Page 78 of Ivory Obsession

Her words were cut off by another moan as I plunged deep into her, the sound echoing in the small kitchen. I kept up my steady rhythm, savoring each gasp and whimper she tried to stifle.

“That’s not how what works?” I asked after a moment, my voice rough with effort. The sight of her so undone beneath me, struggling to form coherent sentences while I took her on the counter of her own kitchen, was driving me to the edge.

Her breath hitched and she bit her lip as if trying to gather her thoughts. “That’s not...how...genomics...works...”

I traced my fingertips across her lower lip, sticking a thumb into her mouth as I quickened my pace. “Okay, doctor,” I said, fucking her hard as I looked into her eyes. “Tell me how it works.”

Her eyes widened, a combination of disbelief and lust flickering within them. “Right...right now?” she stammered, a shaky hand sliding down my arm and gripping my wrist.

She paused for a moment, her brow furrowing as if she were actually considering my challenge.

“Genomics is...the study of...fuck…Dante…genome sequences…” she panted out, her eyes rolling as I hit that sweet spot inside of her.

“And what do you do with these sequences?” I pressed on, slowing my pace to give her a chance to catch her breath.

“I…” she began, her words trailing off into breathless moans as I twisted my fingers around her sensitive bud. “I analyze them...for genetic variations…implications on health…and….oh God! Dante!”

“All while you think about my cock, right?”

She nodded, her eyes fluttering closed at my touch. “Yes,” she gasped, her legs wrapping tightly around me. “Always about your... your cock...”

“Now, that’s a good girl,” I purred, my hand sliding into her hair to tug her head back, giving me better access to her neck. I peppered kisses down her exposed throat, making her giggle and squirm beneath me. “Can’t get enough of you.”

I felt her body start to tense up again, the telltale signs of her impending climax beginning to show. Her breathing became more ragged and uneven, and she clung onto me as if I was her only lifeline.

“Dante…” she moaned out, her nails digging into my back while she grinded herself against me, chasing the waves building inside of her.

“I’m going to come inside of you now,” I told her.

She nodded, her nails digging into my back, her body taut as a bowstring. “Yes,” she gasped out, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Please... Dante...”

Her plea was all the encouragement I needed. With a final thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my body shuddering as I spilled myself into her warm depths. Jade’s body quivered beneath me, her cries echoing around us as she came undone.

I could feel the tremors of her orgasm around me, milking me for everything I had. The sensation was too much - too intense. I lost myself to it, the world blurring around me as pleasure consumed every inch of my being.

When the last shudder rolled through me, I cradled her gently to my chest, resting my forehead against her head. Still buried inside her, I felt every aftershock that rippled through her body.

“We should... definitely make this a... tradition,” she said, her breath hot and shaky against my lips when she picked her up. She gave me a dazed smile, her cheeks flushed and eyes shining brightly.

“That’s my girl,” I whispered, brushing a stray lock of hair from her sweaty forehead and pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “You’re so perfect for me.”

We stayed like that for a while. Me inside her, slowly softening but unwilling to pull away just yet. Her in my arms, head tucked under my chin, fingers tracing lazy circles on the back of my hand.

“Dante?”

“Mmm?”

“I’m glad you came over. There’s something I need to tell you.”

“Okay…”

She looked into my eyes for a second. “But later,” she said. “Will you stay over tonight?”

Chapter Thirty-Four: Jade

We had fallen asleep cuddling.

I woke up with another headache, something my doctor had reassured me was a symptom that would go away as I got further into my pregnancy.

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