AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Beneath my hand, I feel him move. It’s not the first time I’ve felt it, but it has the same effect on me. My stomach, my world, caves in until I’m short on breath. I press back to let him know I’m here. I’ll always be here.
* * *
“Please, Max.”
My eyes flash open, but I don’t move a muscle until I know exactly where she is, so I don’t roll on her or elbow her—don’t hurt her.
She’s laying on me, her lips trailing softly down my throat, and…fuck me. I’m aching to come.
My cock woke up before me.
Or never fell asleep.
“Little one.” I lift my arm to touch her, but can’t. Tilting my chin upward, I meet the culprit of my restraint—her ballet tape circling my wrist and strapped to the headboard.
My body floods with heat.
It’s dangerous how much I want to sink my cock into her, have her swallow and suck me in.
I’ll tear her in two.
She’s so fucking fragile, but she doesn’t see it. She’s lost weight since being pregnant, and there was nothing of my ballerina to start with.
“I can snap that tape in a second.”
“But you won’t,” she whispers against my skin, crawling down, her pregnant belly touching me as she goes.
Cassidy doesn’t wait for me to wake up completely, wrapping her mouth around my cock and swallowing the length, her tongue undulating against the vein pulsing underneath.
Fuck.
Reaching back with my free hand, I grip the headboard and wrestle with my muscles to not take her like a feral animal.
We haven’t had sex in months. I can’t. I can’t risk hurting her, but—God-fucking-dammit, she groans around my cock, the vibrations filling my veins.Shefills my veins. And I want her there.
She takes me to the back of her tongue, gags, and I both want to shove myself deeper and pull out to check she’s breathing. But…
Fuck me, her mouth feels good.
With my unrestrained hand, I reach down and stroke her throat as she works me hard, fast, a greedy sucking that has my head burning up and my body shaking through the effort to control my feverish impulse.
Stay in fucking control, Max, you arsehole.
I flex my hips, fucking into her mouth, but she stops and my cock slides along her tongue and out. My balls ache from the withdrawal, but now she is scampering up my body.
Don’t you fucking dare, little one.
Growling, I rip my wrist free from the headboard, snapping the fabric easily but not fast enough because she’s spread her white thighs over me, lowering herself onto my cock, and…Goddammit, the fucking relief of being inside her blinds me for a moment.
A perfect moment.
A moment of solace.
A moment I don’t despise myself quite as much.
Then I growl, possessing her hips to stop her from taking another inch inside her delicate body. I look down. Her pussy, stretched and open, is a pink ribbon banding my cock. She is halfway down. Her mouth is open, panting, and the corners are ticked in a smile of utter relief.
“Max,” she whimpers, squeezing my cock, forcing a consuming pleasure to dot my eyes. She dances halfway down my length, her hips rolling and circling. She’s going to fuck me whether I hold her here or not.
