Page 62 of There Are No Words

She didn’t move. Not even an inch. Until I came closer, kneeling on the floor in front of her, my hands cupping the back of her thighs. Then her lips parted slightly, and a deep breath followed. “Yes,” she finally confirmed.

She asked for it. . . . “I would get on my knees just like this and guide your legs, spreading them open, as wide as they cango. Then I would have you bring them over my shoulders so that I could bury my head between them. I’d start with kissing the side of your thighs. I’d work me way up to revel in that puffy pussy of yours that would be dripping with need for me. I’d tease you with my tongue, gently stroking your clit and watch as your hips jerk forward, begging for more. I’d be so obsessed that I’d have to have more and more, so I’d dip my tongue inside your entrance. I would savor every loud moan and cry that comes from you. I’ve never tasted you before, but fuck, I already know it’d be my new addiction.”

As I was describing my favorite fantasy to her in detail, I watched her face—her cheeks redden, her lips go dry, and her eyes darken, desire forming in them. As much as she might have liked to deny herself, she wanted it. She wanted everything I’d said. And she wantedmeto do it to her.

She just wouldn’t let it happen.

For your information, I wanted her to realize that I’d just turned her on so much that she needed a release, badly, so she would decide to just let herself go and do it. Even if it scared her. Even if she didn’t think it was the right thing to do. Fuck, she should only know that nothing had ever felt more right for me than being with her.

Just watching her like this—almost bare, besides a bra and panties, belly on full display, her full lips wet from where she’d just licked them—I knew with repetitive strokes and a tug of my cock, I’d be shooting out in no time.

“That’s it?” she asked, her eyes watching me as I began walking to the door.

I placed my hand on the frame of it and grinned. “Allegra, that’s just the beginning, but that’s all it would take for your legs to shudder as an orgasm tore through you.”

“So do it,” Allegra said simply.

I shook my head. This didn’t feel right. One second she was holding me at arm’s length and the next she was asking me to make her orgasm. Something wasn’t right here. I mean, sure, I wanted her to say those very words, but this felt too easy. “What?”

She moved and licked her lips. “Orgasms are good for the baby,” Allegra spat out quickly, her words nearly running into each other.

I blinked, sure as shit never expecting that one.

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Allegra

Ugh! Brady was killing me, he was just staring at me, occasionally blinking. What did he want me to say? That I wanted to take him up on his offer and try being together? It sounded lame even to my own ears.

But I was definitely getting hornier, and really, I just wanted him to make me orgasm because it mademefeel good and I was fixing to feel good. To feel anything again.

He shook his head. “I don’t—”

“Being pregnant, I’m supposed to orgasm a lot quicker. That would mean you barely have to do any work at all. We both know you want to, so what gives?”

“Allegra.”

The way he said my name had my spine tingling. I wanted this man. If I unhooked my bra and slipped my panties down, I’d be naked in front of him. He couldn’t deny me then, could he? There was no way.

I looked down and eyed the bulge in his pants. If he was a good boy, maybe I could give him the release he needed, too.

“Just once.” Sure, I could use a vibrator or my own fingers, but I wanted Brady. And I wasn’t even asking for his cock—although I wanted that, too—only his tongue as he described it. I wanted to watch him, to hold his head as he lapped me up.

Brady’s eyes were filled with lust, his arms crossing in a way that made me want to reach out and lick every delicious inch of him. “First of all, I’m not afraid of hard work. Second, I wouldn’t stop at one orgasm. I’m a greedy fucking man, especially when it comes to you, Allegra, and I want to know just how much I pleasure you.”

I swallowed. Once. Twice.

This was my chance. My big moment to speak up. Why was I not giving myself exactly what I wanted again? Why couldn’t I just say the damn words—that I wanted him?

He ran a hand through his hair and started backing away from me. “I’m sorry, Allegra, but if you want me, then you’re going to have to admit it. Both to yourself and aloud. I already had you for one night, and it was pure torture. This time, I want you for more than that. I won’t settle for anything less. So, when you’re ready to be with me and play by my rules, you know where to find me. I’m going to the car. Come out when you’re ready.” And just like that, he was gone.

Boy, was he standing his ground.

Meanwhile, I felt like an idiot.

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I finished responding to the last email in my inbox and placed the phone in my purse. “You get a lot of emails,” Brady noted, eyeing me.

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