Page 48 of An Angel's Share
“Why will I be screaming?” She gasps out her question, her voice a literal squeak as her breathing has reached marathon runner proportions. My heart rate is going like a rocket.
“Maybe, I’ll be spanking your arse, as I fuck it. Biting your tits as you come on my hand. If you don’t want that tonight, tell me now and we’ll go to sleep. Quietly, together.” I’m giving her a choice, but I know it’s a foregone conclusion. She wants me. I want her. “Tell me you want it all, Rua. Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
“I don’t think I can be quiet,” she finally admits.
Prepared for that answer, I dig into my jeans pocket and pull out a small bottle of lube and some fabric. I place them on the bedside table.
“Well this is a gag.” I hold up the piece of fabric. “And this is a blindfold, so you won’t be able to see what I’m doing to you. But you will feel it all, baby. The gag will help with the noise. The more noise you make, the harder I will spank you. You choose, baby. How long, how hard. All in your hands.”
My wolf-like grin clearly excites the hell out of her. I can see the whites of her eyes. She’s so fucking excited, my bodyresponds. God, this woman. I’m going to love indoctrinating her into all manner of kinky shit. She clearly is loving it. I have to take my time though, she is new to a lot of things and she is pregnant. I’ll have to be patient. Well, I am a patient man. Patience is definitely something I know.
I feelher body start to wake. I don’t think I’ve slept a wink. I’ve watched her all night, watched her body's responses to my hands, my tongue, my cock. I smothered her screams with my kisses, and the gag. Watched her fall into a deep slumber. Watched my son move in her tummy. Watched her sleep.
She slips out of bed and into the ensuite in the corner of the room. I lay on my back with my hands behind my head and watch her walk back towards me. Her pregnant body looks beguiling. I don’t ever think I will get over the fact that my son is inside her. This woman is carrying my child.
She gifts me a shy smile, and my chest feels tight. Jesus, a smile and I’m gagging for her.
“I need to shower, come join me?” The shy smile has gone, in its place, desire for me.
“You think you’re calling the shots now? Did last night not teach you anything? It should have told you everything.” I raise an eyebrow at her.
“I’m asking you to come in. Not telling you to get your gorgeous sexy arse in that shower.” She points at the shower room, grinning at me, her cheeky persona in full force. I love that side of her. It must be the red hair. Hell, I love every side of her.
“Well, if you’re asking so nicely, how can I refuse you.”
I step out of the bed and walk naked towards her. Her eyes ogling my body. My cock ramrod hard and leading the way. I spin her around and smack her arse. She shrieks at the noise. My handprint shines out like a back pocket on a pair of jeans.
“Lead on, my love. I want to worship this beautiful body some more.” She can’t get any words out as I put my hand on her arse and push her forwards.
I get the water running nice and warm, letting her have all the access to the jets of water. I take the washcloth and squeeze body wash onto it. “Let me take care of you. Stand still and I’ll wash every inch.”
Starting at the bottom, I move up her legs, paying attention to behind her knees—she’s really sensitive here. I spread her legs wider as I move up the inside of her leg, higher and higher to the apex of her thighs. Dropping the cloth, I lather my bare hands and move them towards her pussy, constantly moving on her skin, but never touching the most sensitive areas. She’s writhing around trying to get me to put my hands on her. But I always nearly do, but just don’t.
Her hands are out in front of her, she can hardly hold herself up, so desperate for me to touch her. “Please, Jonno. I?—”
“What, my love? You want me to touch you here?” I put the tiniest amount of pressure from my fingertip onto her clit as we stand nose to nose, her on tiptoes in an attempt to get me to put my hands on her. My tongue wanders around her mouth, mimicking the movements of my fingers. Her eyes are closed and her mouth open, panting for me to take her, desperation in every breath. I fucking love that she wants me this badly.
“I want my tongue here.” I press into her folds and into her pussy. “Do you want my tongue?”
“Yessssss. Jonno, Oh god yessss.”
I smile into her mouth. “Well as you have been a very good girl, I’ll give it to you.”
I drop to my knees on the tiled floor, the warm water running down my back as I open her lips to me and push my tongue into her. I steady her legs and hold her up as I go to town on her pussy. She keeps grasping my wet hair, and then trying to hold herself up. I lap up her juices, her voice crying out as I make her come, her desperate tones pushing me on.
Fingers moving inside her, my other hand pushing against her arsehole, she doesn’t know which way to turn. Bearing down onto my face, I feel the gush of sweet nectar, and revel in her cry from above. I continue to lap at her, brushing my tongue across her clit as she shivers with each stroke. Holding her large tummy in my hands, I continue supporting her weight. I could do this all day everyday. I fucking love making her lose her mind.
I continue to hold her up as I stand and move behind her. She bends her head backwards towards me, seeking my lips. “Taste yourself, baby. Taste how good you are.”
I kiss her like it’s my last day on Earth. I can’t get enough. I want more—more of her, more of this. I feel fucking frantic. I hold her tits in my hands, confirming they’ve gotten bigger in the days I’ve been away.
“I’m not going away again. I’m staying here for you, with you, for both of you.” I jabber nonstop as I push my cock inside her from behind. She’s pushing her tits into my hands, moaning as I pluck at the nipples, twisting gently. I start slow, and long. Thrusting into her, holding her body, her mind and soul in my hands. I can feel them, she’shanded them over to me. And I know I will protect them until my dying breath, I’ll hold them safe forever.
I’m telling her this as I become wilder and wilder, as she pushes back onto me, egging me on, more, more. I bellow her name, my love for her, as I pour myself inside her. Take it fucking all, and keep it. My love.
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