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Theseweeks have been such a tease for both of us. I’ve thought about this everydamned day, dreamed of it at night. “Moan and squirm and scream all you want,Mel, but I’m going to eat the fuck out of this pussy.”
It’sclear my words turn her on even more, and I’m thrilled she loves the dirtytalk. Because that’s something I couldn’t control if I wanted to.
Herhands tighten in my hair as I work her over, licking and sucking until she’sright on the edge. “Please,” she murmurs.
Ipeek up at her. “Please what, Melissa? Tell me what you want.”
Closingher eyes, she tilts her head back and clenches her thighs, shoving herself inmy face. “Please make me come.”
I’mdying to slip my finger in her, and feel her from the inside, but I keep the nopenetration rule in mind. Instead, I latch onto her clit, sucking soft andsteady. I have to hold down her hips, so she won’t buck around or be tooactive, but it doesn’t take long for her to let out a loud cry that damn nearshoves me over the edge as well.
Herwhole body trembles before she goes limp with a satisfied moan.
Lettingher recover, I plant soft kisses on her thighs, working my way up to kiss hergrowing belly, and swollen tits. God, they’ve grown at least a whole size sinceI met her. Her hands thread through my hair and wander over my back as I lickone nipple, then the other. Gently. I’m not trying to work her up again, justlosing myself in her body.
Herhand slides down between my legs, and I lay my forehead on her chest as shesqueezes. “Fuck, Mel, that feels good.” She strokes me a few times, until Ibrush her hand away. “You can’t. No activity.”
Herlips pooch out, and I swear I’ll never forget seeing this woman pout becauseshe can’t touch my cock.
“Iwant to see it,” she insists, trying to shove my pants down.
Andfuck do I want to show it to her.
Mypants and underwear get tossed behind me, and you’d think my cock could feelher stare the way it’s acting. I’ve never been so hard in my life.
Melreaches down to caress it, tracing the vein, and I have to bite my cheek.“Babe, unless you want me to bust all over your chest, you’d better stop.”
Hereyes brighten, and she pulls her shirt the rest of the way off. She scoots downa bit, then presses her plump tits together in a very clear invitation. “Prettysure this doesn’t count as active,” she teases.
Maybea stronger man could have said no. The words were in my head, soundingsomething likeno, I want to be inside you the first time, orI canwait for you. What came out was a gravelly “Fuck, yes,” as I slid my cockbetween them.
Itonly takes a few strokes for me to come, my eyes clenched shut. When I lookdown at her, she wears a very self-satisfied smile.
Wetake a quick shower, since that’s all she’s allowed, and I crawl into bed withher. “You’re staying the night?” she asks, cuddling against me.
“Areyou trying to kick me out?”
“No,but you have company at home.”
Idrape my arm around her. “They can tuck each other in.”
Hergiggle brings a smile to my face. I hated to see her so miserable.
ChapterThirteen
Melissa
Thelast week has been one surprise after another. Jeremy and I are together. Hesays he loves me. I’m cautiously optimistic because I know how quickly thingscan fall apart. He thinks he wants to be a father to my son, but I’m worriedhe’s made the decision impulsively. He lost his girlfriend. My biggest fear isthat I’m just a rebound from that. I know that helping me has been a way forhim to distract himself and do something good while he tries to sort out hisfeelings. I’m afraid that he’ll heal and leave me behind. He may not plan to,but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t happen.
Hisconfession about his job shocked me a little, but I’m not really worried aboutit. Child molesters don’t deserve my sympathy, and he explained that they don’toften have to go to extremes. My only concern is how it might affect my son, soI am looking forward to talking to his friends’ wives.
I’mnot going to think about any of that today though. Today, I’m going to my firstexhibition since I was seventeen years old. I’m so excited, I can hardly sitstill. Being confined to a wheelchair is annoying, but I’m not complaining. Itwas such a thoughtful thing for him to do. I really need to find a way to repayhim for his kindness. Maybe Justus will have an idea.
Jeremyleaves me to get ready for my special night, and I take my time dressing up forthe first time in years.
Fortunately,I did buy one maternity dress, a simple black dress that isn’t hard to get intoor out of. My feet have been swollen lately, so heels are out of the question,even though I won’t be on my feet. Instead, I opt for black ballet flats. Ihaven’t shopped for much jewelry, but I do have a pair of silver earrings thatI can pair with my silver necklace which displays a crystal birthstone. Mysister has an identical necklace. Our father bought them for us when we wereyoung, since we were both born in April, two years apart. My gaze keepscatching on the necklace as I put my makeup on and throw my hair into an updo.I’m not sure if I’ll ever see Kelly again, and it tears me apart every time Irealize it.
Itterrifies me that she may not even survive them. After seeing what they werecapable of before, killing all those innocent people in a shopping mall, Idon’t doubt they’ll carry out some kind of violence again. And my sweet sister,who couldn’t stand to kill a bug when we were young, will be right in the middle.
