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He just chooses for me.
In one quick motion, I’m flat on my back, Misha’s broad body between my legs. His lips find my neck and his fingers keep exploring my pussy. I try to remember the reason I came in here in the first place.
When his tongue swirls over my clit, I give up completely.
Questions can wait until morning.
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MISHA
I make her finish first. I can’t help myself—every moan that crosses her lips makes me want to draw a hundred, a thousand, a million more.
She’s still trembling from release when I peel her out of her dress. Paige is always gorgeous, but the way she is growing and softening in pregnancy drives me mad. The gentle swell of her stomach reminds me how intimately the two of us are tied together now.
A few months ago, that might have terrified me.
Now, I want to revel in it.
I crawl over her, keeping my weight on my arms, and drive into her wetness. She claws at my shoulder blades and drags her hands down my biceps, but I hold back. I fuck her slowly, working her into a tangle of lust and desire.
I suck on her nipples and I kiss her neck. I lick my way down to her belly button. I tease her until she’s breathless, until she’s moaning my name amidst a string of unintelligible words.
Pleasure tightens like a fist in my stomach, but I hold off. I wait until she’s ready.
“Misha,” she cries, grinding her hips into mine. “I’m coming.”
Her body tightens around mine, and I pull out, climb on top of her, and release.
My cum pours onto her breasts. I paint her beautiful chest, then massage my signature into her skin as she moans and whimpers her way back to limp silence.
“Fuck,” I growl.
She’s lying prone on the bed, eyes closed, chest heaving. The sight alone has me half ready for round two. But I ease off of her and wipe myself clean.
Paige sits up and reaches for a tissue. “What?” she asks when she notices me looking at her. “Am I not allowed to wipe your cum off me at all?”
I smirk. “I’ll allow it this time.”
She smiles and towels off her chest and legs. Then she curls up in the top sheet.
“What are you doing?”
She holds it tight under her chin. “I’m covering up.”
“I can turn up the heat if you’re cold.”
“No, I’m not cold. I just… I’m feeling a little vulnerable right now.”
“Why?”
She throws me a skeptical look. “It’s no secret my body’s changing. I’m getting bigger.”
I grab her arm and pull her against me. “In the sexiest way possible.”
She is still trying to pull the sheet over herself. I growl and kick the blankets away.
“Misha!” she protests, trying to grab at the sheet.
