Page 59 of Devious Secrets

Her eyes roll as I tease her clit with the tip of my finger and continue to drive into her. Leaning down, I take a nipple into my mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue while sucking at the same time.

Another moan, this time deeper.

I thrust harder, needing to be deep inside her. Shifting my position, I let her nipple go, then move to the other, this time taking the bud between my teeth.

“Oh, fuck,” she breathes out. Her body tightens beneath me.

“Come, baby. Come hard for me,” I order, flicking my tongue over her nipple before lifting up more so I can see her. I want to capture her features when her release takes her away.

“I… oh, fuck… Alexander… oh… God…”

Pulling her leg up an inch more, I drive harder, teasing her clit the whole time.

The waves hit, and the ripples of her orgasm clench my cock as she cries out. Enough is enough, I can’t take any more. I thrust harder and faster into her while her orgasm steals her.

Her mouth drops open, her face flush with urgency.

Electric pain zips down my spine as my balls pull tight.

“Fuck,” I groan. A flash of light bursts in the periphery of my vision.

It’s too much, she’s too hot, too wet, too tight.

Too fucking perfect.

My release rips through me and I let out a groan as my jaw clenches.

“Fuck,” I moan again when the intensity finally starts to wane. I fall forward, dropping her leg so I can catch myself on my forearms and not crush her with my weight.

I kiss the tip of her nose.

“Oh God! You’re not wearing a condom!” Frantically, she wiggles beneath me, pushing at my shoulders. As though leaving the warmth of her body now will change anything.

I kiss her forehead.

“Alexander! I’m not on anything!”

She shoves at me, harder than before, but I barely move.

“I can’t believe how stupid I’ve been!” she snaps.

Stupid? My chest tightens as the meaning of her words sinks in.

“We haven’t used protection. Not once.”

Her panic slams into me.

Maybe I should regret it, not being careful. But I don’t. Deep down, inside the pit of me, the idea of her carrying my child doesn’t scare me. It soothes the dark, primal beast inside me.

“Good.” I kiss her cheek.

She freezes.

“Good?” It’s a question, but it comes out as an accusation.

“Yes.” I nod. It’s going to take her a little longer to get used to the idea, but I can give her time.

“No.”

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