Fulfillment(10)

Gently putting the rim of the cup to my mouth, he tipped it slightly so that I could drink my tea. Some of it spilled from the corner of my mouth, dripping down my chin and onto my chest. He quickly moved forward and licked the drip with his tongue as it fell to my breast. I swallowed the remainder of my mouthful as his tongue sensitised my nipple, forcing my eyes to close momentarily then open back up again. He looked up at me with a satisfied grin then tilted the cup again, continuing to lick, suck and pull with his lips and tongue. I took in another mouthful, deliberately spilling some more from the opposite side of my mouth, in an attempt to have him please my other nipple equally. He smirked at my not-so-subtle trick and moved across my chest to do what I wanted him to, tantalising me with his hungry mind-blowing mouth, right up until I finished drinking my cup of tea. Best damn cup of tea EVER!

I continued to bite my tongue, refusing to speak as he placed the empty cup in the hand that held mine above my head—swapping it for the piece of bacon he had picked up from my plate. He tormented my mouth with the bacon, wiping it across my lips.

I stuck out my tongue and tasted its saltiness, then bit down on it with a stubborn scowl. He pushed his pelvis further into mine and kept licking and kissing the edges of my mouth.

“I want more,” I whispered. He groaned and kissed around my mouth with heightened intensity. “No....more bacon,” I explained, trying not to smile and raising my eyebrow at him.

He let go of my hands and stepped back. “What else do you want?” he asked, knowing I was not going to give in until he heard me out.

I put one of my hands out to indicate he give me the bacon. “Give me the bacon and I’ll tell you.”

He stepped closer, lifted my hand back up to the other and placed the piece of bacon in my mouth. “Well?” he asked, raising his eyebrows at me and holding my hands in place.

“I want you to back the fuck off and understand I have done this before. I know what I am and am not capable of when it comes to carrying my own child. You need to stop treating me as if I’m ignorant, because I am not.” I bit down aggressively on the bacon, which was now slightly wet and tasted like shit.

“Hunny, you need to understand that I haven’t done this before, and the thought of anything happening to you or our baby scares me to death. So, will I back the fuck off? No. You are just going to have to deal with it.”

“Well, you will have to deal with me putting my foot down then.” I released my hands from his and pushed him back so that he was at arm’s length. I licked the last of the bacon’s saltiness from my lips and watched as he looked down at them and licked his own.

“In what way?” he asked with a smirk as he began to unbutton his shirt.

I went to answer him, but I choked from the site of his now bare chest and on the rogue bit of bacon that had been floating around in my mouth.

His shirt dropped to the floor of the shower. I looked at it then slowly raised my gaze to his hands which were now undoing his pants. I followed those as he pushed them to the ground together with his underwear. Don’t look up Alexis. Whatever you do, don’t look up.

“Well? How do you plan on putting your foot down?”

Still looking down, I noticed his feet take a step forward so that his erection was now in my line of sight. I closed my eyes. Yeah, close your eyes, Alexis, and pretend that Mr. Fucking-Sensational Clark with his hard cock is not standing directly in front of you, tempting you, teasing you and practically calling your bluff. I swallowed heavily. Don’t let him call your bluff, tease him back.

Opening my eyes and smirking back at him, I put my finger in my mouth and pulled it out again. His eyes were focused on my action so I pushed it back in then retracted it completely, dragging it down my body until it reached my clit. I slowly began to massage my sensitive spot while watching his eyes stare hungrily. Revelling in his expression, I pushed it further down until it was inside me. This made him clench his fists in frustration and desire. Good. I raised my leg and pressed my foot against the tiles while massaging my nipple with the other hand, continuing to finger-fuck myself in an attempt to make him cave. He seemed somewhat aggravated, but the look on his face also said he was enjoying my tease—which was great—but my intent was to torture him so that he would give in and tell me he’d back off with the overprotectiveness.

I dropped my gaze to his hands which were now placed at the base of his cock. Mmm, I love watching him take hold of himself, his large hands clenched tightly around his shaft. Stop it, Alexis. Torture, torment, tease—remember? He slowly began to pump himself as he watched my hands explore my own body. I let out a moan for him and he growled in response. So I brought my finger to my mouth again, licked it and went to insert it back inside me when he grabbed my hand.