When Rezzer pushed a button and the water shut off, he grabbed a large towel, tugged my hand so I stepped out of the narrow space and wrapped me in it. He dried me with gentle hands, then rubbed the excess water from my long hair.
“No,” he replied. “We need lots of space for what I plan to do to you.”
“Plan? You’ve planned it?”
“Mate, I think about what I’m going to do to you about twenty times an hour. It’s a wonder I get anything else done.”
I giggled then. This was a completely new side to Rezzer. Gone was the bossiness.
“On the bed, mate. Knees bent, legs spread. I want to see that perfect pussy.”
Well, not gone completely. But this bossiness I didn’t mind.
I slipped from the towel and walked into the bedroom, a gentle swat to my butt getting me to move faster. Sliding across the soft blanket, I laid down, then rolled onto my back. Crossing his arms over his broad chest, he watched. Eyebrow arching, he waited. Bending my knees, I planted my feet on the edge of the bed, spread wide.
Yeah, this totally worked for me. Doing what my mate said. Baring myself. Exposing not only my body, but my heart as well. The way Rezzer’s eyes went dark, like a forest at dusk, I knew he liked what he saw. And while he might be the one in charge, I could certainly exert my own power.
I slipped a finger between my lips, sucked on the tip, then slid it down my chest and to my nipple, circling it about. His eyes followed my action, and his gaze narrowed. From there, I moved it down my body and between my legs, circling once again, this time my clit.
“Mate,” Rezzer warned. My eyes were heavy-lidded, and I saw the beast coming to the surface.
He took a deep breath, and I knew he was trying to control the beast. Inwardly, I smiled.
He stalked around the bed, lay down on it so his head was on the pillows. I had to look awkwardly over my shoulder to look at him. I frowned.
“Up, mate.”
I rolled and came up onto my knees.
He looked to me, crooked a finger. “Change of plans.”
“Oh?” I asked innocently.
“Don’t give me that, mate. I know what you’re trying to do.”
“Oh?”
His beast gave a small growl. “I’m in control this time. Over you. And my beast. I won’t take you rough. Or wild.”
“Okay,” I replied, feeling my pussy gush with my arousal. God, being pregnant made me so needy. And I loved it. By the way Rezzer’s cock bobbed and pulsed against his belly, he loved it too.
“Climb up here and sit on my face.”
“Um…what?”
He grinned then. “Ah, something you haven’t done. Get up here, female. I want a taste of that pussy.”
My inner walls clenched at the idea. Every time he’d gone down on me before, I’d been flat on my back, my legs tossed over his shoulders. He’d been very thorough about it. But this? I swallowed, looking my fill of him. Saw the determination in his eyes. The drop of pre-cum on the tip of his cock.
Yeah, I wanted a taste of him, too.
Instead of obeying, I put my hand on the bed, leaned down and licked off the salty fluid.
The rumble that escaped his chest and reverberated off the room’s walls was all beast.
With a gasp, his hands grabbed me, and he lifted me up so I was hovering over him. I looked down at him, past my breasts and saw his eyes. At first, they held mine, then took in my pussy. No doubt he could see I was swollen and wet for him.
Slowly, he lowered me down, giving me time to adjust my legs so that I was kneeling on either side of his head. But once I was settled, he took hold of my butt and pulled me to him so I was sitting directly on his face.