Free Bittersweet Trust by J. L. Beck Page B

if she isn’t getting enough, and I’m sure she’s not since my touches are feather light….
    “You’re mine,” I growl against her pussy, giving her another lick with far much more pressure. Her hips buck, and her breaths come in hard. I can read her body better than she can read her own.
    A small whimper leaves her lips, her soft pink lips. “Who do you belong to?” I demand, grasping her hips firmly to make sure I don’t put any pressure on the baby.
    She stays silent, and I admire her resilience in not speaking. She has always been stubborn. I slide one finger into her and find her soaked to the core, ready for me. My dick lifts in approval as I force myself to come down. She will give in before I take her.
    I push more firmly, giving her only one finger. I drive it in hard and pull it out slowly, making sure she sits right on the edge, never getting close to what she wants.
    “Please, Corey….” she implores, her voice so beautiful… Her eyes are half mast, and her breasts move with every slide of my finger. It’s mesmerizing.
    “You know what I want,” I say, gritting my teeth. She’s making it impossibly hard to not slam into her so I can hear her screams and pants of joy as I bring both of us to the finish line.
    I slow my pace, leaving just the tip of my finger inside her and suck her clit into my mouth. Her legs immediately come up to hold my head into place as her fingers dive into my hair, pulling at it.
    “Yes… Fuck yes…” she moans, just on the brink of falling off that ledge.
    “Who do you belong to?” I demand into her pussy, my tongue sliding over her clit slowly. I know the pace is torturous, but when she comes, she will know that her body, soul, and mind belong to me. I will never give up on her again; I plan to show her just that with every, kiss, lick, and stroke.
    She shakes her head no, resisting me again. I relentlessly suck her into my mouth and slam into her with two fingers.
    “Please… Fuckkk…” she screams. Her legs quiver, and I can feel her walls getting ready to contract. Oh no, you don’t, baby.
    “Tell me…” I command, pushing back into her slowly.
    “You. It’s always been you… Always you…” she huffs out. I smile, my lips sucking that little bud into my mouth. I eat her like she’s the last meal I’ll ever have. Her legs continue to hold my head into place, not allowing me to move as if I really would. Her fingers grip at my hair, roughly pulling and tugging it in every direction. She’s soaking wet, which causes me to push into her harder and faster. In seconds, she’s on the verge of coming. Her walls constrict around my fingers, and I can feel that distinct feeling in my balls growing. I hold off my release, wanting her to reach her peak first.
    I pull my mouth away from her pussy and continue to push into her with two fingers, watching her face turn into a blissful, gooey mess. Then I’m sliding into her. My pace is slow and soft. I want to tenderly love her body and make up for lost time.
    Every touch, kiss, and stroke of my body is to remind her that I was never really gone, that I am still here with her. Her body hums with mine as her eyes open, peering into mine.
    “Fuck me…” she orders, her teeth sinking into her lip. Something in me snaps, either from the fact that I haven’t had her in days or because she’s urging me to be rough. Whatever it is, I don’t know nor do I care.
    I plow into her, our skin slapping together with a furious intensity. My balls are burning and begging for their release, but I wait, holding onto to Mimi with every shred of who I am.
    “More. More,” she begs, her fingers digging into my backside, urging me to take her harder.
    “I can’t… our baby…” I barely get out. My teeth are clenched and my jaw is hard as I maintain my pace. Her legs tighten around my midsection as she pushes her body up to meet my thrusts.
    “Our baby is going to be fine. Now fuck me like you love me,” she grits