Page 13 of My Favorite Temptation

I drag the flat of my tongue along her sweetness, savoring the way she tastes. Then, after circling the little bundle of nerves, I repeat the motion. Her hands fly to my hair as she anchors herself, and I can’t help but smirk against her.

“Oh, Walker,” she moans, her hips sliding forward to get more friction.

She’s so eager, loving this so much that I have to give her more. As I’m focusing on her clit, I bring my hand up and push two fingers inside her pussy. The sounds she makes get higher in pitch as I piston my digits in and out. Then, I brush against her g-spot, and she makes a guttural noise. After doing it a few more times, her legs clamp around my head and she chants my name like a prayer.

“I’m – Walker, I’m coming,” she moans, her voice loud enough that I can hear her despite the fact that her thighs are clamped over my ears.

When her legs go lax, I stand up to capture her mouth in another kiss. I press my tongue into her mouth, forcing her to taste herself. She responds eagerly, her hands tightening in my hair as she does.

While she’s occupied with my mouth, I reach down and give my neglected member a few strokes. I pull her to the edge of the table, lining myself up with her sensitive slit before pressing in. She’s tight and soaked, and I swallow down an animalistic growl at the sensation.

“Fuck, Bella,” I say, rolling my hips into her. “You feel so good.”

“I love your cock,” she gasps, trying to meet my thrusts but failing, tired out from the orgasm she just had.

“Yeah?” I ask, pleasure coiling low in my belly.

“Yes,” she hisses as I hit that spot again. “I love you.”

Hearing the words from her mouth makes me lose control. I thrust into her harder, the table creaking beneath us as I say, “I love you too, Bella. I love you so much.”

She can’t respond, too gone on ecstasy. I can tell by the way her body contracts against mine that she’s close again. My girl is so good for me, so turned on by my huge cock. I love that I get to take her apart like this. I want to do it for the rest of my life.

“You want my babies?” I say deliriously. “You want me to cum inside you and give you my babies?”

“I do,” she moans. “Please, daddy.”

“Cum for me again, then,” I command. “Cum on daddy’s cock, and I’ll fill you up.”

A few seconds later, she’s falling over the edge again, her entire body shaking as she’s overtaken by pleasure. She feels so good around my member that I don’t last more than a few more pumps. I cum with her name on my lips, filling her up with my seed.

“Do you really love me?” she asks when I pull out, looking up at me with vulnerable brown eyes.

“Of course I do,” I reply, pressing a kiss to her forehead before grabbing her clothes from the floor.

We get dressed in relative silence, and when we’re fully clothed, Bella finds her way back into my arms.

“God,” she giggles, burying her face in my chest. “What are we going to tell Josh?”

“That we fell in love,” I say, resting my cheek on the crown of her head. “We’ll tell him that we fell in love.”

Epilogue

7 Years Later

Bella

I watch as Devin, my and Walker’s six-year-old, runs to join his friends when I drop him off at the front of the school. As soon as the little group runs inside, I head to the post office. Normally, I’d go to work, but today is my day off, so I’m planning on knocking all my errands out.

And maybe having a little fun.

When I park my car and get out, the hairs on the back of my neck stick up, and I know Walker is nearby. We started playing this little game a few years ago after he saved up enough money to buy his own auto shop. Now we both take a day off during the week. While I run my errands, he follows me.

I’m quick in the post office, telling the employee I’m incredibly busy today – which isn’t a lie. When I get back in my vehicle and take off, the sun glints off of my wedding ring. Josh was pretty upset when he found out Walker and I were together, but after he realized that we really did love each other, he’s been nothing but supportive.

I look around as I drive down the street, trying to get a glimpse of my husband, but he’s gotten pretty good at this. I won’t see him until he wants me to see him. The thought of that alone makes my most intimate parts twitch pleasantly.

My list of things to do today is rather short. Now that I’m done at the post office, I need to buy some groceries, then I can go home. Which means that soon, Walker’s going to corner me, taking what he wants from me before disappearing again.

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