Page 71 of Sweet Animosity

“Good girl. That’s it, lick it for me.”

Her eyes were two sparks of green fire as she spun the tables on me.

Moaning, she wrapped her lips around the banana and drew it deeper into her mouth as she sucked the fluffy whipped cream off it.

“Goddammit.”

The woman made me fucking feral with her antics.

Tossing the banana aside, I ripped the zipper on my jeans, pulling my shaft out. Stepping closer so my feet straddled her hips, I tightened my grip on her hair. “Suck my cock.”

She bared her teeth.

I grinned. “Go ahead. Bite it and see what happens, baby girl.”

Her eyes lowered as the muscles in her throat contracted with her swallow.

I pressed my advantage and pushed the head of my cock past her lips.

She whimpered as her tongue circled around me.

I threw my head back. Fuck, yes.

My hips thrust forward.

Her shoulders bucked as her fingernails dug into the tops of my thighs, but I didn’t relent. I pushed my cock deeper into her warm, wet mouth.

Looking down, the sight of her eyes shimmering with tears as her lips stretched around the widest part of my shaft made my balls tighten. Soon, I would experience the intoxicating rush of releasing my seed onto her tongue and watching her swallow it, but not tonight.

Tonight, I needed to be inside of her.

It was an almost pathological need, a clawing drive to connect my body with hers.

Pulling my cock free, I lowered to my knees as I reached for the waistband of her jeans.

Thank God for stretch denim.

I yanked the jeans over her hips and off her body without even unbuttoning them. The thick silk of her panties easily tore as I pushed her knees open.

Leaning over her, I licked the sweet cream off her breasts, taking one nipple deep inside my mouth as I positioned the head of my cock at her entrance.

“No,” she breathed, pushing her sticky fingers against my bare shoulders. “You can’t keep fucking me without a condom. I’m not getting knocked up by you.”

It was twisted and wrong.

Brutally selfish and completely irresponsible.

And yet… in that moment… the idea of this stunning woman, who was so full of stubborn fire and passion, carrying my child, suddenly became the one overwhelming, driving force in my life.

I knew better than most how impossible it was to truly tame a wild horse, unless…

With a child between us, she would be mine. Forever.

Blood would bind us.

There would be no escaping me.

I swept my fingers through a glob of whipped cream that had settled in the hollow of her collarbone and pushed them into her mouth the moment I thrust.

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