I move lower and lay kisses along the mound of her belly and then her thighs. Her moans grow louder. “I’m gonna make you scream, baby. I want to taste you.”
She nods, unable to speak, as I pull her panties down, revealing a groomed patch of hair and the gentle rise of her pussy lips. She’s so wet. I smell her arousal and it’s like a pheromone drawing me ever closer. I make one swipe of my tongue along her lips and her legs almost give. Automatically I pick her up and deposit her on the bed before me.
Anticipation brings small beads of sweat to her skin, making her look even sexier if that’s possible. I continue my exploration of her wetness, parting her lips with my fingers and send a probing tongue between them to gauge her reaction. I lick gently at her entrance and her back is already arching. I smile and rub her entrance gently with a finger while my mouth moves over her clit to suck at it hungrily. She cries out and I feel her hips gyrate beneath me. God, she smells so good.
I put a finger deep inside her, searching for her G spot. I feel her every reaction as my finger moves and my mouth sucks her clit. She wants more. Her body clenches and I push in and out with my fingers, hitting her in the spot where I feel her clench the most. Her climax is building; I can feel it within her like a fire building in intensity with every movement. She won’t last much longer.
“Please, Roman, please fuck me. I need you, baby.” She begs me for release.
I’m all too happy to give it. I increase the pressure and she begins jerking, shaking uncontrollably. Her hips move up and down, fucking my face, unable to hold back. I suck her off and she climaxes on my face and I feel her hot, shaking release.
She falls limp before me.
“Are you all right, baby?” I ask.
“I’m numb,” she says. “So satisfied that I went numb.”
I chuckle. “I take it that’s a good thing.”
“Oh yeah,” she breathes. I take her in, so unguarded, so vulnerable, making no effort to hide her body. Her legs are even splayed open before me in an erotic, intimate manner that makes me feel closer to her than ever.
But I’m not done yet. I feel the intense pressure of my rock hard dick begging for its own release. “I’m going to fuck you now, baby.”
She bites her lip and looks up at me. “Please,” she breathes.
I scoot onto the bed and pull Allison onto her stomach. I position her on her knees, plump ass in the air before me, pussy exposed and still wet with her cum. I rear up behind her and fist my cock, already leaking pre-cum. With how wet she is, there’s no need for lubrication tonight. I place the head of my dick at her hot, waiting entrance. She whimpers, wiggling her hips slightly in a sensual gesture. I swipe my hand across her pussy, using some her wetness to lather over my cock. I rub it along her in long, slow motions, trying with all my might not to push into her right away.
13
Allison
I can’t hold back the noises coming from my mouth as Roman rubs his swollen cock at my entrance. Part of me is already clenching, knowing he’s the biggest man I’ve ever been with, but I know I’ll take it all. He’s warmed me up really well.
He enters slowly, sliding into me gently. I brace myself at his size, but there’s no pain, only an intense need that washes away the remnants of my numbness. My body is ready to have another orgasm, this time from his dick. After pushing all the way in, Roman pulls out again until only the head of his cock is inside me. He makes shallow thrusts and I clench around him. I push my legs together and clench to make a tighter entrance for him. The vibration of his moans travel down his body so that I feel them, too.
“Oh, baby,” he says. “So fucking tight.”
I arch my spine and push back onto him, meeting him thrust for thrust and allowing Roman to go deeper. He grips my ass, slaps it, squeezing it as he slams harder into me. He pumps faster and faster with every thrust. I revel in the sound of our lovemaking, of his hips slapping against my ass, bringing his cock deep inside me.
Pleasure washes over me in waves. Just as I think I must have climaxed, it all begins again. Roman runs his hands over my back, leans forward into me so that I’m pushed into the bed, moaning into it, my body taut like a bowstring. My heart races as his furious pumping becomes jerky and erratic. He cries out along with me. I’m coming, coming again and this time on his cock. A few more powerful strokes and Roman groans my name, exploding inside me. I can practically feel the swell of his cum and the twitching of his cock as he plants his seed in me.
We both fall to the bed in a tired heap. Roman’s large body over mine is a comforting weight. His arms wrap around me to squeeze me tight.
Twice. I came twice tonight. Now that’s a novelty for me. Roman is amazing. To think that I get to be like this with him always… it’s a dream come true.
I can feel giddiness building inside of me at the thought of spending my life with this man. Of having kids with him. A real family.
“You okay, baby?”
I nod into his chest and return his squeeze. “Never better, love.”
He takes my chin and tilts my face up until I’m looking into his eyes. “You are everything I’ve ever wanted, Allie. You’re my soul mate. I’ve known it since I first laid eyes on you and I’m never letting you go.”
This time I do let myself tear up. It seems as if this is all part of some grand design—like Roman and I were made for each other. “That’s exactly what I was thinking,” I say. He lowers his head and brings his lips to mine.
“Marry me,” he whispers when we break apart.
“Okay,” I say softly, running his hands through his hair. “I’ll marry you any day, Roman.”
His lips curve into a smile so loving my heart aches. He kisses me again and again the rest of the night.
I know I can look forward to kisses like this, nights like this, for the rest of my life. I know this man won’t walk out on me. There’s no doubt in my mind that I’ve found my happily ever after.
Epilogue
Allison
Okay, you can open your eyes now.” Roman’s voice caresses my ears and I open my eyes as he commands.
A grin splits my face when I do. It’s been months since Roman and I tied the knot, but he still manages to surprise me all the time. First it was the studio he personally designed and built for me, complete with scenic views while maintaining the chic urban air I wanted. No more small apartment studio for me.
Now this. Roman’s arms wrap around me from behind and his hands rest on my swollen belly as I gaze around me at the room. It’s a nursery, already decked out in neutral hues for our unborn child. Our baby will be here in two more months and we’re so excited. Roman, hopeless romantic that he is, doesn’t want to know the gender of the baby until the moments it’s born.
So that will be another surprise for us both.
“Oh, dear. It’s wonderful,” I breathe, placing my hand over his as he feels my belly.
“You’re making all of the baby’s clothes, so I have to contribute somehow.”
I laugh. “Somehow, huh?” I gesture around the room. “This is way more than somehow.”
“You know I’ll do anything for you. And now for our child, too.”
His words fill me with warmth. I lift my head up to accept a kiss.
We pull apart when a man with a grizzled beard and shining eyes enters the nursery.
“Hey, daddy,” I say, moving forward to give him a hug.
“Hey, sweetie. You’re not pushing yourself too hard, are you?”
I chuckle. “With this guy around?” I gesture to Roman. “He won’t even let me lift my own spoon,” I joke.
“Good man,” my father says, clapping Roman on the back.
Roman laughs and pulls my dad into a hug, too. The two men have grown quite close in the months they’ve known each other. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
The change in my father from the man I knew as a kid to who he is today is still amazing to me. He works hard at his construction job and refu
ses any offer of help we make. All he wants is to be included in our life. I’m happy to have him, glad my baby will have a grandfather to spoil him or her. If Roman gives him a chance to anyway. Between dad and granddad, I’m almost sure this baby’s going to be an absolute brat.
Roman has really stepped up to be an incredible husband and son-in-law. Our eyes meet across the room and I’m more in love than ever. His tight, white T-shirt stretches across his torso, doing little to hide the rippling muscle beneath.
I see my lust mirrored in his eyes. It’s been a long few months. The poor man is trying his best to stick to heavy make out sessions and light massages because he’s afraid of hurting me and the baby. As a lover, he tends to be rough so he’s really holding back.
But pregnancy is making me hornier than usual. I always want him, but the man is stubborn. No matter how much I protest, he stops before we get to actual sex.
That won’t be the case tonight. He won’t get away with saying no. From now on I’ll be planning nights so romantic, he won’t be able to turn away.
I smile in anticipation for the life ahead of me. For love unlike any I’ve known.
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