Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 55782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
“Nothing is going to happen to me, babe. Please. I need you.” Dropping the vibrator on the floor, I put my head and arms onto his desk, praying that he doesn’t leave me like this. After a few seconds, I begin to worry, then I hear his belt fall to the floor.
“Mmmm...smells like my pussy.” He says, his nose running up the middle.
“Yes.” Is all I can say, my throat beginning to close up, waiting for him to claim me.
Smack.
“Whose pussy is this?” Oh fuck. He knows when he hits it, I begin to see everything blurry.
Smack smack.
“Yes! Oh God. Yours. YOURS Sexson. It’s yours.” Tears streaming down my face as my body celebrates having my husband back.
“Damn right.” Is the last thing he says before his tongue runs from my clit to my asshole. Holy fuck!! If I didn't have my head down, I’d be spinning right now. “God I’ve missed this pussy.” I feel him rubbing his face in my juices. His cheeks, his mouth, his nose. He rubs it around, his tongue on expedition as he does it. It’s so fucking hot knowing he is covered in me. He bites one ass cheek causing me to yelp, but I also feel the cream leaking out of me.
“Saxson.” I weep, needing him to finish me. I can hear his hand moving up and down his cock as he continues to lick me clit to asshole.
“Tell me baby. What is it?”
“I need you.” I say to him, body shaking, needing him to fill me up. He says nothing else. Taking one more bite out of my ass cheek, he lines himself up with my tight, neglected hole and slams home. “Oh shit!!! Saxson, so tight. Yes!!!” I scream, letting the need for him to come to the surface.
“Fuck Lexi!! I’m sorry. Is the baby ok?” He asks, not moving other than rubbing his hand along my stomach.
“He’s fine. Move. Please.” I say moving off and, on his cock, trying to prompt him to finish this. I move faster and faster, taking the pleasure I need, racing toward it. My tits, so sensitive, sweep across the desk, causing me to hiss and my vision becomes more and more blurry.
“Holy shit your pussy is so fucking warm. I could live in this bitch.” He says rocking in and out of me. His thumb slips inside my asshole as his hand grabs my ponytail and pulls my head back. I push up, sitting on his cock, moaning, needing him to see this through. “I love you baby.” He whispers. His finger pinching my nipples causing my pussy to squeeze him. “Oh fuck. I’m coming baby. Come with me.” He pinches my clit and all I see is lights flashing before my eyes. My body begins to shake as my head drops down. I fall to the desk, lying on my side, Saxson still inside of me. He pulls out, still hard and covered in my juices, and turns me over. Staring at his cock, pointing right at me, I can’t help but feel the need all over again. I wrap my hands around my thighs, opening my legs and pussy back up for him, letting him know I can take more. He looks at me, not saying anything. He grabs my hands, pushing my legs back down and put his mouth up to my tiny little pouch.
At nine weeks pregnant, I am definitely not showing. However, considering my stomach was flat as a board just nine weeks ago, someone who is well acquainted with my body, would notice the difference. His rubs it, kissing it, staring at me from below. I should say something. Anything. But I love this part of him too. The part that is slow, caring and gentle. Running my hands through is head, I blink to hold the tears back.
“I almost lost you, Lexi. Both of you. I would never have survived without you. I’m sorry if I have been scared to touch you. I just...I couldn’t take the chance.” He says kissing my stomach one more time before moving back up.
“I know. I’m sorry you had to live through that. But I am here. We are here. Let’s not dwell on that. I want to live, Saxson. With you and our family. Can we do that?” I ask him rubbing his face.
“Yes.” He says slowly sliding back inside of me, pinning my hands to the side of my head. “Yes, mi amore. We can do that.” His mouth touches mine and I finally feel like everything is going to be ok.
Well, as soon as I come one more time.
Epilogue
Lexi
Twelve months later
“You’re pregnant, you know, that right?” My husband asks me as he eats my pussy like he just got off the slim fast diet.
“No, I’m not. Oh shit. Don’t stop, Sexson, don’t stop.” His mouth on my pussy always feels so fucking good.