Page 123 of Rebellious Hearts
When he pushed into me, harder and deeper, I cried out.
His cock was so big, and he stretched me to accommodate him. I moaned every time he thrust into me, and he filled me completely.
I wrapped my legs around him, trying to pull him closer, needing to feel him.
When Ben rolled his hips and angled his cock in a different direction, he hit a sweet spot inside me, and I cried out.
“Right there,” I panted.
Ben groaned and thrust into me, hard and deep, hitting the spot over and over.
I clung to him, moving my hips, trying to meet him thrust for thrust but my body was putty in his hands and he was in control.
It didn’t take long for another orgasm to build, and I cried out, louder and longer than the time before.
“Come for me,” Ben murmured.
His voice was thick with need, and his words brought me right to the edge.
“Oh, God, Ben,” I said.
“Sofia,” he groaned.
I opened my eyes. We locked gazes, and Ben rolled his hips, grinding into me.
My orgasm washed over me, and I cried out again, clenching around Ben’s sex. He watched my face as I came undone, and he was right there with me to put me back together again.
We lay motionless for a moment while I caught my breath before I pushed Ben back. He lay back on the mattress and slipped out of me.
I clambered onto him with weak legs and straddled his hips. His sex was large and glistening with what we’d already done.
I guided him to my entrance and sank onto him.
Both of us groaned when I sat all the way down.
I rolled my hips, grinding against him, and Ben’s hands were everywhere. On my thighs, my breasts, my stomach.
I rode him, lifting myself up and sliding down again, and he filled me to the brim. I bucked my hips harder and faster, bracing my hands on Ben’s chest as I rode him. He held onto my hips, pulling me forward, pushing me back, and his cock pushed into me even deeper.
My clit rubbed against his pubic bone as I thrust, and yet another orgasm built.
I gasped, the heat of another wave of pleasure rolling over me, and Ben took over.
He bucked into me from beneath as I rocked my hips, and in no time, my third orgasm washed over me. I collapsed on his chest, the pleasure consuming me, and Ben fucked me from beneath. I cried out with every thrust, and then he groaned and stiffened, emptying himself into me.
I felt his orgasm as it washed through him, his muscles tensing, his body tight beneath mine. He held onto my hips, fingers digging into my skin as his cock jerked inside me.
And then he relaxed and groaned.
I planted kisses on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. He was still inside me, and we were so close, pressed together as one.
We lay like that for a while, sweaty, out of breath, tangled in each other.
Eventually, Ben kissed the top of my head. I lifted my head and faced him, letting him kiss my lips.
Everything was going to be okay now.
Nothing mattered. The fact that I wasn’t going to leave, that I was having a baby when I hadn’t planned it, that I was having a family when I’d been terrified of what I’d have to sacrifice. Because I knew one thing for certain.
