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"I like it," she whispered. "I like the way it feels to have you inside me." My brows lifted as she pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.
"Good," I said against her. "I love knowing you're full of me all night and day. It makes me fucking feral—" I stopped myself. "We need to be more careful, though."
"I know," she whispered, resting her head on my chest. "Can we worry about it tomorrow?"
"Of course," I murmured. "Rest, baby girl. I won't wake you again." She nestled deeper into my chest as I stared up at the ceiling.
I know I said we needed to be careful, but a part of me knew it was a lie. I didn't want to be careful. I wanted to watch her swell with my baby and be unapologetic about it. But she was young and had dreams, I couldn't take her youth from her by tying her down with a baby.
My stomach twisted in knots.
She had a whole life before me. Would she get tired of playing Mom to her niece and wife to a man who didn't deserve it? When would she realize she could do so much better than me?
I never wanted that to happen, but I wasn't stupid. She was beautiful, and sweet, and ambitious. I couldn't hold her back or she'd resent me. But I couldn't give her up, either.
Letting out a long breath, I kissed her head again, letting her scent ground me. I'd worry about that shit later. Right now, she was in my arms, content, and safe, and happy.
Happy.
I was happy.
It’d been too long since I’d truly felt like this, and it just made me even more terrified of losing her.
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reagan
"Fuck, baby,"Eli groaned, tightening his hold on my hair. I peeked up at him, finding the veins in his neck popping, his chest heaving with each labored breath. He dropped his head back on another groan. "You're making me feel so fucking good."
I pressed my thighs together at his praise. I had no idea I had such an intense praise kink until he started praising me. I didn't know where it came from for either of us, but I wasn't complaining.
"Just like that," he hissed. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes warm as dropped his head forward to watch me. "You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth." I felt my face redden. "How about you rub your pussy for me, angel? Make yourself come while you swallow what I give you." I whimpered, but obeyed and snaked my hand under my skirt, finding my panties a wet mess.
He gripped my head with both hands and began lifting his hips, gently thrusting. His cock hit the back of my throat and I gagged, but it seemed to spur him on. He fucked my mouth faster.
Tears formed in my eyes as I stared up at him, letting him use me for his pleasure. I rubbed faster at my clit over my panties, feeling my orgasm teetering on the edge. I was still so sensitive from my double orgasms last night, and the other one he gave me this morning before he left for work.
I hadn't expected him to come home for lunch, but he walked through the door ten minutes ago and the look in his eye told me he needed me. And I needed him.
My fingers moved faster, and he sped up, his grip tightening in my hair. He ground his teeth together, his eyes boring into mine.
"That's it," he grunted. "So fucking close." Saliva dripped from my mouth as he fucked me harder. "So pretty for me, on your knees, like a good little girl." I cried out around his cock, and he grinned down at me. "Do you like hearing me tell you how pretty you are? How sweet and messy you look?" My fingers moved faster, more drool poured from my mouth, and tears dripped from my eyes.
Pride shone in his eyes as he fucked my mouth. I'd never felt more warm, more proud of myself, than I did in that moment.
"You're close for me, aren't you?" he murmured. His touch was rough, yet gentle in my hair as he thrusted his hips faster. I whined around his cock as I pushed myself closer to the edge, my eyes silently pleading with him. "I know, baby. I know you need to come. Come for me. Come, Reagan."
My eyes rolled back and my mouth went slack. I barely felt him pushing into my throat as my body tightened as I came.
"Swallow it all, angel," he grunted, thrusting a final time before stilling.
My body was still convulsing as his salty come filled my mouth. I greedily drank him down, forcing my eyes to stare into his. He bared his teeth as he stared down at me, his fingers digging into my scalp. Finally, he relaxed his grip as I swallowed the last mouthful he gave me. Gently, he massaged where he'd been gripping me and pulled his cock from my mouth.
"That's my girl," he murmured. "Thank you, angel. That felt amazing." I licked my lips, savoring him as I smiled up at him. Despite having just come, I wanted to again. I didn't know what it was with him, but I couldn't get enough. I'd never been this horny in my fucking life. "Did I hurt you?" He stroked his thumb along my lower lip, wiping away my spit and his cum.
"No," I breathed. "I liked it." He hummed thoughtfully, moving his thumb back to my lower lip.
"You like it rough, but like soft words," he murmured. I blinked at him. I hadn't analyzed what turned me on, but apparently, he had.
