Page 82 of Our Final Encore

She blinks slowly before looking up at me and shrugging her shoulder. I press a kiss against the side of her neck, and she turns her head slightly. A tiny, barely audible moan escapes her.

“Let me show you.”

She inhales a sharp breath as my tongue swipes against her delicate flesh. She tastes so good, I need more. I need all of her.

I switch off the lamp on the side table, leaving us in darkness aside from the moonlight faintly shining through the window. I pull the comforter off of her, hoping she’ll feel more comfortable now that it’s dark. I hate that she feels the need to hide any part of herself from me, but the last thing I want to do is make her uncomfortable.

Slowly, I slide her shorts down her legs and toss them to the side. I press gentle kisses along the insides of her thighs, and she moans softly, the sound causing my dick to get even harder.

I flick my tongue out, just barely grazing the soft skin of her lower belly, and her fingers twist in my hair.

“Alex,” she breathes. The sound of my name on her lips nearly drives me to insanity, and I can no longer hold back, even though I am terrified of going too far and ruining everything.

My fingers grip the side of her underwear and I all but rip them off. I peek up at her and our eyes lock, her facial expression is filled with lust and desire, and I know she wants this as much as I do.

I lean in, spreading her legs apart enough to give me access to what I need.Fuck, she’s perfect.My lips swipe against her pussy, avoiding her most sensitive spot. She inhales sharply, her grip on my hair tightening as her body tenses. I use my thumbs to spread her lips apart before swirling my tongue around her swollen clit.

She pulls me closer against her, her wetness soaking my face as I try to lap up every bit of sweetness her body is giving me. I can’t get enough.

I slide two fingers inside her, starting out slow and then increasing my pace as I continue my assault on her clit. My teeth graze against her flesh as I curl my fingers inward to touch the spot I know will make her fall apart.

Her head falls back and she calls out my name, her legs squeezing my head like a vice and her body convulsing around me. I wish this moment could last forever, but too soon she’s pushing my head away, her soaked pussy still throbbing against my mouth.

I sit up on my knees, looking down at her blissfully flushed face, her chest falling and rising rapidly as she catches her breath. I’m realizing now that her breasts have probably at least doubled in size since she got pregnant, they’ve always been unbelievably perfect, even when they were on the smaller side, but now they’re something straight out of every guy’s wet dream.

She reaches one hand out and threads her fingers through mine, a small smile resting on her lips as she pulls me on top of her.

“Do you want me to keep going?” Maybe it’s silly of me to ask, but I just want to be completely sure before I do something to mess all of this up. I’m still in disbelief that I’ve even gotten this far.

She glances at the space between our bodies and then back up at me, an innocent look on her face. “Maybe…I should be on top?”

Fuck.If she keeps talking like that, I’m going to come before I’m even inside her.

I lay down next to her, pulling her towards me until her lips are on mine again. We both moan as our tongues war with each other and she moves her body to staddle mine.

She slides down onto me until I’m fully seated inside her, and we both moan loudly into each other’s mouths. Stars dance in the darkness behind my eyelids, and my body quickly movestowards pure euphoria as she slowly moves her hips back and forth.

“Keep going, baby. You’re so good at riding my cock.”

She moans again, louder this time as she moves her hips faster. I feel the walls between our hearts crumbling down when she opens her eyes and stares at me, her gaze filled with vulnerability, something that I know wasn’t there before.

“I love you, Opal, so damn much,” I whisper against her lips.

Her blue eyes pop open again when the words leave my mouth, and she traces her fingers along the side of my face slowly, her heavy breaths fanning against my lips. She stops moving for a moment. “I…I love you, Alex.”

My gaze sweeps across her face, my lips curving into a smile. “Yeah?”

She nods, and a breathtaking smile appears on her perfect lips, too. “Yeah.”

FIFTY

Opal

Iwalk downstairs, and the smell of coffee and sounds of sizzling griddles invade my senses.

“Morning,” I say before reaching into the cabinet to grab a mug. The kitchen is light and airy, with big white cabinets and white granite countertops. It feels a lot more luxurious than what I have at home.

“Good morning,” he places a kiss on my cheek as he passes by me to reach into the refrigerator, and my belly flutters slightly.

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