She wasn’t deterred. At my words, she moved faster, her hand around the base of my cock moving up and down to meet her lips. Her wicked tongue flicked the underside of the head until I thought I was going to lose my mind.
Fuck me, I was so close.
“Don’t want to come in your mouth, beauty. I want you to ride me.”
That seemed to get her attention. Finally releasing me, I watched in wonder as she slowly crawled up my body until she was straddling my erection. The heat from between her legs as her wet pussy rubbed against me made my cock jerk.
“Ah, fuck, baby. I need to be inside you.”
Reaching between her thighs, she grabbed hold of my shaft, lining it up with her opening. Before I could even process what was happening, she lowered herself quickly, taking every inch of me in to her body with a deep moan. It was heaven. The only words to describe what being connected to Kenzie like this felt like were pure bliss.
“God, Brett,” she whimpered as her hips moved back and forth, up and down. The rhythm in which she fucked me was absolutely mind blowing. I was never going to get tired of this.
“That’s right, beauty. Fuck me. I want you to make yourself come all over my cock.
“Oh, yeah. Keep talking, honey.”
My girl, always so turned on by my dirty talk.
“You love my cock, don’t you, Kenzie?” I asked, knowing every word was sending her closer and closer to the edge.
“God, yes.”
“Your pussy’s so goddamned perfect, beauty. Never felt anything like you. So fuckin’ tight and wet.”
“I’m close,” she gasped, grinding down on me. I wanted to give her what she needed, but I couldn’t lay there helpless any longer. I needed to fuck her. I needed to pound into her until she felt me in every inch of her body.
Grabbing hold of her hips, I sat up, still buried inside her and shifted so she was on her back. She cried out at the movement as my dick pushed deeper into her.
“Oh, God,” she whimpered as I slammed my hips into hers at a relentless pace.
“Need you to come for me, beauty,” I panted as the tingle in my spine grew to an almost painful level. My balls drew up tightly and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I had zero self-control when it came to Kenzie. The desire I felt to mark every inch of her body was undeniable.
Lowering my head, I sucked one of her pretty pink nipples into my mouth, biting down just hard enough to make her entire body tremble.
“So close. God, Brett, I’m so close.”
My hand snaked between our bodies to where we were connected in the most intimate way, finding that tiny bundle of nerves. Knowing just what she needed to go flying over the edge, I pinched her clit between my index and middle finger as I fucked her. Seconds later her walls clamped around me as she yelled out her release, chanting my name like a prayer over and over. The vise-grip she had on my cock was too much; I couldn’t hold back my own orgasm any longer.
“Kenzie,” I shouted out loudly as I came so hard I thought the neighbors would be able to hear me. Three more thrusts was all it took to empty myself in her. For the love of everything holy, making love to Kenzie was no doubt going to be the death of me one day.
Once we caught our breaths, I rolled onto my back, making sure to keep us connected as I lay with her soft body on top of mine, basking in the afterglow of world class sex. My life couldn’t have been more perfect than it was at that very moment, Kenzie’s soft curves pressed against me, still buried deep inside Heaven.
Pure perfection.
Her breathing had slowed to the point that I thought she’d fallen asleep. That was, until she spoke, her words muffled as she nuzzled her face into my chest.
“I’m gonna marry you one day,” she whispered dreamily.
“I know, beauty.”
“One day soon.”
“Yeah,” I answered softly as my chest expanded at her words, causing me to tighten my grip on her. I never wanted to let her go.
“You make me whole, honey,” she told me on a yawn. “Love you.”
“I love you, too, Kenzie.” Then I followed her into a deep sleep with a smile on my lips and my girl wrapped in my arms.
Past
“Lance,” I gasped, trying my hardest to sit up in the bed. I tried doing those breathing exercises I’d seen on TV to work past the pain, but it was pointless. Lance said Lamaze classes were a waste of time and money. He claimed that he wasn’t going to throw away billable hours at the office to attend some stupid class that only reminded you how to breathe.
Well, as another contraction shot through me, I’d have given anything to have taken those damn classes. I needed relief.
“Lance.” Reaching over, I tried to shake him awake. We needed to get to the hospital. I wasn’t scheduled to have a C-section for another nine days, but sometime in the middle of the night my water broke. I could only figure that my little babies decided they wanted to make an early appearance. The contractions came on fast and strong, getting closer and closer together as the minutes passed.