Page 95 of First Comes Forever

But it’s not okay. I’m not selfish enough to ask at the moment, but now that a baby is off the table, what happens to me and Amani? Will she stay? Will she go? The idea of a baby glued us together… Now what?

Once we’re through the door, Amani steps out of her shoes and throws her purse on the counter. That’s not strange in the slightest. It’s when she pulls her dress off, leaving it on the kitchen floor, and makes her way to the bedroom in her bra and thong that I’m left frozen in place and puzzled. She pauses at the bedroom door and looks over her shoulder. After pulling my eyes away from her bare ass, I study her playful expression.

“What’re you doing?” I ask.

“You coming?” she asks in return.

I follow her but stop in the doorway. Leaning against the frame, I watch as she hoists herself onto the bed. She’s sitting in the middle of the king-sized mattress, one knee hiked up, one leg lying flat. Her red hair is spilling down her back and shoulders, and my girl is looking sexy as sin. But this can’t be right. Surely she doesn’t want to have sex right now.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” I tell her.Ah, there it is.Her cheeks flush slightly. I love that. My sexy girl, who is bold and brave, but sweet and endearing at the same time.

“Thank you. So are you.” She winks.

“Hm, interesting,” I say with a small chuckle. “I can’t remember the last time someone called me beautiful.”

Her teasing smile is already lightening my mood. “Do you like it? I’m happy to say it more often.”

“Amani, seriously. What’re you doing?”

“Oh, just sitting here wondering how much longer you’re going to play hard to get.” Reaching around her back, she unhooks her bra and lets it fall into her lap. She moves her hair so her plump, round tits are on display, causing my mouth to water. She pinches her nipples, tugging gently on her piercings. “Does this help speed things along?”

I join her on the bed, but I don’t reach for her breasts. I tuck her hair behind her ear and watch her eyes. “Do you want to have sex right now because you’re sad and want a distraction?”

She presses her palm against my cheek. “No. Sure, I’m disappointed. But I want to feel close to you right now. Don’t overthink it. This is just me asking for what I want. I want to be touched, held, and feel loved right now. It’s as simple as that.”

Reaching around her, I throw the pillows onto the floor and guide her to a lying position on the mattress. “You’re very loved,” I say before I kiss her sweetly. She wraps her hand around my neck to keep me close, making it hard for me to balance all my weight on my one hand and knees. I’m forced to collapse to my side so I don’t crush her, and in a show of her limberness, she rolls with me.

Now I’m on my back and Amani is straddling me, her tits in my direct sightline. She moans when I grab them firmly, rolling her tender nipples between my thumb and forefinger. I wrap my hand around her back to brace her as I sit up. Yanking off my shirt takes a millisecond and then my mouth is on her nipple, my tongue flicking at her piercing.

She hisses, pulling backward out of my mouth. “Ow.”

“Shit, I’m sorry. You normally love that.” Concerned, I examine her wet nipple, making sure I didn’t accidentally rip her piercing.

“It normally feels great. It’s a little tender today.”

“Okay, I’m sorry. Here, lie down. Let me do that other thing you love.”

I climb off the bed for a moment to pull down my jeans and briefs, then I’m lying with my head between her legs. I tug her thong to the side and see her clit piercing is gone. “You took your piercing out?”

“Yeah, I figured I was going to have to take it out for…” She blows out a breath. “Never mind. I guess I can put it back in now.”

I drag my tongue from the bottom to the top of her crease, latching onto her clit and sucking hard. Her gasp sounds like a wail, and I can already taste her excitement on my tongue. In fact, before I can slip my finger into her, she’s clenching her thighs around my face, gripping my hair with one fist, and grinding her hips. After a small sigh of relief, she’s completely still outside of the hand that’s now stroking the top of my head.

“Did you come already?” I lift my head, smirking. “That took you less than twenty seconds.”

She winks at me. “Adam Montgomery, you’re that good.”

“Thank you for that,” I say with a light chuckle. “But normally you like me down there for at least ten minutes. You’re so sensitive today.”

Amani bridges her hips so I can pull off her thong. I use it like a slingshot and send it flying across the room, just so I can see her giggle again.

“Your turn,” she says, trying to flip over to put my cock in her mouth, but I hold her hips down, keeping her in place.

“This is all I want right now. Let me look at you.” I push her knees apart and position myself so I can rub my tip up and down against her swollen pussy.

She closes her eyes, mewling sweetly. She tolerates my teasing for another moment before she grabs my cock and guides me in.Fuck.She’s dripping for me—hot and so damn tight.

“Goddamn, baby. You feel so good,” I say as I slowly pump into her. “How’s that?”

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