Page 97 of Thick & Thin

“How can you say that? They’re proof that you made a life, Jenny. That you carried and delivered a healthy baby boy. Some people would give anything for that.”

I nodded, knowing he was right. So many women couldn’t have kids, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t worried that he would find me disgusting. He was a single guy with no kids. At least none that he knew of. He probably wanted a woman with a perfectly toned and tanned body. A body like what I used to have.

“Look at me,” he demanded, using a finger to turn my face back in his direction.

I opened my eyes and looked at him.

“You know me better than anyone. Look at my face and tell me if I’m lying when I say your body is more beautiful now than it ever was. Hell, look at my cock, Jenny.” He chuckled, directing my attention to his crotch. “My dick is rock hard. Just looking at you right now has me so fucking turned on.”

I grinned, feeling my face heat when I looked down and saw that he was indeed standing at attention.

“Can I see more?” he asked, skimming over my sports bra with a single finger.

My nipples grew hard beneath the fabric, and he circled my hard peaks with his finger, making me gasp.

I nodded.

He was right. I knew Josh better than anyone. Especially the Josh with me at that moment. He wasn’t lying when he said he liked what he saw, which meant I was the one with the problem. Not him.

He unbuttoned my jeans and peeled them down my legs. I stepped out of them, leaving me in only my sports bra and boy shorts. On his way back up, he kissed my stomach, and I sucked in, the sensation of his lips against my flesh, making me shiver.

He unhooked my sports bra and pulled it from my body, releasing my heavy breasts, and they dropped a bit, sagging with the weight of a year’s worth of breastfeeding. He didn’t miss a beat, gathering them in his hands and moving forward to capture my nipple in his lips. My fingers went into his hair, enjoying the wet pull of his mouth when he sucked.

He moved to my other breast, his hand slowly traveling down my fleshy stomach until his fingers were dipping under the band of my underwear. My breathing accelerated, my chest rising, taking his head along for the ride. He looked up at me while he sucked my nipple and grinned the sexiest grin I had ever seen when his fingers moved into my underwear and skimmed my swollen clit.

My knees shook. Fuck, he was good at this. It made me wonder how many women he had been with after me. Quickly, I shook the thought from my head and enjoyed the feel of his experienced finger circling my clit as his hot mouth worked my nipple. Once he had me good and relaxed with his mouth and fingers, he slowly moved down, peeling my unattractive panties with him and stripping me completely bare to him and the cool air of the room around us.

“Your pussy is beautiful,” he said as he leaned forward and gave my clit a quick lick.

“Oh my God,” I said, leaning over and gripping his shoulders to keep myself from falling.

“Has anyone ever tasted you here, Jennifer?” he asked, and the fact that he used my full name was a major turn-on.

I shook my head, the wordnosqueaking from the back of my throat.

He growled, liking my answer.

“I’m going to eat you until you cream all over my tongue. How’s that sound?”

It sounded like heaven.

Again, my knees shook, and it was then I realized my entire body was buzzing and shivering.

He moved forward, sliding his wet tongue between my folds and sucking my clit between his lips with a soft pop. My knees gave out, and thankfully, my bed broke my fall. I sat, and he chuckled, moving forward and pushing me back by my shoulders.

He lifted my leg, kissing the inside of my thigh as he rested it on his shoulder, and then he moved in again, licking and sucking at me until I could no longer see straight. The erotic sounds of him eating me out were like an aphrodisiac, heightening my pleasure and making me pant and beg like a desperate woman.

“Mmmmm,” he moaned, enjoying his feast.

Then he slid two fingers inside me, and I was done for. I lifted from the bed, trying to get closer to his mouth all the while trying to get his fingers deeper. When I finally shattered, he reached up and covered my mouth with his palm to keep me from being too loud.

As I lay there gasping for air, feeling as if my body had melted for him, he worked his way up my body, placing tiny kisses on my skin along the way. When he reached my mouth, he kissed me, and I could taste myself on his tongue.

I pulled his shirt from his body, and he leaned back and tossed it across the room. Once his jeans were gone, and he was completely naked, he laid on top of me, fitting between my thighs as if I were made just for him. His warm skin pressed against mine felt amazing, and when he pushed into me and closed his eyes in pleasure, I knew there would never be anything more perfect than being with Josh.

He thrust his hips, sending a wave of pleasure across my thighs and into my lower stomach. I gripped his ass, pulling him into me as if I couldn’t get enough, and he growled at the feel of my nails digging into his flesh.

His eyes captured mine, his expression one of pleasured pain. I understood what he was feeling at that moment because I was feeling it too. We were remembering the past and replacing those memories with the present. Every time he thrust into me, something from three years before went away.

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