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“How chivalrous of you,” I murmur with a laugh, walking over to the closet to grab a better outfit for dinner tonight. “I’m sure it’s completely for my benefit and not selfish in the slightest.”
Rhys smiles devilishly, his blue eyes darkening as he walks slowly towards me. My body comes alive as he walks towards me, my thighs clenching at the intense look in his eyes. Turning my back to him to hide my flushed cheeks, I feel him press against my back and shiver at the contact.
“Oh no, baby. It’s definitely selfish,” he whispers in my ear, brushing my black hair away from the back of my neck. He places a soft, barely there kiss to the newly exposed skin. “Having you all to myself, worshiping every inch of you until you scream my name in ecstasy, it’s all I can think about sometimes.”
“You can do that without getting rid of the other two,” I whisper back, pushing my ass up and back into his obvious erection. “Make me scream your name while they fight between themselves. I think that’s a much better use of our time.”
Rhys hums against my skin as he trails his lips up the sensitive skin, his teeth suddenly grazing my earlobe causing a gasp to escape at the zing that goes straight to my clit. Spinning me around, Rhys takes my lips with his own, devouring my mouth like it’s the first meal he’s had in weeks.
I put my arms around his neck, using his shoulders to help pull myself up when his hands slide under my thighs and pick me up. He walks until my back touches the wall, his lips never leaving mine.
My hands move between the two of us as I try to take all of our clothes off at once. Rhys pulls back with a chuckle to help me in my chaotic tearing at the offending fabric that’s between us. Using his hips to press me against the wall and hold me in place, he takes his shirt off and discards it off to the side. My shirt and bra quickly get added to the pile, the cooler air tickling my hot, flushed skin in the best way.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Rhys murmurs reverently. One of his hands moves under my ass while the other tangles in my hair. “I can’t wait to taste your sweet pussy. I need you on the bed, spread out in front of me, now.”
Rhys kisses me deeply, his hands holding me steady as he walks us to the bed and lays me out underneath him. It takes him two point five seconds to take off my jeans and panties, baring me to his hungry gaze.
His hands explore my body, brushing and trailing over every inch until he reaches my thighs. Bending down, his blue eyes meet mine just as his breath caresses my pussy. I bite my lip in anticipation, the throbbing ache growing with every millisecond I wait for him to make a move.
I can feel the wetness between my folds increasing with every throb of my pussy. Rhys slides a finger through the evidence of my growing arousal, groaning when he slips a finger inside of me and feels just how ready I am for him.
Rhys licks my clit, my body jolting at the sudden, intense pleasure that fills me. His one hand sits gently on my lower abdomen, holding me in place as he uses his fingers and tongue to sends me to fucking heaven. Every flick of his tongue and curl of his fingers brings me closer to the earth-shattering peak of climax that I’ve come to crave.
“Yes! Fuck, Rhys. Please, please, please!” I beg him to bring me over the edge, my moans and screams getting louder the closer I get.
Within minutes I’m cumming with a scream, my body shaking and shuddering with the force of my orgasm. The one thing pregnancy has been good for is the extra sensitivity which has made orgasms and sex become next level.
Rhys throws off his pants and boxers quickly then climbs on the bed, holding me against him and bringing me further up the bed with him. I kiss him deeply, tasting the saltiness of my climax on his tongue, sending me into an almost feral state.
He lines up his cock with my entrance, thrusting inside of me in one smooth, hard motion. Gripping his biceps tightly, I hang on and enjoy the ride. Rhys drives into me, hitting all the right places in a deep, fast rhythm that I love so much.
“Fuck, Lay. I will never get tired of this,” Rhys moans, pushing up onto his knees and gripping my hips to angle his cock even deeper inside of me. “I love you so fucking much. Fuck, yes, grip my cock just like that.”
My pussy clenches at his words, gripping him and increasing the friction ever so slightly. Our moans fill the room, every thrust of Rhys’ hips bringing us closer to the peak of climax. Rhys shakes, moaning my name as he falls over the edge first. He moves his hand to my clit, rubbing it with tight circles to bring me to orgasm with him.
My body responds like a well-strung guitar, my climax hitting me so hard every limb freezes in place. My breath is caught in my throat as the orgasm washes over me, each wave more intense than the next until finally it releases me from its grip.
I gasp into the room, finally catching my breath while my limbs go weak and heavy on the bed. Rhys pulls out and rolls off of me, his breathing fast and erratic beside me. We lay there trying to catch our breath for who knows how long. It could be seconds, minutes, or hours before we finally start moving again.
Rhys gets up first, pulling a clean towel from the back of the door to clean me up. We started keeping clean towels in every room just in case we get hit with the horny bug since it’s easier to quickly wipe up before going to the bathroom instead of hobbling there like a cum goblin.
“You head to the bathroom first,” Rhys says, helping me off the bed and placing a gentle kiss to the top of my head. “Unfortunately we need to leave in like forty-five minutes to get to Dot’s.”
Rhys looks at me sheepishly, a cute blush rising in his cheeks. It probably wasn’t his intention to bring me in here and rock my world before going to see family, but it is what it is.
“That’s more than enough time,” I assure him with a kiss. “I’ll go jump in the shower quickly and just skip washing my hair. A little dry shampoo and it’ll be good as new. Can you find my purple flowy top with the white lace on it, please?”
“Of course, babe. I think that one ended up in Adam’s room.” Rhys pulls on his boxers to head out of the room. “We really need to centralize all of your stuff. Maybe we should look into moving.”
I follow Rhys out of the room without bothering with clothes since the only people here are ones who have consistently seen me naked at this point and turn towards the bathroom.
“You want to move?” I ask over my shoulder once I process his words fully. “I thought you loved this house?”
“It’s just an idea I’ve been tossing around. We can think about it and bring it up to the other two,” Rhys responds with a shrug.
Riggs steps out of the bathroom as I approach the door, his eyes moving up and down my body with appreciation. “I kinda like the idea of buying a new house together,” he mumbles, his eyes never leaving me. “Especially with the babies coming. While I’m fine using Dec’s old room as the nursery, I also feel like it has a lot of memories still attached that aren’t fair to them.”
“That’s a good point,” I agree, sliding past Riggs to jump in a shower. My forty-five minutes are dwindling faster. “Why don’t we find a time this week to sit down and discuss it more? I desperately need to get ready if we’re going to make it to Hayley’s dinner.”
