But I knew it turned her on when I lost control.
I pulled the ruined tank off her completely, easily keeping her pinned against the dryer where I wanted her. Then I kissed my way over her shoulders and down her back to the sexy as fuck dimples where her pelvis and spine met above her ass. Her shorts were next to go with a single tug. I took a moment to appreciate the full, mouthwatering globes of her ass. Taking them in my hands, I squeezed them roughly, drawing a loud moan out of her.
Grinning with satisfaction, I bit each cheek, hearing her breath catch. She jerked forward, but there was nowhere for Holly to go, pinned against the dryer. I loved her ass, but right now I needed her juicy cunt. I flipped her around, which put her bare mound right in front of my face. Hands on her hips, my eyes flew up to hers. She was panting and watching me closely, and the minute I snaked my tongue out to touch her clit, she rolled her head back and groaned and went into a full-bodied shudder.
Christ, she was soaked with her juices. The sweet taste of her exploded on my tongue and I lost control. I clenched my hands into the cheeks of her ass and ground her pussy against my mouth, using my tongue, lips, and teeth to drive her wild. I parted her folds, licked her labia, and speared her deep with my tongue, slurping up her thick nectar.
"Yes, Sax!" Holly panted. Her hands fell upon my shoulders as her hips gyrated into my administrations. The harder I fucked her with my mouth, the louder her breathing became, and then her hands were in my hair, her nails raking over my scalp. "Oh!"
I growled, sinking two fingers in her as I worked her swollen clit. Locating her sweet spot, I curled my fingers against it mercilessly, holding Holly up when her legs started to buckle. "You like that, Baby?" I asked roughly, already knowing the answer.
"God, yes! Don't stop!"
The thought never crossed my mind. "You want to come on my tongue?"
She whimpered breathlessly. "Yes!" Her hands clenched in my hair. "So close!"
"Soon as you come on my tongue, I'm going to give you another orgasm on my dick," I grated, my breath seesawing. My dick and balls were so full they hurt. I could feel pre-cum running out of my slit. "Can't wait to get my dick inside your tight pussy, Baby."
Holly cried out her release, but quickly bit down on her bottom lip to cut the sound off. Her hips thrust convulsively, pounding her swollen cunt in my face. I fucked her through her orgasm, wanting to get every fucking drop of her sweet cream.
"Oh, God..."
I barely gave her time to come down before I stood and pulled my sweats down below my dick and balls. My dick bobbed up strongly between us, slapping against Holly's thighs. When I lifted her she automatically wrapped her legs around me. I pushed her against the opposite wall and reached for my dick. "This is going to be fast," I grated, lining it up and slamming home.
We both sounded out our pleasure as I bottomed out inside her. "Like coming home," I rasped against her ear. I took a moment to enjoy the feel of her body squeezing me, the hot wetness surrounding my aching flesh. "So fucking tight." I pulled out to the tip and thrust back in again. "So fucking hot." I repeated the action, plowing in so deep that I hit her cervix. Holly took in a ragged breath and bit down on my shoulder.
I grunted and kept going, aiming for her cervix each time. We had discovered a long time ago that Holly was able to experience a full-bodied, intense orgasm by stimulating her cervix with deep penetration. She didn't achieve it every time but, when she did it all but knocked her the fuck out. Either way, I was going to pound her into a climax. Using the wall for support, I ran my hands up and down her body, settling on her spectacular tits. I leaned back enough to take one into my mouth, sucking and nipping at it until my whiskers chafed her flesh red and her nipple was swollen. Holly's hands were twisted in my hair, holding me against her as she offered up her other tit for the same attention.
I willingly moved on to the next fleshy delicacy, and dropped my hand to her pussy, zeroing in on her clit. I picked up my pace, pistoning into her fast and hard. Her swollen folds squeezed me tight. My balls were full and tight, and I was ready to blow my load. The tickle at the base of my spine and my tensing muscles warned me that I'd reached the point of no return.
"Sax..." The desperation in her husky tone revealed that Holly was getting close, too. Her panting was climbing and choppy, her tits heaving against me.
I slipped my hands under her bottom and squeezed, urging her to let go. At the same time I made sure our loins were grinding and creating the friction that would heighten the experience for both of us. "Open your eyes," I demanded. I wanted to watch her come apart. "I want you to see who's fucking you," I said between breaths. "I want you to come on my dick and know it's my cum filling you."
Her eyes were wide in her flushed face, puffs of air escaped between her parted lips. A steamy sweat covered us both. The air that surrounded us was heavy with the thick fog of sex. Fuck, I didn't want to stop. It felt too fucking good, but the signs were there, reminding me of how fucking good it felt to come undone inside Holly, feeling her body squeeze mine until she'd milked my balls dry.
"Fuck, Baby." I slammed into her again and again. "Come."
Her breathing increased and then she crashed with sweet release. I cut her scream off with my mouth and followed right behind her, my dick erupting full force deep inside her. Every clench of her body around my cock dragged a rugged grunt from me. My hands tightened on her hips. It would be a miracle if I didn't leave bruises.
"Oh, God...oh, God...oh, God..." Holly chanted, still twitching uncontrollably against me.
I swung her away from the wall and headed toward the only other door in the house. Her bedroom was dark except for the night light next to the crib on the opposite side of the room. I aimed for the bed, following her down as I gently lowered her onto it. My dick was still twitching inside her. My weight fell against her damp body, weakness overtaking my limbs. As I struggled for air I was aware of her hands smoothing down my backside in a gesture that soothed much more than my spent body.
"Shit, Babe," I rasped when I was able to speak again. "I needed that." I felt Holly's smile against my shoulder. "As much as I want to hate you, I just can't. I love you too fucking much."
We both seemed to realize the gravity of what I'd just admitted at the same time. We stiffened against each other, as if afraid to breathe or move. Afraid to believe the words. I hadn't meant to say them, but I wouldn't take them back now. It was how I felt, and as I slowly cooled down and my dick softened, it hit me like a brick. I was tired of denying myself what I really wanted. Tired of being without her.
Holly had broken us apart, but I was going to bring us back together.
She sniffled beneath me, and I knew that she was crying. I pulled back to meet her eyes and brushed the wet hair out of her face. "Don't cry, Baby. We'll work it out." No truer words had I ever spoken. For my sanity we had to.
"How?" she asked hoarsely. "Because of me it'll never be the same between us." She wasn't seeking forgiveness from me, just stating a fact.
"Not the same," I agreed, kissing her softly. "Better." God, it had to be. "Not going to happen overnight, Baby. It's going to take time and work. I have some issues to work through."
She nodded up at me, her lashes sparkling with tears. When she tugged her bottom lip into her mouth, I leaned down and kissed where her teeth were cutting into it. An unexpected feeling of peace came over me. Maybe this is what I'd needed all along—to make a decision about where we were going. I wasn't ready to forgive Holly, but I wasn't going to let my pride and stubbornness keep us apart any longer.
"What about Ava?"
I let out a resigned breath. "She's part of you." I couldn't say much more than that.
I wasn't sure Holly was ready for the truth.
Chapter 28
Holly
It was dark when I opened my eyes, but I sensed that it was early morning. Something had awakened me, some sound. It didn't surprise me that I was completely naked. Sax and I had made love seve
ral times during the night until we'd depleted our energy and fallen into a sex-induced sleep, wrapped around each other. At some point he must have pulled the covers over us, but I didn't remember moving once I was out.
I lay there for a minute, staring up at the ceiling and taking stock of the delicious aches in my body. My breasts and nipples were tender where Sax had rubbed his whiskers over them and were dotted with love bites. I touched my still swollen pussy, smiling when it felt bruised and well used. I was so wet and sticky down there, some of our mixed bodily fluids dried on the inside of my thighs. It crossed my mind that if Sax was going to continue to fuck me without using protection I needed to get back on birth control. Hopefully it wasn't already too late.
I didn't know what his reaction would be if I turned up pregnant again. I wouldn't have minded having another baby, but I knew that another pregnancy right now would jeopardize our fragile relationship. We needed time.
For the first time in a long time, I felt as if things between us were going to be okay. Sax had admitted that he loved me and wanted to work things out, but I'd heard the caution in his voice. He had doubts, and I could understand that. I wasn't going to rush anything. I had a lot of making up to do to build his trust in me again.
A sucking sound brought me out of my musings. Frowning, I instinctively glanced in the direction of the crib. My heart almost stopped at the sight of Sax rocking Ava while giving her a bottle. It was the last thing I had expected to see, and I couldn't take my eyes off them. Sax looked like a natural. Ava was bundled up in a blanket in his arms against his naked chest, staring up at him without fear or confusion as she sucked down her first bottle of the day.
My heart swelled with a strange mixture of love and worry. I was afraid to move, afraid to break the spell. What had made him decide to get up and take care of her? If she'd made any sounds, I hadn't even heard her, which just went to show how worn out I'd been. I waited to see what Sax was going to do after Ava finished drinking. Would he know enough to burp her?
He set her bottle down on the floor and surprised me when he placed Ava over his shoulder. He must have watched JoJo or Ellie do that with their babies. I kept a receiving blanket draped over the crib for spit-up emergencies and should have warned him to put it over his shoulder, but I remained silent. Some things he had to learn for himself.
"Burp it up, little girl." He patted Ava gently on her back, bringing a smile to my face.
She was usually a good burper, and in no time a big gurgle exploded from her little mouth. Recognizing the signs that she was about to spit up, I quickly said, "Sax—" but it was already too late. Ava spewed milk all down his back, and I had a second of regret for not suggesting the blanket earlier.
"Shit!" he said on a surprised laugh, jumping to his feet.
Giggling, I quickly left the bed and went to them. "I give you credit for not throwing her," I joked. I took Ava from him, grabbed the receiving blanket, and wiped her mouth. "Turn around."
"Did I do something wrong?"
Using the same blanket, I wiped his shoulder and back down. "Not at all. She does that sometimes, especially if she gobbled her milk down too fast."
He turned back around to me, a slight grimace on his face.
"Shit smells," he grumbled. "You slept through her crying." There was no censure in his tone, just fact.
"Guess I wore your ass out," he said with a cocky grin.
He'd slipped back into his sweats. I gazed downward where his cock was nestled behind the soft material and showing signs of hardening. A mild pulsing between my thighs was my body's natural response. With Ava in between falling asleep and being awake, I decided it would be best to ignore what our libidos wanted until she made up her mind about what she was going to do.
There was nothing worse than starting something and not being able to finish.
I was curious. "How did you know that she wanted a bottle?"
He shrugged. "She was sucking on her fist when I came over to check on her. Figured at this age she either eats, poops, or sleeps." He turned his head and took a deep whiff of his shoulder, and then made a face.
"You'll probably want to get a shower," I laughed. "Or you'll smell like sour milk all day." It looked as if Ava was going to keep to her schedule of sleeping another hour after her morning bottle. As her eyes closed, I placed her back in her crib.
When I turned from laying her down I caught my breath at the arousal blazing in Sax's watchful eyes. I'd forgotten that I was naked, and suddenly all of my senses were heightened with awareness of him. He looked as if he wanted to devour me, and the next thing I knew he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me sharply against him. I gasped, dropping my hands against his warm chest.
"Are you too sore for my dick?" he growled down at me with a thrust of his hips.
I was sore, but it was a pleasant ache. "Never," I whispered. I brought my arms up and circled his neck, all the invitation Sax needed to cover my lips with his.
His kiss started out slow and tender but quickly turned rough and hungry, sending spirals of ecstasy through me. My core clenched with need and I eagerly opened my mouth, and then we were using teeth, tongue, and lips to probe and nibble and taste the burning passion that always lay beneath the surface. By the time he was done ravishing my mouth, my heart was pounding wildly and I was breathless.
His hand traveled to my hair and pulled my head back, and then his mouth was against the arch of my throat, dragging a moan out of me. I grew wet and tingly between my legs, grinding my pussy against the hardness of his cloth-covered cock, needing the friction. "Sax!" I whispered sharply, overwhelmed with the need swelling through me.
"We'd better take this to another room," he grated, breathing hard.
Thank God he was in control of his senses enough to realize where we were. Ava was sleeping, but she wouldn't be for long if we continued making love next to her crib. Neither of us was exactly quiet when we were having sex.
Without warning, Sax lifted me. I wrapped my legs around him, and as he walked us to the bathroom, sucked and kissed the side of his neck.
He set me on my feet next to the shower, then reached in and turned it on. I used the break to roll his sweats down so that he could step out of them. I couldn't resist pausing long enough to give his bobbing cock a lick from the tip, where pre-cum was leaking, all the way to where his sizable shaft was rooted to his balls. A savage groan filled the bathroom, and I looked up to see intense arousal on Sax's face, a satisfied gleam smoldering in his eyes.
"Get up here, woman."
He pulled me to my feet and pushed me into the shower, following me. As soon as he had the door closed, he turned me around and pushed me against the wall. The cold tile bit into my nipples and caused me to suck in my breath.
"Spread those legs and pop that ass out," Sax demanded, his big hands grasping my hips.
I did as he asked, shaking as anticipation thrummed through my blood. My clit pulsed, and I was so turned on that I wouldn't have been surprised if I’d come from a single touch. "Fuck me, Sax!" I demanded in a loud whisper. "God, fuck me!"
I was so ready, shamelessly wagging my ass in his face to entice him to get on with it. I heard his masculine chuckle right before he ran the head of his cock up and down my slit. Damn him, he was teasing me.
"Please! I need you!" I didn't care if I sounded desperate.
I was desperate!
The head of his cock separated my folds, and then he slid into me, filling me. I released a small cry, the sound magnified in the enclosed shower. Stinging water beat down on us, surrounding us with steam. Neither of us seemed to care, too caught up in the pleasure we were giving each other.
"This what you want?"
"Yes," I grunted, each plunge of his cock slamming me up against the smooth tile. There wasn't much I could do in this position but meet his every thrust with shameless eagerness. "More!" I demanded, arching my back.
Sax grunted, his hands squeezing my hips as his speed picked up
. "So tight, Baby."
I reached behind me and grabbed his balls, giving them a squeeze.
"Oh, fuck!" he shuddered. "Play with your clit."
I did as he demanded, moaning loudly at the first touch of my fingers. My clit was swollen, slick, and sensitive. It wasn't going to take me long to come, the feeling was already there, building up to what would be a climactic freefall.
"You want my cum inside you?"
His words caused a shiver to run down my spine. "God, yes!"
"Your mine, Holly. No one touches you. No one's cum but mine fills your pussy."
I could barely catch my breath, he was shoving his cock in me so fast and hard. "Yes!" I managed to get out.
"You'll have so much fucking cum inside you that every man who comes near you will know who you belong to," he rasped gutturally. "My scent will be all over you."
He scraped his teeth down my neck, over my collarbone, and stopped at my shoulder, where he added enough pressure to cause a little sting. But it was his filthy words, spoken in a growly threat, that sent me flying over the edge, hard and possessive, leaving no doubt that Sax owned me completely. Shock waves surged all through my body and I exploded in rapture, crying out with the force.
"Fuck!" Sax grunted next to my ear.
His cock swelled even more inside me. I clamped down, and then he was coming, filling me like he'd promised. The pressure of his cock head against my cervix created a pleasant ache that produced another orgasm, and another, until I was a trembling mess barely able to stay on my feet. I closed my eyes and gasped for breath, listening to Sax's manly grunts and groans as he emptied his balls into me. We remained connected and convulsed against each other for a long time.
Sax's hands relaxed on my hips and smoothed up my sides to cup my breasts, massaging the mounds briefly, he gently pulled me back away from the tiled wall.
His mouth was against my ear. "Christ, Babe, I've missed this."
I knew that he wasn't just talking about the sex. Sax and I had actually enjoyed our life together, had loved being with each other. We liked the closeness and the domestic routine that we'd developed over the years. Some of it had become comfortable over time, as most relationships did, but we'd managed to keep certain aspects of it spontaneous and fresh. Our sex life had never become a habit or unexciting.
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