Page 21 of Forbidden Pregnant Mate

The fingers on my free hand slipped beneath her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties. She gasped as I gently pressed against her clit. Her hips began to move seductively as she rubbed herself against my fingers.

“Two…”

I explored her slit, already growing slick. The feel of her juices on my fingers made my cock twitch excitedly.

“Three…”

My fingers plunged inside her. She gasped as I began pumping them in and out of her. The hand on my arm curled, gripping my bicep tighter.

“Fou—”

She slammed her lips against mine, smothering the word. I could feel her moaning against my lips as my fingers continued working their magic.

“You talk too much,” she growled.

“Well, if you want my mouth to be otherwise occupied, I think we can arrange that,” I said. “But we better go inside now. Unless you want anyone walking by to see me eating you out.”

It seemed to take an eternity to get to the bedroom, but eventually, we got there. I slammed the door closed. By the time I’d turned around, Jenn was already undressed.

She looked even more incredible than I’d imagined. Her breasts were large but perky, her nipples fully erect. Her hips and ass looked perfectly toned. But my attention was drawn to what was between her smooth, tanned legs.

I stalked toward her and grabbed her shoulders, pushing her onto the bed so that her legs dangled off the side. I kissed one perfect breast, then the other before taking the nipple in my mouth. She moaned softly.

My lips moved downward, kissing her stomach. I could smell her growing arousal. I wanted her. I’d wanted her for years.

Then my head was between her legs, and my tongue ran across her clit teasingly. I could see her beginning to writhe on the bed, her fingers gripping the bed sheet as I began toying with her.

I stayed where I was for a while, savoring the way she looked as I pleasured her. I hadn’t realized my cock could stiffen any more than it already had, but I could feel it twitching, my balls aching.

My fingers moved to her pussy, circling it before slipping in. She was tight and wet. She moaned, and her back began to arch. Something about watching her reaction to my movements was the biggest turn-on imaginable.

My fingers began pumping as my tongue continued to work her clit. Her squirms got more and more frantic, her breathing growing heavy and ragged.

My tongue trailed down, slipping into her slit. She tasted incredible. I groaned as I lapped it up, needing more of it, more of her. As I thrust my tongue inside her, my thumb moved to her clit.

Jenn’s hips began to buck, and she made soft, keening noises. Her toes curled.

“Oh, god, just fuck me already,” she begged.

The plea in her voice was intoxicating. I looked up at her, my tongue still playing with her clit.

“Only if you say please,” I said, grinning wolfishly.

“Dick,” she growled.

“Yes, I have one,” I said. “And if you want it inside you, I want to hear the magic word.”

“Please.” She was writhing under my touch, her fingers gripping the sheets as she thrashed, her hips bucking even more wildly than before.

“Only if you say I’m the most handsome, charming, intelligent—”

“I’m not going to—” she protested.

My fingers shoved deep inside her, and she cried out.

“All right, fine, fine!” she moaned. “You’re the most handsome, charming, intelligent, blah blah blah. Now, please fuck me.”

I plunged into her, and she cried out in pleasure, her eyes flying open. She was insanely wet. I began to thrust, feeling myself slide in and out of her with ease.

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