Page 12 of Ho Ho Oh No

“Especially now.” Encouraged by her growing confidence, I move faster, bringing myself up to the precipice. “Doyouthink you’re sexy?”

She hesitates. “I-I... Um. Well, when I see you like this, it makes mefeelsexy.”

“You feel sexy because youaresexy.”

Her lips thin as her cheeks tug them back in a beaming smile.

She finally fucking gets it.

“Yes. I’m sexy,” she declares.

Fucking declares it.

“Yes, angel. Keep talking to me. I love the sound of it.”

I don’t even have to lead her anymore.

With blooming assuredness, she squeezes her tits together, encapsulating almost all of my cock. She thrusts her chest up and down, absolutely wrecking my dick in the best way. But it’s not only the certainty in her movements, she talks me through my climax like I’ve done for her so many times.

“You love my body so much that I can make you come like this. I don’t even need to touch you with my hands, mouth, or my pussy. You can orgasm from my breasts alone, can’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” I force out, utterly enthralled.

“My sexy, beautiful body is gonna make you come.” She maneuvers her tits to jack me off faster and rougher. “I want you to come all over me, Leo. Let me feel how much you love me. Paint my beautiful body.”

“Fucking hell, angel,” I roar as I erupt, sending spurts of my release all over her neck and chest.

Lights flicker and glow behind my eyelids as another wave of euphoria rocks through me. I open them in time to see her dragging her fingertips through my cum and literally painting her breasts with it.

“Holy fecking shite, Leo. That was so damn hot. I almost came too.”

One corner of my mouth kicks up with a devious grin. “Almost isn’t close enough for me. Spread those legs.” Kneeling, I grope her lush thighs, preparing to have a taste.

With the first slice of my tongue through her tender pink flesh, she whimpers. Her arousal explodes on my tongue. I drag my face up and down longways, getting her scent all over my chin, nose, and beard.

By the time I find her swollen clit and bring it between my lips, she’s shaking and pulling my hair.

Like earlier, she comes so fast it’s startling. But no less sweet.

While riding it out, she cusses seven ways to Sunday.

I dive my pointed tongue into her pussy and swirl it around her entrance, desperate to soak up every drop. “You taste so fucking good, angel.”

She shoves my head away as she slowly recovers her breathing.

I catch her eyes, running my tongue over my lips. “Damn, that was fast.”

Ever since she got pregnant, her climaxes have been unpredictable. She could come fast like today. Other times, I wonder if she’s going to fall asleep before it happens.

With her taste still on my tongue, my thoughts swirl. And it hits me.

IfI’venoticed how different her body is reacting to the pregnancy, no wonder she hasn’t been well. Sue’s a creature of habit, seeking comfort in repetition. The unexpected causes her anxiety. And these days, she can’t even trust her physical responses.

I’ve been such a dumb ass.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been paying enough attention to you.”

Her head rears back, and her eyes bulge. “What?”