crashing back to her. She asked him if he wanted to come in and her voice sounded breathless even to her own ears.
Rick’s eyes burned into hers. He wanted to take her into his arms, but restrained the urge. He did not know where she was in her mind. It was the first time he had seen her in months and he stood there drinking in her view. His eyes went to her front. Her breasts were even bigger than before and she had the beginnings of a rounding to her lower abdomen. For lack of a better word, she was glowing and it made him want her even more. Knowing that she was carrying his child filled him with a possessiveness that he had never felt before.
“Hi.”
Meeka’s deep brown eyes met his and she smiled a heart-stopping grin that made his heart flit.
“Hi.”
“Look Meeka, I am so sor…”
Meeka pressed her finger against his lips. While she had made up her mind, she didn’t want to talk about it just yet. They say time heals all wounds, and in this case that may have just been what they needed. At that moment, all she could think about was the soft lips she was touching. She wanted those lips on hers and everywhere else. Meeka needed him. His close proximity was driving her body mad. Her face came towards him and their lips touched when she moved her finger out of the way.
The light contact pushed Rick over the edge and he couldn’t stop his arms from enfolding her to his body. His hard body yearned for her soft one and he growled when her large chest pressed against him. He could feel the tips of her nipples hardening underneath her shirt. Meeka moaned softly as his hands searched for an opening in her towel. She gasped when he found the towel’s tucked and undid it. Her body was revealed and the pink cotton fell below her to the carpeted floor. He pulled her back up against him and groaned with her fleshy touch.
“Oh Meeka.My Meeka. I have missed you so much.”
He mumbled and his lips sucked the side of her throat, moving down to her naked shoulders. She could feel his excitement against her hip and she moved her hand down to cup the bulge in her small palm. His noise was akin to a strangled cry and he pushed her hand away quickly.
“Please don’t Meeka, I don’t know if I will be able to control myself.”
Rick whirled her around and held her ass against his hard groin. She was unable to touch him, but it opened her up to his touch perfectly. She whimpered as his hands cupped her own heat and one hand started to twist and pull on her erect nipples. Her head fell back on his shoulder as her eyes closed to the pleasure his hands created.
“Who says I want you to?”
Her words surged blood to his member and he ground the stiffness against her ass cheeks with a hiss. It was what she had said the first time and he was feeling less control than he had that night. They hadn’t been together in so long that he felt an overwhelming desire to bury himself inside of her. He tried to slow down and closed his own eyes, but that just made the feeling of her tits in his palm softer and the cleft in between her pussy lips wetter. Meeka backed her ass up into crotch and rubbed her ass against him with a steady rhythm.
A couple of the man’s thick digits pressed into the woman’s center. Meeka’s insides gripped his intrusion and a moan went to the woman’s soft lips, slipping between before she could stop it.
“Oh Rick.”
Rick’s teeth bit into her shoulder and she squealed with the sudden sharp pain. While it hurt a little, the aggressive move flooded her pussy with fluid and she whined. His fingers were never going to fulfill the aching throb deep inside of her. She needed his long, thick cock inside of her and she willed him to realize that. Meeka did not need him to make love to her, she needed to be taken.
Chapter Twenty
“Meeka you are so wet baby. I need to be inside of you.”
Rick pushed her towards the back of the couch in the living room and pushed her forward, presenting her tiny