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He kneels, resting his palms flat against my knees. He tries to part my legs, but I offer up some resistance. “Stop challenging me.”
“Tell me the truth,” I reply firmly, my breath still not fully caught.
Dean parts my legs with little effort, holding them wide. He looks down. Rolling his bottom lip under his teeth, those green eyes look as though he’s about to feast on me.
I wriggle against the back of the chair, trying to sit up. As much as I want it. I also want the truth.
“No.” His hand lands on my chest, holding me down.
“Dean!” I try again to move, but he presses me harder.
“Don’t. Move.” His head dips, and I lose sight of him behind my bump.
Cool air then blankets between my parted legs, and I bite my lip, stopping the groan of pleasure that tries to escape me. I throw my head back, feeling his wet tongue slide straight up the middle. My body slumps. I’m pretty sure he’s going to win.
Flicking over the swollen nub, two fingers dive in my pussy.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out, my fingers digging into the leather.
He sucks my clit before he swaps his fingers for his tongue. The sensation has me collapsing with bliss in the seat. “Are you with me, babe?”
“Hmm,” I moan, unable to talk.
Dean’s tongue is relentless. Every flick, lick and suck from him has me rocking my hips into his face. Hot heat swims in my belly. My toes tingle as they curl. I’m going to come. “VP,” I mumble, turning my head to the side as he increases his speed, edging me closer.
“No more,” he says quickly, before he’s back on me, his fingers fucking me with tenacity.
I want to say no. I need the truth. But now, I need to come. I’m sweaty, my body starting to shake in anticipation of my impending orgasm. There’s no way I can say no now. No means this stops. And this can’t ever stop. “Yes,” I whimper.
I push myself up straighter, wanting to see him. He looks up, his eyes on mine, and I watch as he slowly licks me, his nose moving side to side as he spreads me. Two fingers are then back inside, teasing the sweet spot. “Yes,” I groan louder.
He stands bending over me, carefully pulling me into his arms. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he walks me back to the bed. He lays me flat, guiding my body as I lower to my back.
Lifting both my legs, he bends them, holding them wide at my knees. He lines himself up, then enters me, his cock filling me to the hilt.
“Fuck, Dean.” One hand scrunches into my hair. I need to let go. Need my release. “Please.”
Pulling his hips back, he groans, watching when he then pushes back inside. I hear him hiss as I arch my back, the weight from the baby and him filling me combined, makes me feel so incredibly full. “Say it,” he tells me. He draws back, holding just the very tip inside me.
“Yes!” I cry.
He drives home. “Say it,” he pushes past gritted teeth. He draws back again, this time holding himself still.
I need him to fill me. I try to push back onto him.
“Tell me, Mads.”
I try to prise my eyes open, but it’s no good. “I won’t,” I choke out. “I won’t ask.”
Slam. He drives so hard my whole-body jerks. Again. I need that again.
Slam.
I bite my lip, gripping the sheets around my head, smiling as I reach a new high. “Yes, Dean, just like that!”
Slam. Slam. Slam. He doesn’t stop. He keeps his rhythm. “Mads,” he cries. He grips my legs tighter, fucking me hard and unforgivingly. He’s careful of the baby, not fully losing control with me, but dominating my body so I know he’s serious. I mustn’t ask again. I mustn’t ask him how he’s out. “Together, babe.” The sounds of wet slaps and our moans vibrate the air around us. “Take me with you.”
My body tightens. My orgasm washing over me in one hot wave. “VP!” I cry. “I’m coming!”
