Finally, my climax peaked. I exploded on top of him. Head thrown back, hands braced behind me on his thighs, and chest thrust forward, I didn’t care how I looked or sounded. The pleasure was too much, so intense that it sucked the breath out of me.
Animal-like groans came from Alexei as he thrust once, twice, and a third time into me before stilling and coming. My pussy convulsed around his cock, and I felt him thrust once more. I could feel his cum filling me, felt the hotness and thick quantity of it as he emptied himself in my body. It was such a turn-on. I couldn’t help but press my cunt down on him, trying to get as much of his dick into me as possible.
When my orgasm finally ended and I could breathe once more, I collapsed on his chest. We both panted heavily as our sweat-soaked bodies rubbed against each other. Nothing was said for several long moments, and we didn’t move, but it was a comfortable silence. I felt myself starting to drift off to sleep, but before I let darkness take over, I tried to push myself up, tried to look at his face.
Alexei had a steel-like hold around me, and if I was being honest, it felt so good lying naked in his arms, having him hold me tightly, like I was truly his.
I am his.
His heart had been pounding something fierce, but the longer we lay together in the silent darkness, the slower the rhythm became, until it soon matched mine.
“Go to sleep, Poppy baby,” he said softly.
“Did we really just do this?” I asked, ignoring his gently spoken command.
He smoothed a hand over my hair. “Yeah, we really did, and it felt fucking right, Poppy.”
I couldn’t agree more.
Epilogue
Poppy
I sat on the couch rubbing my swollen stomach. I checked the time when Alexei would be home. I couldn’t wait for him to get here. I had felt our little baby kick a second ago, and I didn’t want him to miss it.
A year had passed since I’d walked into his office and asked for money. It had sure been one hell of a year. After I had given my body to Alexei, I hadn’t left his life. I became his woman, and in turn, he was mine. Alexei made sure I never wanted for anything, love, affection, material shit, which I didn’t care for.
I could safely say I was the happiest I’ve ever been. Of course, my mom wasn’t in the picture. She had the biggest freak out, but then she divorced her last boy toy and moved on to some rich, old billionaire. I didn’t know his name, and I didn’t want to.
Mom had disowned me. I didn’t care. She never loved me, and she always had a habit of passing one stepfather after another by me. Of course, she didn’t like the fact that I was in love, and expecting a baby from one of those stepfathers, but she couldn’t stop it.
Alexei and I loved each other.
I smile as I heard the lock in the door, and there he was. The man who owned my heart, my soul, and of course, my body.
“Come on, come and feel. She’s kicking.”
He dropped his briefcase and walked toward me. Seconds later, his hand was on my stomach, and he was kissing our bump. “I missed you, baby.” He turned and smiled at me.
“I missed you too.” I leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his lips.
“I’ve got a present for you.”
I watched as he pulled out a velvet square box.
We had been living together, but there hadn’t been any other commitment, at least not yet.
“Alexei?” I asked, opening up the box.
“Marry me, Poppy?”
There were no doubts for me. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I felt the tears falling from my cheeks. “Yes, of course yes.”
“I’m going to make you the happiest woman in the world.”
I already was.
The End
COCKY (A Taboo Short, 5)
1
Malachi
She came in with Rowdy and I swear my fucking dick went on alert instantly. My balls drew up, and a surge of adrenaline rushed through my veins. She wore these little fucking shorts that gave me a glimpse of the crease where her thighs and ass met. I remember thinking I was going to fuck her good and hard, make her another notch on my bedpost.
I had no shame in saying I liked being with women. It didn’t matter their shape, size, hell, I didn’t even care how old they were as long as they were legal.
I might be cocky and a dick at times, but I wasn’t a sick fuck.
But the first time I’d seen her was over a year ago, and even though I could have tried to hit that, I refrained.
Patience was definitely not a virtue I had.
The gym where I worked out and trained at was filled with other MMA fighters … the same as me. The scent of sweat and adrenaline, the feel of heat surrounding everything and everyone, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh, was something that consumed me. This was my life, fucking was what I did to relax, and ever since I saw her sweet little ass she’s all I’ve been thinking about.