Page 70 of Make Me Whole

Overwhelmed by sparks of pleasure, I fisted his cock and pumped inside his underwear. It was awkward and constricting, but I didn’t dare pull his cock out. As much as I wanted to be properly fucked by this man, after all his effort, I wanted to come on his fingers first.

My hand job was an extra motivation for Max to finish me with a bang, and what a bang it was. After a couple more pumps, the band snapped.

I dropped my head backward and moaned his name as wave after wave of pure pleasure washed over me. Frantic, I tightened my walls against Max’s three fingers and sank on his hand, pushing him deeper one last time as I rode the incredible orgasm.

As the fireworks of pleasure simmered to a few sparks, I released my grasp on his cock and pushed the cotton down, finally inviting my favorite part of Max to the party. He smiled as he pulled his fingers completely out.

His hand glistened in the moonlight as he brought it to his mouth. Holding my gaze, he slowly licked the juices from each of the fingers he had used to fuck me. It was sexy as hell, but not as sexy as the sight of his bare ring finger.

Too afraid to get my hopes up, my mind instantly went to the worst possible scenario. “Please tell me you didn’t just lose your ring inside my vagina.”

With said ring finger still in his mouth, Max chuckled. “What?”

“Your ring,” I said with apprehension in my tone. “It’s not on your finger, and since it was just shoved in my vagina, I’m afraid you lost it in there.”

His chuckles turned into a full-blown laugh. “I didn’t. It’s in my pocket.”

That darn hope grew an annoying amount. “You took it off?”

“Yes.”

My brows knitted together so tightly it gave me a headache. “Why? Were you afraid you’d lose it in my vagina?”

He tilted his head. “How would that even happen? There were more fingers in there, so it’s not like the ring would get stuck. Also, your vagina has no teeth or fingers to remove it. And it’s not sticky.” His lips tugged in a lustful smile as he licked the glistening coating on his palm. “In fact, it’s deliciously slick.”

I bit my lips. “Okay, if it wasn’t fear, then why?”

The lust in Max’s eyes softened into something very close to adoration. “Because you andmore. It was time to let go of Marge to hold on to you.”

My heart wentboom-boom-boomreally fast. I knew what this meant, how big of a deal it was. He was committing to me in a quiet, personal way. He was changing, healing, and hoping because of me, of us. It was life-giving and fundamentally changed me. The lust that had dominated the night gave way to tenderness and a deeper love than what I thought my broken heart was capable of feeling—though I wasn’t yet ready to utter that word to him.

With eyes full of tears, I brought my hand to where our—still secret—baby grew in my belly. This step, this commitment assured me that we would be a family, that this baby would have a real father who loved us. We would raise this baby, and our bigger kids, in love and partnership. It was everything I had wanted with Eli but never had.

I wanted to tell him about the baby right there and then, but I didn’t want to take away from this monumental moment. I didn’t want the memory of his choice to mix with the news of our baby. Each life-changing event—and their memorable celebrations—deserved to have its own magical space in our heads and hearts.

Determined to come up with my ownmemorable fuckmoment and wait until then to tell him about the baby, I focused on the now.

Cupping the side of his face, I lowered myself onto him so that my slit and the head of his cock touched. “You’ve already made tonight memorable. Now it’s time to be well fucked.”

“With pleasure,” Max replied and pulled me down hard on his waiting cock.

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MAX

There was no restraint in me as I speared Sky with my erection. The combination of her grinding, the feel of her pussy as she orgasmed all over my hand, and the taste of her juices had me too wild with lust to be careful.

Sky let out a loud shriek, and I stilled with worry.

“Was that too rough?”

Instead of replying to ease my mind, the little vixen was quiet for a second and then sank a little lower–something I didn’t think was possible. She rolled her hips, and as her tight pussy squeezed my cock, her juices dripped all the way down to my balls.

“Nope. We’re in the wild, baby. Let go and fuck me like you want to.”

Holy mother of sexy shit!This woman was always a goddamn surprise.

I almost exploded right there and then, but this was memorable fuck night, and lasting only two seconds was the wrong kind of memorable. So instead, I took a deep breath, told my balls to hold their shit, and dug my fingers even harder against Sky’s skin.

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