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But then I look at the way the t-shirt hugs not just her tits but her belly. Our baby. She’s bigger than I expected and even hotter because of it. I take a step forward, hand shooting out, eager to touch my growing baby.
Our lips fuse together like long-lost lovers like we were more than just on the cusp of something before I went inside. We kiss like we’ve had a lifetime together before our time apart, and I hold her closer, deepen the kiss as my hands finally get to roam the curves that have been starring in my dreams for far too long.
Sophie whimpers, and her hands go to my biceps, gripping me tight as if she, too, is a little unsteady from this wild, hot kiss. Her delicate hands start to paw at my arms and chest as if she can’t get close enough, and when I lift her in my arms, her legs wrap around me, bringing my cock right where I need it.
“Tank,” she moans, straining to kiss my mouth, but her belly won’t let her.
I stare at her pretty face. Those big brown eyes are bare to me today, no glasses to hide every emotion flickering over her face. “You sure about this, Sophie?”
She nods. “I’m sure. Are you?”
“Fuck yeah. I’ve been sure since the first moment I had you.” I didn’t realize it then, but every fucking day since, all the days we were apart made it crystal clear to me. I set her on her feet and push her against the nearest wall, one hand tangling in her hair and the other rubbing her belly.
Her brows furrow in confusion. “But in your letter—”
“I said what needed to be said at the time, Sophie. I didn’t know how long I’d be locked up or even if I’d ever be free again. I couldn’t ask or even expect you to wait for me, not when I didn’t know if that’s what you wanted.”
“It’s what I wanted, Tank. It’s what I want. You are what I want.”
“Thank fuck for that,” I growl and kiss the hell out of her, guiding her over to the sofa because I’m too damn hungry for her to wait.
I bend her over the arm of the sofa and strip her out of her shorts and t-shirt, kissing my way down her spine. “Even more beautiful than I remember.”
I hadn’t had enough time with naked Sophie before going inside, and this, her hard pink nipples, expanding waistline, and hips that fit my hands perfectly, is going into the memory bank.
“Tank, please,” she moans, wigging her hips and ass right in my face.
My lips curl into a smile. “Arch your back for me, Sophie.”
Her brows knit into a frown, and she looks over her shoulder at me. “With this belly? You’re lucky I’m in this position at all, so get on it.”
“Okay, mama,” I tell her and sink to my knees. “This,” I whisper and kiss one round ass cheek and then the other. “Is,” I kiss the inside of her thighs, moving closer and closer to where I need to be, inhaling the scent of her arousal. “Just where I want you.”
I lean forward until my breath fans her pussy, and she clenches before stopping me. “Soph?”
“I’ve been cleaning all day,” she says in a soft whisper, but her eyes are dark with arousal, and that’s all I give a fuck about.
“Do you want me to stop?” I don’t want to, but if that’s what she needs to be comfortable.
“No,” she sighs. “I want you right now. I need you.”
I don’t even answer, just dive right between those thick thighs until her sweet and tangy honey hits my tongue, and she pushes back to meet me stroke for stroke. I growl my pleasure because fuck me, she tastes like sunshine and sin, and it’s the perfect first meal after too many fucking months of lockup. I eat her pussy while she grips the sofa, pushing back, begging for more.
“Tank, yes!” She tosses her head back, shouting her pleasure as she rolls her hips, keeping up with the steady swipe of my tongue. “Oh fuck, I’ve missed you. Missed this.”
She’s so fucking wet, I know it’s true. Her pussy drips down her thighs before I slip two fingers into her already pulsing cunt. The sounds she makes has my cock straining against my zipper. My whole body is wound tight, but I’ve been dreaming about this moment for too long to rush it. I want her soft and sated from her first orgasm before I fuck her how I want to, how I need to.
“Oh, God, Tank. That feels so fucking good.”
“You’re so fucking wet, babe.” I slide my thumb and middle finger into her juices, finger-fucking her until her eyes drift shut. “You’ve been thinking about me, like this, eating your wet pussy until you can’t see straight?”
She nods. “And more.” The words come out breathless, and I smile at the way she looks, half-gone with lust and the need to come.
“This kind of more?” I swirl my tongue around her clit, sliding my thumb into her dripping pussy, fucking her in shallow strokes before sliding my middle finger two knuckles deep into her tight asshole.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God.” Her hips rock, taking me deeper with every back-and-forth motion. “Tank,” she shouts as her body goes tense for a long, silent moment. Then I suck her clit hard, and she bursts. “Fuck!” Her body shakes and shivers, her hands in a white-knuckle grip on the sofa as pleasure flows out of her.
I don’t stop my oral torture because I can’t. Every aftershock is a mini orgasm on its own, and she’s not sated yet. My tongue flicks over her clit, and her hips buck again and again before she pulls away. “Problem?”
