My teeth lightly grazed his dick with my teeth. It was enough to give him a little pain with his pleasure. I gripped his dick and moved up and down, working him with my hands and mouth.
His hands spread my cheeks from behind. I felt his finger tease my hole from behind. I tensed. He was going where no man had ever gone before.
“We won’t go there yet,” he said easing one finger inside my anus.
“Keep going.” He pushed into my mouth. I had to open my mouth further to take more of him inside. Ryan pushed into my mouth over and over again. I had to take deep breathes so that I didn’t choke. I relaxed my jaw, allowing him to go as fast as he wanted. I felt him hit the back of my throat. His hand continued to play with my opening. I never thought that it would feel good, but it did. Maybe, it was just because it was Ryan.
I felt myself getting moist from blowing him and him touching me. I continued to suck him in and out trying to help him reach fulfillment.
His fingers moved from my ass to my clit. He pinched it, causing wetness to fall onto his hands.
I moaned around his dick and grinded against his fingers, wanting more.
I squeezed him tighter in my mouth.
“Shit, I’m about to cum, Ava. Not like this, I want to be inside you.”
I released him with a pop.
He turned me around so my ass was facing him, and he penetrated me from behind. I squeezed my eyes shut as he pounded into me over and over again. It was exhilarating. It was freeing.
I met him thrust for thrust. I grinded against him getting myself off. He smacked my ass over and over again causing my core to clench around him. I screamed as he emptied himself inside me.
I felt my cum and his leaking from my body, combining into one.
I dropped to the bed. Ryan laid beside me rubbing my back. “I hope we made a baby.”
I glanced over at him.
He raised his eyebrows, “This time, I don’t want to miss a thing.” His hands moved down to my ass.
I smiled into the pillow. I was exhausted but happy. This was our new beginning. We were finally going to make it.
The Ground Up
Dan & Shay
I watched Ava ease from the bed. Mercy had climbed in the bed with us last night because a storm had come in the middle of night.
She had been scared to sleep in the adjoining hotel room by herself. We were closing out all of Ava’s personal business in Atlanta. They were officially moving to California with me. I couldn’t describe how happy that made me feel. I was finally getting my family.
I promised Ava that we would find a house to buy in Georgia so that she could visit any time that she wanted. She still had family and friends in Atlanta, and I wanted to ensure that she was always comfortable when we eventually traveled to see everyone.
I ran my hands down my daughter’s curly hair. She was a beautiful little girl. I loved having her with me every day. I had missed so much of her life that it was a pleasure to watch her grow before my eyes.
They had been with me for five months including the two that they had stayed with me during the summer.
I eased my daughter away from me. I heard the shower turn on in the hotel bathroom. Ava had closed the door behind her when she had slipped in the bathroom a few minutes ago.
I waited quietly in the bed listening to the sounds coming through the door. Then, I eased out of the bed and covered Mercy back up with the top sheet.
I quietly open the door and closed it behind me.
I smiled in satisfaction watching Ava bent over the toilet gagging.
I leaned against the door. For the past few mornings, Ava would ease out the bed and turn on the shower like I wouldn’t hear her gagging and puking her guts out.
She looked up at me with a frown on her face.
“Do you have something to tell me?” I asked not moving from the door.
She glared at me. “Are you proud of yourself?” she asked leaning back over the toilet and gagging again.
I moved from the door and went to her. I was proud of myself and happy as hell. But, I didn’t want her miserable in the process.
I kissed the side of her neck. God, I loved her so much. I rubbed her back in a circular motion trying to soothe her.
“I will be proud if you tell me that you’re about to make me the happiest man alive and give me another baby.”
I continued to rub her back trying to console her. I knew she had been miserable for the past few mornings. Yet, she never told me anything.
She leaned back. “I wanted to surprise you,” she grumbled.
I smiled widely. “Babe, it’s kind of hard to surprise me when you’re always tossing up your cookies every morning.” I smiled widely.
I was about to be a dad again. I didn’t want to miss any of it, including moments like this. They were all to be treasured.
“You did surprise me.” I assured her. The first time I heard her throw up almost scared me to death. I thought she was sick until I realized we hadn’t ever really used condoms before in our relationship, which is what got us trouble in college. Then, the next day when she was sick in the morning again, she was fine later in the day like it had never happened. Today, she repeated the same routine. By then, I knew I was going to be a second time father.
“Me telling you over the toilet is not fun,” she moaned.
I kissed her neck again. “I want it all. I can’t go back and relive your pregnancy with Mercy, but I can enjoy this one. I want the highs and lows.” I put my hand on her stomach filling butterflies take flight in my own stomach. “I can’t wait for you to fill out with my child. I want to fill him or her move. I want to see you rounded and beautiful. I want to see our family grow again.”
She meant so much to me. I couldn’t wait to share this news with all my friends.
“This is so nasty, Ryan. I’m going to get so fat, and you’re going to be acting with all these pretty women and come home to fat me,” she grumbled.
I shook my head. She didn’t get it. She was the only one for me. “Trust me, I don’t want any of those women. I love you. I treasure you. You and Mercy are my family. I’m not stupid enough to lose you twice.” I pulled her into my body.
She squeezed me tight. “I love you,” she mumbled into my chest.
“I love you too.” I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to celebrate the conception of our new baby. But, our daughter was in our bed, and my future wife looked like she wanted to throw up again.
Immediately, I felt her push away from me and lean toward the toilet. I smiled again. My life was good. This would pass soon. I would take care of my family. Our marriage was going to be built from the ground up. We were making our own rules and living our own destiny. I loved my family. I couldn’t wait to see what the future brought.
We had already been through hell and highwater. If we could fight through our past, we could handle anything.
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