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I remove my hand from between her legs.
Reese cries out, her head straightening in a second, her eyes opening wide, and her gaze focused on mine. She’s fucking pissed, and it’s beautiful. She’s fucking perfect, this woman, and I don’t care how goddamn mushy that sounds.
When you think you’ve lost someone forever, then you get them back and find out they’re going to have your baby, all that macho bullshit flies out of the window… well, almost all of it.
“Tell me,” I demand. “Or you don’t come.”
“I’ll make myself come,” she snaps.
My lips twitch into a smirk. “How’s that been going for you lately?” I ask.
I know how It goes.
I know how it all goes.
I’m sure that a lot of her sexual issues come from this asshole ex of hers, and I will find them all out eventually, but as of right now, it doesn’t matter. What I do know without a single shred of doubt is that Reese cannot make herself come. A man has to do that for her, and he has to pull it out of her.
That man is and forever will be me.
So, if she doesn’t give me what I want, she won’t get what she wants.
REESE
If I could wrap my fingers around his throat right now and choke him out, I would. This man knows that I cannot come without his hands, and he’s taken them away.
I hate this shit.
Being on the edge, so close and yet a million miles away. Feeling as if a million little ants are crawling all over my skin because my nerve endings are all on high alert.
“Lance,” I exhale.
I feel his length twitch beneath me when I say his name. I love this name. I don’t know why he would ever go by Agony when he has this one. Slipping one of my hands up his thigh, I cup his balls with my palm and gently massage them.
I watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head and his jaw clenches. God, he’s beautiful. How I ever thought I could live my life without him, I’ll never know. I continue to massage his balls, tugging gently here and there as he groans.
“Tell me,” he grinds out. “I want to hear it.”
“Lance,” I whisper.
He hums, then I feel his hand between my legs again. His fingers feel so good. I can’t stop the moan that escapes my lips. This man. Everything about him. I missed every single part of him. As much as I want to hold back, not because I don’t love him, but just out of pure defiance, I can’t.
I’m so close to coming that I know if he takes his hand away, I might just explode. So, I say the words he wants to hear. The words I have known to be true for months. The words I never thought I would be able to say to him in person.
“I love you, Lance,” I whimper. “I love every single part of you.”
Then it happens.
Whatever he does, it’s exactly what I need. I come. It rolls through me and slams into me all at the same time. I come hard and fast. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I release my grasp on his balls, choosing to grip his thigh again as I thrust my hips forward and my thighs uncontrollably shake.
“I love you,” I exhale breathlessly.
His fingers grip my hips tightly as he lifts me, and I feel his length against my center. I can’t even comprehend what’s happening right now. Until he guides me completely down along his length.
“Oh God,” I whimper. “Yes.”
Lance continues to grip my hips, using my body to move up and down his length, over and over, moving me the way he wants me. Using my body for his pleasure. I love it.
I’ve never felt sexier than I do in this moment. I don’t know if it’s a combination of being on top, the grunts and groans he’s making, the pregnancy, or the way his eyes never break from mine.
