Page 187 of Stars in Umbra
He slowed her, slipping his arms around her waist to rotate her, and held her for a long time. ‘Youfeel right in this house, because you too make me happy.’
Later, after a simple dinner, a lunar sand storm rolled in, shaking the cliffs and rattling the windows.
It brought with it Eden City’s oppressive heat.
They switched on the air conditioner to full blast.
Shunning his stunning yet plant-free primary, they decided to sleep in the living room, among the plants and flowers, on a maxi divan Mo made up for them.
It was more than comfortable; it was luxurious.
The view of the zephyr through the soaring plexiglass glazing, a glowing, wild churning of grit, rocks, and wind, set the scene for a night of passionate, raw intimacy.
Rina writhed against Mo, undeterred by the bump of their growing baby.
‘Fokk, pregnancy makes me so horny,’ she growled as she suckled on Mo’s tongue.
His hands slid from her ass and to the small tee she had on, pulling it up to her nape so he could get at her tits.
‘Damn, your tits are so lush, so beautiful,’ he muttered as his lips fell on her nipple.
He flicked it with his tongue, then sucked it between his lips as he slid his touch to the crux of her thighs.
She parted them with a whimper, panty-free.
For the offending slips of lace had long been lost to the floor, slipped his thick, sinewed fingers along her slit and into her clenching pussy.
She wailed, arching her back, thrusting her hips, squeezing him, needing him.
His mouth moved across her chest, taking hold of her other teat, latching on, and sucking hard.
His mouth sucked deeper, his fingers were a blur.
Seconds later, bliss slammed into her, and she moaned, her pelvis pumping Mo’s digits as he brought her through a shuddering orgasm.
‘Honey,’ was all she could moan as she slumped back, stroking his braids as he kept worshiping her left breast, and caressing her wetness.
‘Please, Mo, I’m going to come again,’ she warned him.
His lips lifted off, rearing back onto his haunches, gazing down at her, heaving on the divan.
‘You cum again, you do it with my cock in you,’ he growled.
She shivered in anticipation as he slid off his sweats.
He loomed over her, his throbbing shaft pulsing with glyphs.
She reached for it, and he stopped her, stroking himself as he gazed down at her.
‘Nada, your hands on me and I’ll blowmi kaya.’
He stroked his cock from the tip of his beautiful, massive head to its stem.
Fokk,it only turned Rina on more.
‘Baby, please,’ she begged, eyes on him as he glided his grasp over his cockhead while gripping the base of his thickness with the other hand. ‘I can’t wait any more.’
The air around them glowed with his pulsing longing.
