Page 93 of Calamity Rayne Knocked Up

My throat was still working as he pulled me off the ground and pressed my back into the wooden building. “You’re the sexiest fucking woman alive, Rayne. Do you know that?”

His tongue swept into my mouth, where I was sure he could taste his release. His fingers shoved into my cottonleggings, dipping into my panties to rub my clit. He pressed a finger inside of me, and I gasped. His tongue licked deeper as he turned his wrist, finding the perfect angle.

He pushed my shirt upward, exposing my round belly and full breasts. Shoving the lace cups of my bra to my ribs, he crouched and sucked my nipple into his mouth.

I cried out at the sharp bite of pleasure, my body more sensitive than usual. There hadn’t been any more embarrassing nipple leaks since that first time, but he was sucking hard enough to possibly cause one.

“Hale…”

“Let it out, baby. I want you to come all over my hand.”

Shutting my eyes, I tried not to think about the little control I had over my body and focused on the pleasure he delivered. My head tipped back, and I gasped. He sucked my engorged nipples into dark points and rubbed his palm along my clit until my legs trembled.

I clung to him as my knees went out. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Hale, I’m coming!”

“I’ve got you, baby.”

He fucked his fingers inside of me as I clutched his shoulders and bitmy own hand to stop from screaming. He dropped to his knees, yanking my pants below my hips, and sucked my clit as hard as he’d sucked my nipples.

“Hale!” My fingers knotted in his hair as he pushed one climax into another. I was losing my grip on reality as much as I was losing the ability to stand.

“One more, baby.”

“I can’t.”

“Please. Show me what a good wife you are. Show me how much you love it when I touch you.” He looked up at me with those devastatingly dark, gunmetal eyes and dragged his tongue along my slit.

My hips reflexively cocked forward and I squeezed my eyes shut. He had me so sensitized it only took one lick. He successfully found the fucking center of my Tootsie Pop.

Everyone’s Two-Faced

“Wait, so, you’re sleeping with her?”

“Don’t look so shocked, Ray.”

But I was shocked. And, for the first time in a long time, I missed our old friend Elle, because she would have been shocked too. “Tyler, I thought you liked…”

He frowned. “Blondes?”

“Sure.” We could go with that. If it was code for dick.

He shrugged. “I guess I don’t have a preference.” He scrolled to the next picture on his phone. “Here we are at the cliffs. Can you believe how blue the sky is in Colorado?”

“Wow.” I took his phone and zoomed in on the girl. She was dressed from head to toe in earth tones, and her boots looked moremasculine than anything I’d ever seen Tyler wear. I handed him back his phone. “So, where did you meet her.”

“An app. Nothing interesting to report there.” He passed me the fries, and I traded him the jalapeno poppers.

Hale was back at the main house with the plethora of guests who still had nowhere better to be. I told him I was spending the night on the couch catching up with Tyler. We started the night ordering takeout and looking for something to watch, but our attention span never got further than the Netflix menu.

Once the food arrived, we gave up and just started catching up. It had been three hours of updates, couch cuddles, and memories—a perfect BFF night in my opinion.

Lights trailed across the back wall. “Hale’s back.”

“Already? That was fast.”

“Remington’s place is literally on the property. Nothing’s more than a four minute drive around here.”

“Quaint.”

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