Page 23 of Unexpected Pass

“I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes,” I moaned.

He tugged on my pants, and I lifted slightly to allow him to pull them over my thick thighs. Once they were off, he tossed them across the room and spread my legs.

“This pussy is so pretty.”

He moaned before lowering onto his knees. My breath hitched with anticipation. He latched his lips onto my clit, and a burst of pleasure shot through my body.

“Ooh!” I moaned as he dove in headfirst, slurping up my juices. I couldn’t believe he was doing this—that I was doing this. It wasn’t right. I needed to say something.

“I’m… um… pregnant!” I blurted out in between moans. The words spilled out, and he lifted his face to look at me.

“That’s not how this works. You get pregnant after I fuck you.”

He lowered his head back between my legs and latched on to my clit, sucking me into his mouth. Did he think I was joking?”

“No… ooh! I’m twelve weeks pregnant.” It took everything in me to clarify. I grabbed his head and tried to get him to stop and pay attention to me.

“Uh huh!”

He lifted his head and stared at me for a moment. I thought he was processing my words, but after staring at me for a second, he returned his head to my center and continued to devour me. Was I supposed to stop him again? Of course, I was. This was wrong. Squirming, I attempted to push him away.

“Kellon, we can’t. Did you hear what I said?”

“You’re pregnant,” he said, staring at me. His face was wet with my juices. “I heard you. Is that why this pussy so wet and sweet?”

He slid his thick fingers into my insides, hooking my G-spot. My vision blurred, and suddenly, I didn’t care about me being pregnant either.

“Oh my… fuck,” I cried.

“That’s it. Let all those sweet juices out,” he coached, lowering his head back between my thighs.

“Fuck!” I moaned loudly. I was shocked that he wanted to continue after my confession.

“You with the baby daddy?” he questioned, still moving his fingers in and out of me.

“No.” My legs trembled around his neck as he intensified his movements, moving his fingers in and out of my wetness.

“He got a chance of coming back?” He latched onto my clit, and I could feel my juices wetting his face.

“Not at all!” I was panting and squirming.

This was not how I thought this conversation was going to go. He wrapped his hand around my thigh, never letting go of my pearl. I’d never felt pleasure at this magnitude before. Kellon was sucking my clit and dipping his fingers in and out of me like it was what he’d waited his entire life to do so.

“Kellon!” I called his name as my legs quaked around his neck.

I was cumming. Kellon lifted me from the table with his head still placed perfectly between my legs.

“Ooh… fuck. I’m cumming!”

An orgasm ripped through my body, making my legs quake around his neck before he lowered me into his arms. An embarrassed giggle left my lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“What are you doing?” I asked, but he didn’t respond.

He gently carried me to the bedroom and carefully laid me on the covers. His eyes burned a hole in me for a moment, and no matter how hard I stared at him, I couldn’t read his facial expression. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He moved to turn off the lights, sending the room into darkness. I didn’t know if he was leaving me or joining me. Suddenly, the bed sank from the weight of his body, and a wave of anticipation washed over me.

Was I really about to do this? Was I about to have sex withtheKellon Barnes while carrying another man’s baby? I opened my legs to allow him to climb between my thighs, and he chuckled softly, closing them.

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