Page 102 of Best Man
“God, yes,” he bellowed. But he cast his gaze over to the nightstand. “Should I wear a condom, though?”
She pursed her lips. A silent debate raged inside her.
Should I tell him now?
Noo! Don’t tell him now—that’ll ruin the mood!
“You don’t have to wear one if you don’t want to,” she said at last.
He didn’t press for an explanation.
“Forget the condom, then,” he said, happily shutting the nightstand drawer. “I want to feelallof you.”
Returning his attention to her, Sasha mated his palm to hers, and their fingers interlocked. His mouth met hers and he kissed her deeply, as if he were searching for her soul, begging her to be the girl he remembered from the wedding.
He could tell she wasn’tquitethere, couldn’t he?
Regardless, he shifted his hips, parting her folds with his big cock. He sank his weight into her gently, letting her warm up to his thick girth.
“Oh,God,yes,” she moaned, remembering just how nice his fat cock stretched her.
Careful not to hurt her, Sasha eased his considerable length into her. She was so wet and ready, though, she swallowed up every inch he gave her, always ready for more.
“You really want it, huh?” he teased. Slowly, surely, his hips began to swing as he pumped into her a little harder.
“Fuckme, Sasha,” she demanded.
His eyes darkened and he stapled his pelvis to hers. His hand went to her throat—which she’dlikedso much six weeks ago, but now, with a life inside her, the idea of it scared her. She quickly pawed at his hand until he removed it.
“Shit. Sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It’s okay. It didn’t hurt. And Idolike it. Just not right now,” she explained awkwardly.
After that misstep, Sasha was understandably careful with her. Thankfully, he didn’t resent her for it—he went slow and gentle, until the awkwardness wore off, and the mood was steamy again.
They both moaned when he buried himself to the hilt inside her. He was so long and hard, he reached past her cervix.
“Yes,” she said, squeezing his length with her muscles. “Give it to me.”
He kissed her wildly, his bare cock pumping inside her. The sex was so raw, so intimate, she came in a hurry. Just like Piper said, it wasbaby-makingsex, even though the baby had already been made. He just didn’t know it yet.
“Your pussy is so creamy,” he growled. “I love it.”
He thrust deeper, harder, pounding her with his big dick, hammering those hidden pleasure zones that no other man could reach. No one could please her like Sasha. Was it any surprise he’d impregnated her so quickly, so easily? Not to her. Shebelongedto him.
Her insides began to clench and smolder with the promise of another climax.
“Keep going!” she shrieked. “I’m coming!”
Sasha didn’t slow—he gave her what she wanted. He slammed into her hard and fast, hot waves of golden bliss sloshing through her. As soon as one orgasm ended, it triggered another. He rode her from one peak to the next, her mind tossed overboard into a sea of never-ending pleasure.
At last, though, his breath became shallow and he needed to slow his pace. She saw in his eyes the steely determination of a man who wanted to last longer—only she didn’t want him to.
“Come inside me,” she whispered.
That news made his cock twitch inside her.
“Yeah? You’re sure?” he asked.
