Page 15 of Curvy Girl for the Best Friend

Jake dips his head and captures one of my nipples in his mouth.

His mouth is hot and demanding on my breast, tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. I tangle my fingers in his short hair, holding him to me as he suckles greedily.

"God, Jake, yes!" I moan, my back arching off the bed. The dual sensations of his mouth on my nipple and his thick cock plundering my needy channel send sparks of ecstasy zinging through my body.

He releases my breast with a wet pop and kisses his way up my chest, my neck, capturing my mouth in a searing kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue and it only inflames my desire.

Pulling back, he braces his weight on his forearms on either side of my head, his hips still churning, driving into me with deep, purposeful strokes. His intense green eyes bore into mine, dark with possession and carnal hunger.

"You take my cock so well, baby," he rasps, voice rough with strain. "Fucking made for it. Made for me to fill this sweet cunt with my seed over and over."

I clench around him at his filthy words, my pussy weeping copiously, easing his way. "Yes, Jake, fill me up!" I keen desperately, my nails raking down his back. "Breed me again, give me another baby!"

He curses harshly and redoubles his efforts, fucking into me with wild abandon. The headboard slams against the wall with each powerful thrust. "Fuck, Lily, you want that? Want me to put another bun in this oven?"

"Yes, god yes!" I babble mindlessly, drunk on pleasure. "I want to be big and round with your babies, all the time!"

The idea of him keeping me constantly pregnant, my belly and breasts always swollen with his children, my body perpetually soft and ripe for his taking, sends me hurtling towards the edge.

"I'm so close, Jake! Don't stop, please don't stop!" I wail, my thighs beginning to shake, my stomach muscles quivering and tightening.

He hammers into me, grinding his pelvis against my aching clit with every thrust. "That's it, baby, come on my cock," he commands gruffly. "Squeeze the cum out of me, milk me dry. Fucking take it!"

His words are my undoing. I detonate with a silent scream, my orgasm crashing over me in waves of mind-numbing ecstasy. My cunt clamps down on him rhythmically, rippling along his pistoning length.

Jake stiffens above me, his hips stuttering. "Fuck, Lily, fuck!" he roars, slamming into me one last time and exploding, painting my insides with his hot release.

I moan at the feel of him throbbing and spurting deep inside me, his potent seed flooding my womb.

I milk his cock with my fluttering inner muscles, drawing out every last drop. Our mingled fluids seep out around his softening shaft, making a sticky mess between my thighs.

Jake collapses on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress. I welcome the crush of his body, enveloping me, anchoring me. He nuzzles into my neck with a contented rumble.

"I love you," he murmurs against my sweat-dampened skin. "So fucking much."

My heart swells at his words, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. "I love you too, Jake. More than anything."

We lay there tangled together, basking in the afterglow. His hand smooths over the swell of my belly reverently. "I can't wait to meet this little one," he says, voice filled with wonder. "See what other perfect blend of us we've created."

"Me too," I whisper, covering his hand with my own. The life we've built together, this family, is beyond my wildest dreams. I'm so incredibly blessed.

Jake shifts off of me and spoons up behind my back, one strong arm banding across my chest. He splays his other hand across my rounded stomach possessively. "Sleep, my sweet wife."

I hum in agreement, exhaustion pulling at me. I snuggle back into his warm bulk, feeling cherished and protected. Safe.

"Love you," I slur, already drifting.

The last thing I feel before sleep claims me is the soft press of his lips against my hair and his deep, rumbling voice.

"Love you, Lily. Always."

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Harper

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