Page 44 of Closing the Distance

It’s a dare I accept. “Put my cock in that pretty mouth.”

Her eyes flare with heat and then she licks up my shaft before wrapping her plush lips around the head and sucking lightly—too lightly. My fingers slide into her hair as my eyes burn into hers. “Someone’s feeling like a little cocktease tonight.”

The corner of her mouth tilts in the smallest of smiles before she goes back to those delicate little sucks that have my spine tingling, but are too soft for what I really need from her.I tighten my grip on her hair, and her eyes close in bliss. She hums around me, and I have to close my eyes against the pleasure racing up my spine.

“Suck it like the dirty girl we both know you are,” I say, my voice ragged.

Her eyes flash and then she takes my cock deep until I hit the back of her throat. A guttural groan rips from me, and I toss my head back when she swallows, the tightness of her throat dragging me to the goddamn edge.

I pull her head off my cock and slip my hands under her arms, hauling her to her feet. My lips crash on hers, kissing her with all I’m worth.

“I’m not coming down your throat. The only place I want to come is in your tight pussy.”

I spin her around, bending her over, and slide my hands appreciatively along the round curves of her ass. God, she’s fucking perfect.

I keep one hand on her back while the other grips my cock as I notch it against her slick folds. Sliding into her is how I imagine heaven to be. A feeling of pure bliss spreads from my cock, through my blood stream, firing off every nerve ending from my toes to the tips of my fingers. Her pussy flutters around me, and I have to grip her hips to keep from thrusting vigorously inside her right off the bat.

“Ty,” she moans against the wall, her head tilted so she can look back at me. The wanton desire in her blue eyes sets my pulse pounding. “I need it hard and rough.”

There’s nothing hotter than hearing her tell me what she needs, and I’m all too happy to oblige.

I grip her hips hard, a moan escaping her immediately, as I begin to pummel into her, hitting deep inside her and pulling out almost completely before I do it again.

She feels too fucking good, too fucking tight, too fucking perfect. My body becomes mindless as pleasure builds until I’m nearing the tipping point. I need to get her over the edge before I come. It’s the one thing I’ve always prided myself on—making a woman come first—and that’s never been more important than it is with mywoman.

Moving one hand from her hip, I slide it around her belly where a slight bump now presents itself, and slip it to that needy nub between her legs. I circle her clit as I pound inside her, increasing my pace, knowing what she needs.

Leaning over her back, I put my lips right by her ear. “Come for me, dirty girl.”

Her pussy convulses around me as her eyes squeeze shut, and a deep moan rips from her throat. With her pussy gripping me tight, I follow her, coming hard inside her.

Lexi has completely ruined condoms for me. Before her, I’d never had sex without them, so I never knew what I was missing, but holy fuck, the feel of her bare around me is a new kind of bliss I couldn’t have imagined if I’d tried.

I’ll never get enough of her.

I place delicate kisses along her upper back, both of us needing a minute to catch our breath before I pull out. I instantly miss the heat of being inside her.

I rotate us so she’s under the spray of the water and wash her hair for her. Her eyes close, while the corners of her lips tilt up in a smile. Her cheeks are still flushed, and she has a glow that I know is more than just pregnancy hormones—it’s happiness. A sense of pride greater than anything I’ve ever known fills me—I’m the one who makes her happy.

When her eyes open, they’re sated and sleepy. I clean us both and then shut off the water. I dry her off before drying myself and don’t bother with pajamas for either of us, preferring to hold her naked while we sleep.

As sleep pulls us down, I know without a doubt that I’ll do anything for this woman in my arms.

TWENTY-FIVE

I squeeze Ty’s hand as we walk behind the ultrasound tech heading into our anatomy scan. We get to find out the sex of the baby today, and I’ve never been so excited. My bump has gotten much more prominent over the last few weeks, and it really feels like I’m pregnant now, even though I’m still able to hide it at work with baggy shirts and dresses.

When we get into the room, I lie on the exam table, lower my pants, and raise my shirt, exposing my small bump. The ultrasound tech tucks some medical tissue paper in my pants, protecting them from the warm gel she squirts on my stomach. She asks a few questions, and I confirm I’m twenty-one weeks pregnant, my name, and birthdate.

There’s a large screen on the wall in front of us so we can see what she sees on her computer as she gets started. It’s my first ultrasound since the initial one where we heard the heartbeat. My eyes tear up to see how big my little Peanut has gotten. It actually looks like a tiny person with a distinct head, arms, legs, fingers, and toes. A cute little nose becomes visible as she moves the transducer over my stomach. She points out the heart, which beats quick but steady, then she points out the eyes and how the hands are tucked by baby’s cheeks.

“Do you want to know the sex of the baby today?”

I look at Ty just to confirm, although we’d already talked about it before this appointment. He nods.

“Yeah, we want to know,” I tell the tech. She smiles and focuses on the screen, moving around until she’s looking between the legs. We hold our breaths in anticipation, and I know I’m not an expert, but it becomes obvious there’s an appendage not present.

“It looks like you’ve got a little girl in there.”

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