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I reach out to pick her up, but she shifts out of the way, and with a mischievous look in her eyes, she taunts, “Race you.”
Before I can even register her intent, she’s sprinting in the direction of the bedroom. I’m right on her trail, but instead of going to her bed as I expect, she races to the bathroom. “Give me a second.”
“Oookkkaay,” I draw out, wondering why she’s going to the bathroom alone and not inviting me in, since she was nearly climbing me downstairs. A few seconds later, my question is answered when I hear the toilet flush, water turn on, then a cupboard door or two be thrown open and slammed shut. “Uh… Sam, everything okay in there?”
“Yep, be right out. Just want to get something.”
Within another moment, Samantha walks out and completely leaves me breathless as she stands there in nothing but her naked glory. My eyes slowly roam up and down her body as I take her in, noticing some distinct changes due to pregnancy. Beautiful can no longer be a word that can adequately describe her. I suck in a deep breath before I pass out and continue to take in her features.
Her breasts immediately have my attention as they appear to have grown since last time I saw her. Her areolas have darkened, and her arousal is evident as her nipples pebble in my presence. They’re pressed out further than normal because her hands are behind her back, apparently holding something. As I look further, I can see the beautiful swell of a very defined baby bump that I can’t wait to cradle and put my hands on. I want to kiss every square inch of her body, devour her in ways I never thought were possible, and never let her go. I lick my lips in anticipation.
She clears her throat. Her face is an unusual shade of pink, as a sly grin forms. “Eyes up here, mister.”
Damn, she caught me, but I have no shame. "I know, Sam, but how do you expect me not to take inventory since it’s on display?”
“Um….” She appears shy for an instant.What’s she so hesitant about?
“This is me, Samantha.” I try to assure her she has nothing to worry about. “What’s going on?”
“I… Uh… Thought we might try something.”
Well, this has my attention. What could she possibly want to do that we haven’t done?
“What do you have in mind?” I ask, my interest entirely piqued.
“You know thatgiftyou bought me?”
From the way she saysgift, my mind immediately goes to the vibrator, but I don’t want to be a complete horndog. “By gift, you mean…”
From behind her back comes the vibrator in question. She hands it to me and lowers her lashes in a sultry way that would make me do just about anything for her. “Wanna play?”
Holy fuck!I was expecting a good old-fashioned ravishing, but she’s up to bringing toys into the bedroom. I’d bought it to help get her off while I was gone, but if I’m being honest, I’ve often fantasized about using it with her as well. I’ve been dying to bring her to the edge so many times, she begs me to finish.
Before I can utter a word, my body kicks into overdrive and I find myself frantically kicking off my shoes and ridding myself of the rest of my clothes. “You can bet your sweet ass I’m interested in playing, beautiful,” I growl when I reach out and pull her mouth to mine. I’m not sure how long we stand here kissing one another, but when she pushes me toward the bed, I take the hint.
Once there, we trade positions so that she’s with her back on the bed. She quickly scoots up to lay her head on the pillow and I can’t help but climb up after her. I nip and suck at each and every part of her body as I make my way up each sensual curve. My lips trace her inner thighs and she squirms in anticipation. I purposely skip over her center and make my way up to her belly bump. It’s small, but it’s extremely evident and couldn’t be sexier. This woman’s pregnant with my children and I’m the lucky bastard she’s agreed to marry.
“Hello,” I whisper as I get to her belly button. “Daddy’s home and he’s going to get to see you grow every day now.”
“Enzo,” Samantha groans. “I know you love our kids. But their mama has needs.”
I know she’s joking, but I can’t help but laugh at the pure desperation in her voice. “Okay, beautiful. I won’t keep you waiting.”
I trace the frame of her body with my lips as I place an arm above her to brace myself and not put weight on her. Once I reach her neck, I go to the place that drives her wild behind her ear. She squirms, and I know I’ve met my mark.
With my free hand, I reach over and grope around the spot where I saw Samantha set the vibrator down. I continue to assault her with my lips and drive her wild in the best way I can. It feels like fucking forever, but finally, I find it and bring it to my face so I can peer at the buttons and switch it on. When she hears the vibrator come to life, her entire body jolts and I feel her body arch to reach mine, making me nearly want to forget about the toy in my hand.
“If you press the buttons again, it changes modes,” she desperately pants.
What Samantha wants, Samantha gets. I’m just as desperate to fuck her like a wild animal, but if she wants to play first, I’ll play with her until her heart’s content. I press the button a few times and finally, I hear her breathless declaration. “There. That one. Gets me off like a rocket every time.”
Holy fucking shit! Her words alone have me nearly coming undone. The thought of her actually using this to get herself off is a turn-on like no other. I bring it to her clit and gently massage it. I swipe it to her center and bring her wetness up to act as a natural lubricant. The way she simultaneously moans, arches her back, and claws at my biceps lets me know I’m doing something right. I reach down and grab a nipple with my mouth and tug ever so slightly.
“Oh… Enzo. Right. There,” is one of the sexiest things I have heard.
I continue this until my need becomes too great. I have to taste her. I pull back on my haunches and press the wand inside of her as I take her clit in my mouth. I don’t think she lasts longer than seconds before she detonates around me. Her body thrashes and screams fall from her lips.
“Holy. Fucking. Hell. Are you trying to kill me?” she pants as she pulls my hair to get me to back off. “I can’t take any more. Ohmigod. I feel too much. It’s sooo fucking good. I never thought I’d say this, but you have to turn it off.”
