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“Huh?” I ask dumbly.

He smirks and moves his hands down to my hips, giving them a squeeze. “If you keep eye fucking me, I’m not going to be able to stop myself from what I’m about to do.

CHAPTER 14

Donovan

Shorty’s beautiful brown eyes widen at my words. My heart races like a goddam racehorse on crack the moment she sauntered her sweet ass into this basement. When the words “I moved here” came out of her sexy plump lips, in that moment, I wanted her more than anything. And here she is, standing in front of me. My eyes are drawn to how her body curves perfectly in the tight leggings she's wearing. The red sweater with a bow V-neck reveals her full breasts. But what captures my attention the most is the beautiful baby bump peeking out from under her sweater. I kneel, pull her forward with my hands behind her back, and press my lips against her tummy.

Shorty's fingers run through my damp hair, and I gaze up at her. "How are you feeling?" I ask, eager to hear about her well-being since I've been away.

I can see the love and devotion in her eyes as she places her hand on her belly. "I've been good.We'vebeen good," she responds, a smile spreading across her face.

"Good," I reply.

Locked in each other’s gaze, I can sense the intensity of the moment building up. The heat emanating from her gaze mirrorsthe passion coursing through my veins. Her chest rises and falls with every deep breath she takes, which only adds to the electric tension between us.

Suddenly, I grab her ass and hoist her up. Her legs wrap around my waist. My dick is hard like steel, and she gasps when she rocks her hips against me. I walk us over to the wall and gently press her back against the wall. Our eyes meet, and we lock gazes for a brief moment. As she delicately runs her tongue over her lips, a rush of desire and longing washes over me, overwhelming my senses and causing me to lose all self-restraint. I take her mouth with mine. Her soft jasmine scent fills my lungs.

God, she smells so fucking good.

Being with Shorty is like jumping headfirst into the ocean, with the waves crashing around me and the water enveloping me, leaving me with an overwhelming sense of both thrill and fear.

When her lips part, I dive in, our tongues playing tug of war. Her hands wrap around my neck while her delicate fingers tug on my hair. Our kiss becomes desperate, and she groans in my mouth. It feels like we haven’t kissed in years. Shorty kisses me back just as furiously. Being the greedy bastard that I am, wanting more and with my lips still on hers, I move us to the work bench with her straddling me. I pull away and take in her flushed face, rosy cheeks, and plump lips.

As I look into her eyes, I can hardly believe that she's right in front of me. Just as I'm about to pinch myself to check if it's real, the words "I still can't believe you're here" escape my lips.

She leans in and kisses me on the mouth. "I'm as real as it gets, Donnie. And I'm not going anywhere."

I wrap my arms around her, feeling overwhelmed with emotions. "I love you, Shorty," I say as I gently rub my noseagainst hers. The warmth of her body and the softness of her skin make my heart skip a beat.

"I love you too, Donnie."

I reach my hand between her legs and brush against her covered pussy with feather like movements, wanting to get a rise out of her. She sucks in a sharp breath and leans closer until she’s sitting right on my dick that is begging to be let free. I press against her to feel how wet she is.

I groan and squeeze her ass. “It feels like you’re ready for me, Shorty.”

She gives me a devilish smirk while she grinds on me. “So are you,” she says in a low, sultry voice.

I grab her face and kiss the hell out of her. She runs her hands down my chest and pinches my nipples.

“Ah, fuck!” I pull my mouth away and glare at her.

She grins like she’s proud of herself.

Two can play this game.

I reach and pinch one of her nipples.

“Ouch! Damnit!” She playfully smacks my chest. “That fucking hurt.”

I chuckle. “Doesn’t feel good, does it?”

The little vixen reaches between my legs and dips her fingers into the waistband of my pants, and before I realize what she’s doing, she pulls out my dick, giving it a squeeze.

“Fuuuck,” I groan, resting my head between her breasts. I thrust my hips into her hands while she strokes my dick.

“Baby, I need you to stop.” I struggle to speak, allowing the ecstasy to overtake my body. Shorty’s scent and the way her skin feels against mine does something to me. It all becomes too much, and it pisses me off because I don’t want this to end yet.

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