slipped up, caressing the bare skin of her sides and around to cup the smooth, heavy weight of her breasts. She moaned, her knees trapping me between them as I massaged the sensitive skin there. When I shifted once again, my hands fell to her waistband, questioning. Cici raised her hips, urging me on.
I smiled against her thighs as I tugged both the shorts and her underwear free and tossed them into the living room behind us. When I return to kissing her, Cici’s hand pushed at me, attempting to draw me up to her once more.
But I shook my head, my pulse bright as the taste of her skin made me drunk. “Let me,” I murmured against her knee. “Let me love you.”
“I’m scared,” she whispered back, and with startling clarity, I realize the depth of her answer.
I shook my head, gentling my touch as I sat there, waiting. My breath was warm on her most private part.
Then with a shuddering sigh, Cici’s hands dug into my hair, yanking. “Please.”
That one word released me from my holding pattern, and I nuzzled between her legs, driving her hips wide as my shoulders settled in. I let out a contented, rumbling noise as I felt the quiver, the excitement that even her brief bout of nerves couldn’t dispel.
Sliding my hands under her ass, I shifted her forward, exposing her to my waiting mouth. My mouth brushed over her lips, lingering, teasing. Cici’s breathy moan was sweet as the honey on my lips as she gripped my shoulders.
“Brady,” she moaned.
I kept my touch light, barely kissing her as I moved up and down over the heat of her.
“What is it?”
“I need more.”
“I’m in charge today,” I teased. Pressing a firm hand down on her hip bones as they rose up, begging more insistently.
Her frustrated noise was music to my ears as the tip of my tongue slipped out to taste her. Tasting my way up and down her folds as she jerked against my mouth, trying to get me closer.
“You keep acting like that, and I won’t give you anything,” I whispered against her legs.
She stopped immediately, even her hands on my shoulders growing relaxed.
“Just, let me.”
As soon as her ass fell back into my hands, I released my control, diving into her taste again. This time, boldly, pressing the flat of my tongue against the seam of her before swirling up to brush over the eager, tight nub of her body. Again and again, I traced the line of her, feeling the way her knees tightened on my shoulders.
“Are you ready for more, beautiful? You taste like heaven in my mouth.”
Cici groaned, arching her back. Feeling my gaze, she slipped a hand from my shoulder to run up her body, where she cupped her breast through my shirt. It sent a straight shot of lust straight to my cock.
Dropping my head back down, I lifted first one of her thighs, then the second over my shoulders. It brought the slick heat of her directly to my mouth. Meeting her gaze straight on, I let my tongue slip out, pressing deep into her hot little body.
Cici’s head flopped back against the couch, her breast forgotten as once again she gripped my shoulders. I savored the edge of her nails against my T-shirt as she pulled at me, the sweet, soft moans that spilled from her lips driving me higher. Swirling my tongue deep, I hooked a hand around to rub gentle circles of her clit.
Her hips bucked up, her chest heaving as wordless mumbles urged me on. I speared my tongue into her again, my mouth flush against her sweetness as my thumb continued to work her. I could feel how close she was, the heat, the wetness from her body surrounding me as the high of the moment consumed me.
And I consumed her.
Pulling back, I slipped my tongue around her clit, letting just two fingers deep into her pussy. I met her gaze, her blue eyes blown wide. “Let go for me,” I said, and then dropping my mouth to suck softly on her clit, I curled my fingers inside her tight heat.
Her cry was loud, unmuffled and unapologetic as her muscles clamped down on my fingers, shaking and milking at them. I nearly came on the spot.
