Her eyes on mine, darkening and narrowing as she chased her pleasure, I smiled as I thrust two digits inside then rubbed her clit with the edge of my thumb. My spare hand went to her left arm first.
Rubbing the bicep, I pinched it gently as I moved down the expanse of the muscle, treating her forearm to the same.
I massaged her shoulder, then the side of her throat which held a few bites from last night, and I cupped one of her tits.
They were heavy, the nipples changing. I knew there’d come a point where she wouldn’t be able to stand my mouth around them because they’d be too sensitive, so I was careful not to pinch too roughly.
I didn’t mind making her squirm, didn’t mind tanning her ass red, but I wasn’t going to cause her pain in a part of her body that was changing as she carried our baby.
A soft whimper escaped her as I rubbed a hand over Bump, and she arched her ass back, hips rocking as she whispered, “Eoghan? Are you hard?”
“You have eyes, Inessa. What do you think?”
Her smile was wicked. “It was more rhetorical than a question.”
“Rhetorical or not, I repeat, what do you think?”
“I think I want to see it.”
With a smirk, I moved from between her legs and straddled her thigh instead. “Your hands aren’t as busy as mine.”
Biting her lip all the while, she reached for me, but as she snagged the zipper, I scissored my fingers and flicked her clit faster.
She sobbed and her back arched, heels digging into the bed.
“Eoghan!” she cried out, and I swore that was the only way I loved hearing my name.
Broken around her moans.
“What, baby?” I taunted, watching as her legs spread wider, outer thighs flattening against the bed.
“I need you.”
“What do you need?” I asked as I thrust into her faster, angled my hand backward into a clawing position as I rubbed the front wall of her pussy.
“Y-You.”
“You got me,” I said, aware I was being relentless.
“N-No,” she cried. “Your cock. I need your cock.”
“You can have it. Where do you want it?” I smirked at her dazed eyes.
“In… in my pussy.”
Her fingers scrabbled at my fly again, inadvertently encouraging me to speed up the pace of my own.
I could feel her cunt begin to flutter around the digits, and I watched when, with a choked cry escaping her, she gasped, her eyes flaring wide, her lips parting as I took her to the edge.
I held her there. Held, held,held.Kept her suspended in her pleasure until finally, she hit her crescendo and let loose a guttural groan that I felt in my fucking marrow.
Growling at the sight, the clinging walls of her pussy tormented me and, gently, I brought her back down. Slowly. Slowly.
She gave one last moan as I caressed her clit before I pulled out and raised my fingers to my mouth.
She watched as I sucked one inside and wrinkled her nose as she mumbled, “Are you supposed to lick oil?”
“It’s body safe.”