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He ran his hand down my side and then over my thigh to slip it between my legs. “I’m going to eat my breakfast first. After I get enough of this sweet pussy in my mouth, we’re going to fuck.”

My pussy clenched. “All day?”

“Mmm, we’ll rest some. I want to fuck you in the shower. I want to keep my dick buried in you after we come and just hold you.”

I bit my bottom lip. “I know you’ve pulled out a lot, but there have been many times you didn’t.”

He bent his head and placed a kiss on my nipple. “I’m not gonna lie. The more I think about my baby growing inside you, the more I want it. Makes me fucking hard to think about it.”

I froze and stared up at him. “What?”

I was not ready to be a mother. I hadn’t had a mother. I wasn’t sure I could be a good one. And he didn’t know yet about my other stuff. Sure, he’d seen me at my worst yesterday, but when he found out why, he would probably be worried about my ability to be a good mother.

“That brain is spinning,” he whispered, pressing a kiss on the corner of my mouth.

“It’s just … we can’t. I mean, there’s a lot about my past that you don’t know. And a baby is a big deal. It means commitment, and I am not letting you take my baby and kick me out when you’re tired of me.”

Huck grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head as his body covered mine. “I don’t think a man can be any more committed to a pussy as I am to yours.”

He was grinning like this was funny. It was not funny. It was serious. I could be pregnant now. I’d been happily fucking away, not worrying about it. But what if I was?

“Real commitment. Not fucking.” I frowned, wishing he’d take this seriously.

Huck pushed my legs open with his knee, then settled his cock at my entrance. “You’re already fucking wet. Such a good girl,” he said as he slid into me slowly.

This was unfair. He was trying to distract me with sex.

“Huck,” I breathed. “We need to discuss this. Pull out, okay?”

“Mmm, but I want my girl’s cunt to be full of my cum all day,” he whispered as he slid almost out of me, then pushed back as deep as he could go.

A moan escaped me, and for a minute, I forgot what it was we were talking about.

“My pussy,” he said with a harder thrust. “No other dick is ever getting near this pussy.”

He grunted as his pace began to pick up. I pulled my knees up and cried out his name as he sank into me. The metal bar rubbed inside of me.

“I love that fucking piercing,” I moaned.

He chuckled against my neck. “My Prince Albert?”

“What?” I panted.

“The piercing is called a Prince Albert,” he explained.

Then, he began to do something with his hips that made it rub the one spot over and over. Every part of my body began to tremble.

“That feel good?” he asked.

I couldn’t make words at the moment. I just nodded and moved my hips with his as he teased and rubbed the same spot deep inside me. My nails dug into his biceps, and I was pretty sure I was crying or pleading. The climax that pierced through me was earth-shattering. The gush between my legs was more than usual.

Huck shouted my name and shot his release inside of me. For the moment, I was experiencing bliss and did not care. I wanted to keep him here forever. His mouth covered mine, and his tongue swept against mine slowly. I held on to him, using my mouth and my body to say the words I couldn’t.

When he broke our kiss, he kept his face close to mine. His warm breath heated my skin as he continued to slowly pump inside of me. Even though we’d both reached our orgasm.

“I’ll get you birth control,” he said against my cheek. “But even if I’ve not put a baby in you yet, you’re still mine. You’re not leaving me, Trinity. I’ll fucking chain you to my bed and eat your pussy three times a day. I won’t let you go.”

Tears stung my eyes. It was so odd to feel that again. I buried my face in his shoulder to hide my emotion. I didn’t want him to think I was making this about more than just sex. He’d made that clear. But when he tore down my emotional walls, he did something else too. He’d given me back my ability to love. Something I’d thought was broken in me. Maybe it had been, but Huck had healed it.

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