Page 30 of Kept for Pleasure


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“You made it dirty.And I’m forever thankful for that.”

She gasps as I tweak her clit, the bliss rocking her.Our hands clamor on top of one another as we rush to pull off my belt and pull down my zipper.She reaches in and takes hold of my bulge.I wasn’t as forward thinking as she is, foolishly wearing underwear.It’s a problem solved easily enough.My pants and boxers hit the floor around my ankles as she jumps into my arms, her dress hiked up and her sex grinding against my abdomen.

Our lips still entwined, we are overcome with mad desire.We can’t even get fully undressed before indulging in one another.I line myself up and push into her, savoring that overwhelming feeling that I’ve come to enjoy so damn much these past few weeks.Her pussy so powerfully squeezes my cock, so hungry for it.

And damn, I want to feed it.

I hit her rough and fast.We enjoy the tender, sweet kind of lovemaking, but that’s a sometimes thing.I’ve always had a taste for something a bit more extreme, and she’s explored her sexuality right along with me.She wants me to fuck her, not make love to her.

So I do that.I thrust myself hard and deep in her.Over and over again.I push her up the wall, letting her scream in my ear about how much more she wants, and how she wants me to take her even harder.She wants me to impale her on my cock, to use and abuse her.Her cunt squeezing me so fucking hard is just more proof I’m doing everything right.

Her fingers going through my hair, she squeezes my body for dear life.I don’t think I could get away from her during her throes of passion if I ever wanted to.Harder, faster, I rock into her, letting her sing my praises, enjoying every little bit of her.

Even this isn’t enough for me.She needs more, and I need to give it to her.I put a hand between us, finding her clit as I fuck her.I rub her with intense rhythm as I ram into her again and again, going as deep as I can with each and every thrust.

It doesn’t take long after that for her to hit her limit.I feel her sex throb around mine and her screams of ecstasy drive the point home.It’s all I need to erupt inside her.The orgasm trembles through me as I pour everything into her, holding her close, panting, my legs feeling a little weak after all that.

I hold her against the door.I kiss her.Neither of us are in any rush to go anywhere.

I think I always wanted her to be the mother of my children.The desire fueled my previous ‘mistakes’.And with her saying nothing about my coming inside her?

She wanted it too.

It’s just out in the open now.We’re madly in love with one another.We want a family.We want everything.

And we’re finally going to get it.

“Love you so much,” I whisper.

“Me too,” she replies, her voice wavering and weak.

EPILOGE ONE

CLARA

ONE YEAR LATER

I feel like a bloated mess of a woman.Everything’s puffy.Everything’s sore.I’m fat, and no one could ever find me attractive as I am now.

“You’re beautiful,” he says, kissing me on the cheek.“Don’t you ever forget that.”

His words are absolutely genuine.I can’t help but smile.I sit on the edge of the bed feeling sorry for myself, but this sweetheart is always here to remind me that my mental narrative isn’t necessarily the truth.

He finds me sexy.He always has.Throughout the past nine months, Sebastian’s desire for me hasn’t remotely waned.If anything?He’s been even more voracious.Which works out, because despite those feelings of self-loathing, my hormones are out of control and I feel horny a lot more than I ever did without a baby on board.

Sebastian runs his hand over my shoulder to my tender breast.I gasp, feeling a little milk leak out.He just chuckles.

“I need you now, babe,” he says.“Why don’t you lie down and let me take care of you?”

I swallow, looking at him and feeling the weirdest conflict.

On the one hand, my entire body aches and I feel so unattractive, no matter what he says to the contrary.

On the other hand?I look at him and I want to please him.I want him badly.I’m horny as hell and need some sort of outlet for that energy.

Pregnancy is weird.

I shoot him a glare.“Not feeling the best, so we’re doing this my way, Sebastian.”

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