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She whimpers as she climaxes, and the sound makes me lose all control. I bury my face against her slick pussy as I start to cum, and then I feel her mouth sucking it out of me.
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine getting to lick Abbie’s pussy, let alone her going down on me. Another man might be sated by his release, but it turns out I’m not like other men. Getting to cum in Abbie’s mouth only makes me harder. The need to do it again and again bears down on me as I pull her off my cock and pin her to the floor.
“Dress. Off,” I order as I rip off my shirt and push down my pants.
“My dress?” She looks down like she’s shocked it’s still on her body.
“Fine, I’ll do it.”
My impatience must be funny to her because she lets out a giggle as I yank it off her. Once she’s completely bare, I fall on top of her and claim her mouth. When we kiss, I can taste both of us and our releases. All it does is make my need all the more unbearable.
“Tell me, Abbie.” My cock slides between her wet pussy lips, hard and demanding. “You have to tell me not to cum in you.”
“I’m not on anything,” she says softly, and I don’t imagine the way her legs spread wider.
“Nothing?” I can feel cum leaking from my cock as I keep rubbing against her wetness. “Are you close to your period?”
She shakes her head. “Um, no.”
“So that means you’re ovulating?” My cock slips to her wet hole, and I feel her clench around the fat head. It’s so big and swollen I can feel it throbbing. “Fuck, now I have to cum in you.”
“Yes,” she moans and arches her back.
She’s so wet that I slip in a few inches before she whimpers. “That’s just your cherry, sweet girl.” I bend down and kiss her lips, trying to take the sting away.
Before long, she starts to relax, and I slowly slide in the rest. It takes a few pumps to get it all in, but when my balls press against her ass, I let out a loud moan of pleasure.
“That’s it, Abbie. Such a good girl.” She lets out a little whine at the praise and rocks her hips. “You’re so wet and warm.” Her pussy clenches around me as I rock in and out, getting deeper with every stroke.
“So big,” she pants as she digs her nails into me.
“Look how pretty you are with my cock inside you.” I glance down between us and watch it disappear into her body. “Fuck, I’m probably breeding you right now.”
“Spencer,” she begs.
Her orgasm is so close that I reach down and brush my knuckle over her clit. “You were made for me, Abbie.” Her body shivers in pleasure as she gets right to the edge. “Made to let me love you.”
Her eyes lock with mine, and that’s when her orgasm hits. The feel of her hot little cunt squeezing my cock sends me over the edge. All I can do is thrust hard one last time and fill her pussy with my release.
As the pleasure showers over us like falling stars, the only thoughts I have are of the two of us, our lives together, and the possible new life we created.
I’m so busy falling in love that I don’t think about someone out there plotting ways to take Abbie from me.
Chapter Eleven
ABBIE
I swing my legs back and forth over the arm of the sofa, fiddling with the new phone Spencer got me. I'm starting to suspect he's a magician. He is rather magical, especially that tongue of his. My whole body warms at the reminder. That man devoured every part of me, and now there isn't an inch on my body he hasn't tasted.
Since he gave me the phone, I’ve taken a million pictures with it. I want to remember every second of being here, and that includes pictures of Spencer and me together. I managed to get a few sneaky ones of him on his own, but I want some with both of us.
A couple days ago, I barely wanted to touch my phone. Now that I have someone that wants to protect and support me, everything is a whole lot less scary. It’s been a really long time since I experienced that kind of support, but even then, I don’t think I’ve ever had it to the extent Spencer gives.
My parents mean well, but I was one of those pregnancies where the mom didn't know until she was at the hospital in pain. She didn’t understand why until they told her she was in labor. A few pushes later and there I was, a not so fun surprise.
They had never planned to have kids and were already in their early forties. When I graduated, they were not only rushing me out the door but themselves too.
They put their condo up for sale my senior year. I'm not mad about it. My unexpected arrival completely transformed my parents' lives. They didn't kick me out per se, but they helped me get into my apartment and paid for the first year of rent before they took off. Now they’re on some kind of world cruise that extends over years.
