Page 107 of Finding Forever

He claimed her mouth without another word. She sighed—the sound loaded with utter contentment—and her lips melted beneath the scorching heat of his.

He now had her face cupped in the palms of both hands, as he continued to voraciously eat her mouth. His skillful tongue thrusting and parrying with hers, setting her senses on fire. It was all-consuming but she was right there with him, coming alive in his arms, arching toward him, her arms winding around his neck, as she plastered her chest to his, wanting more, needing everything.

He tugged her toward him and she went eagerly and enthusiastically. She straddled his lap, knees sinking into the sofa on either side of his thighs, and settled herself against the hard bulge straining against the seam of his dark trousers.

He was wearing a suit, while she was in thin cotton shorts and a pretty powdery blue camisole. Her bras were all getting too tight and she rarely wore one at home anymore, so when he finally relinquished her mouth to peel the top up it was to reveal her bare breasts to his heavy-lidded gaze.

She actually felt his penis—no…hiscock, she like that word better, just thinking it made her feel all hot and bothered—jerk between her legs at his first sight of her boobs. They’d gone from b-cups to c-cups and her nipples had darkened and stood out in stark contrast against her pale skin.

“Christ,” he whispered in reverence, looking a little dazed as he stared at her chest. “They’re different. But still so fucking beautiful. I’ve noticed, of course, but never really dreamed…”

His voice tapered off and he ran his index finger down the swell of one breast toward the upward tilt of her straining nipple. He had a small frown of concentration on his face as he intently followed the movement of his finger. Fern waited in breathless anticipation for his touch, but he got sidetracked by the ruched edge of her dusky pink areola, tracing the circular seam with painstaking slowness.

He swallowed audibly, then licked his lips…

“Your nipples,Jesus, they’re the size of cherries. So, fucking ripe and tempting. Spectacular. I’m going to have to taste them,” he said, urgency in his voice, he swallowed again. “My mouth is actually watering at the mere thought of it.”

“Please,” she begged, wrapping a palm around the back of his head and exerting some pressure. “Please… Cade, I want that. Please taste them. I think I’ll go out of my mind if you don’t.”

She was barely aware that she was greedily rubbing her clit—also highly sensitized thanks to her advancing pregnancy—against his hard shaft.

Cade made a deep, satisfied rumbling noise in his chest that sent pinpricks of delicious sensation to her nipples and her clit, and engulfed her nipple—areole and all—with the searing heat of his mouth.

She cried out and wrapped her arms around his head, elbows digging into his shoulders as she writhed against him in an agony of ecstasy. He wasn’t gentle, his mouth taking deep pulls on her nipple, with his teeth intentionally grazing the tender skin and adding an extra layer of excitement to the experience.

He had her other breast squeezed in his hand, and after afew more thirsty tugs, he switched to the other bullet-hard knot.

Fern was sobbing now, desperate for more, but also not certain she wanted this exquisite torture to stop.

In the end, the decision was taken from her.

In one swift and unexpected move, he changed their positions and Fern found herself sitting on the sofa with her legs spread, and her husband kneeling on the floor between them.

Before she knew it, he had her shorts—with their convenient drawstring waist—off and tossed aside, with her thighs flung over his shoulders and his face buried between her legs.

And that was when she felt his tongue…

It didn’t take long. A few flicks of his tongue, a hard suckle on her clit, a couple of fingers and she was there. Screaming, coming apart at the seams, while he continued to lick and finger her.

When she came back to herself, it was to find her husband watching her in smug satisfaction. She was stark naked, slumped halfway down the sofa, thighs still splayed, nipples still hard, and sopping wet between her legs. She was a mess, she knew it, and yet, Cade was staring at her like she was the most desirable woman on the face of the earth. Fist tightly wrapped around his cock, as he stroked himself in long, leisurely pulls, palm twisting over the plump glans in a fascinating motion.

She caught her lower lip between her teeth and pushed herself upright.

“Let me,” she implored, and he sat down on the sofa beside her. Her rapt gaze remained glued on the column of flesh, thrusting up at her from his open zipper. It was so big and bossy looking. Well, it was a part of Cade, it was bound to be demanding. This part of him absolutely fascinated her and she was eager to get reacquainted with it.

He picked up her hand and thrust it between her legs.

“Get it good and wet with your cum, sweetheart,” he instructed and she obediently lubricated her hand with her own sticky wetness, hissing a bit at how sensitive she still was down there.

She wrapped her thoroughly coated hand around the throbbing column, loving the familiar feel of it and enjoying how it was too big for her hand. She gave it a little squeeze and he lifted his butt and hips in an involuntary motion. His head dropped onto the back of the sofa and he groaned at the first touch.

“Look at you,” he marveled with a gasp, slitted gaze angled down at her as she worked her hand up and down his shaft. “Perfect and pretty and prim. Sitting on the sofa, stark naked with my cock in your hand. I’ve never seen you look more beautiful.”

She beamed at him and rewarded him for the praise by tightening her grip and increasing her pace.

“Fuck, yes,” he whispered. “Yes, beautiful girl,justlike that. I fucking love it, you’re so good. You make me so hard. With your gorgeous tits, and your big, puffy nipples. Make me come, Fern.”

Cade wassurprised when Fern got off the couch and knelt between his thighs, lubricating her other hand as well, and wrapping it around the base of his cock, beneath her other fist. She stroked him with enthusiasm and much better technique than the first few times she’d done this. She watched his dick eagerly, obviously enjoying the sight of it in her hands as much as he did. She licked her lips and he jerked in response, which startled her into tightening her fists even more… to the point of pain almost.

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