Chapter 23
Devon
Dear God, I was going to lose my mind with this woman! When her tongue swept across the tip of my dick, I almost fell to my knees, the pleasure was so unexpected and intense.
As she gently palmed my balls, her free hand grasped my rock hard shaft. She took a moment to stroke, teasing my balls all the while, before leasing my shaft to replace her hand with her tongue.
Starting at the base, Abigail ran her tongue up along the underside of my cock. I groaned softly as she reached the head and then sucked it into her hot mouth. She repeated the process a second and third time, and with each pass, I was more and more tempted to fist that silky dark hair of hers and force my cock deep into her mouth to the back of her throat. Damn, it would feel amazing to just let go, shooting my load in the back of her throat, but I waited, savoring the build-up of need as it intensified each time she took me in her mouth.
“You don’t have - ” She paused and looked up upon hearing my voice, her dark, desire filled eyes staring up and into mine, her mouth surrounding my dick. Oh fuck me, I was going to explode. I don’t think I could handle much more.
Resuming her torture of my shaft, she redoubled her efforts massaging my balls as she increased the speed and pressure. My hips began to rock against her mouth as I grasped the back of her head.
The dam was about to break. I was seconds away.
I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her devouring my cock, an intense look of satisfaction on her face as if she were sucking on the sweetest tasting popsicle she’d ever had.
“I’m so close.”
She hummed her acknowledgment of my statement, and that became my undoing. I groaned out loud, my head falling back and knees going weak as I released my seed into her mouth. She hesitated a moment before drinking me down, then licked my dick, ensuring she got each and every drop. Once done, she pulled it free from her lips and wiped the little dribble of cum from her chin with her index finger, licking it off with the tip of her tongue.
Holy fuck, I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything so arousing in my life!
But I wasn’t done, not by a long shot. My dick was still rigid and ready for a second round.
Leaning down, I grasped the back of her neck and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. She moaned softly and reached to pull me to her, but I stepped away. “Give me a minute, Love, I’ll be right back.”
As much as I wanted to slide into her, I wasn’t about to make the same mistake twice and do it without protection. She gave me that sexy pouty face but nodded and pulled herself further up on the bed.
Leaving the room, I didn’t waste any time, grabbing a box of condoms from my night side table drawer and taking them with me back to her room. I paused at the open doorway of her room, savoring the view. She’d completely stripped and was lying in the middle of the king-sized bed, propping herself up with her elbows which made her perfect breasts and large dark areolas even more predominant. Her knees were bent, and she casually closed and opened her legs, bringing my gaze to her enticing core.
Grinning, I closed the door behind me, locking it, as I raised my eyebrows and slowly stalked towards the bed. “Are you trying to seduce me, Miss Whitney?”
She crinkled her nose up at me, closing her legs and keeping her knees tightly positioned together. “I’d never do such a thing.”
“Uh-huh.” Removing a gold packet from the box, I chucked the box onto her nightside table and then crawled onto the bed. Grabbing her knees, I pulled them apart. She resisted a moment for a few seconds, then spread her legs for me.
Reaching down, I palmed her wet mound, making her gasp as her eyes glazed over with need. Bending down, I kissed her mound before making my way up her body. My dick may have been still hard, but I needed to buy myself a few more minutes before indulging in her and what better way then to make her scream out my name, begging for me to take her.
“Devon…” She sighed, watching me through a veil of lashes as I quickly tore open the foil package and removed the latex inside. Seconds later, the condom was on and I could continue enjoying her curvy body.
Slowly, I kissed my way up her stomach. She was breathing rapidly, her chest heaving as I made my way up between the valley of her breasts. I was tempted to stop and torment those large, tight nubs, but didn’t. My lips’ journey continued up her neck and finally settled on her mouth.
As my lips claimed hers, I settled myself between her legs, my shaft slipping between her heated folds. She was so damned warm and her breasts felt amazing crushed against my chest.
When she parted her lips, my tongue slipped past them in search for hers. Our tongues danced as she wrapped her arms and legs around me, pulling me tighter to her.
“Take me,” she gasped between kisses, bucking her hips up and against my groin while digging her heels into my lower back, urging me to sink deep into her core.
I pulled back from her, just far enough that I could look her into those stunning, captivating eyes. I wanted to see the expression on her face when I claimed her.
Shifting my position just slightly, I aligned the head of my dick with her opening and slowly pushed in. The walls of her core expanded to accommodate my girth and it felt amazing. It was as if she was made just for me.
She moaned and bucked against me as I filled her inch by incredible inch until I was fully embedded within her. A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I savored the feel of her sheathing my entire shaft. But that relief was short-lived, because with it came the overwhelming desire to spill my seed within her.
“Please. God, please!” Abigail urged as she attempted to move under me.
I didn’t need to ask what she needed. I slowly pulled out, just to the point of exiting and then slid back in. She was so damned wet, so needy for me; that in itself was driving me near insanity.
As much as I wanted to continue to torture her, I relished the way she was squirming and bucking beneath me, I couldn’t resist. My thrusts began to quicken, in and out, in and out, and with each thrust the tension within my balls increased. She began moving with me, our bodies working together like a well-oiled machine.
Lowering my head, I bit at her neck as I continued to thrust.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” she murmured over and over, arching her back and tilting her head so I had better access to her delicate skin.
“Are you going to come over my cock, baby?” I growled in her ear.
“I… Ummm… I… Oh God!”
I was going to take that as a yes. I was growing close, to close way to fast for my liking. But I just had to hold out until she came, feeling the tension in her body under me, I could tell she was almost there.
She clung tighter to me, thrusting up almost violently. “Devon…” Her nails dug into the muscle in my shoulders painfully, but I hardly noticed it because I was almost there. It was taking all my concentration and willpower not to unload within her early.
“I’m coming! Oh God.” Suddenly, the grip her legs had around my waist tightened as she attempted to pull me as deeply inside of her as possible.
The feel of her pussy convulsing around my dick was my undoing. I groaned loudly as I drilled into her a final time, then released. Fuck, the relief was incredible, and the feel of her pussy juices surrounding my dick and seeping from her only amplified the sensation.
I was spent. With a sigh, the tension evaporated from my body until all that remained was the feeling of warmth that encompassed my entire being. Looking down at her, a feeling within me opened up and I had to bite back the words I love you from spewing from my lips.
Alarmed that the thought of telling her I loved her had sprung to my mind, I pulled out from her and back on my heels, between her spread legs.
Her eyes immediately sprung open and she looked at me concerned. “Are you okay?”
I hesitated a moment and then nodded, giving her a smile. “I thought I felt the condom slipping off, that’s all.” Bending down, I kissed her lightly on the lips and slid from the bed. “Just got to clean up. Be right back, baby.”
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Abigail
Devon fell to sleep the moment he closed his eyes and began to snore softly. A smile slowly spread across my lips as I nestled my face against his neck. It felt nice cuddled up to his side, breathing in the smell of his cologne as he held me tight to him.
But I couldn’t sleep straight away. My mind was spinning with the information he’d provided me with earlier. Could his ex having an abortion be part of the reason he was the way he was today? I didn’t know how I’d be able to cope if I knew someone took the chance of being a parent away from me without consulting with me first. I couldn’t imagine my life without Isabella.
And what was that expression he’d given me after he finished making love – correction, having sex? It was an odd look that I couldn’t quite pinpoint, like he was going to say something to me and then decided against it. What in the hell had gotten into him? I didn’t buy his condom slipping off excuse for a moment. He’d looked almost panicked, but when he came back from disposing of the condom he was his normal relaxed and suave self.
So strange.
As I drifted off to sleep, something very alarming occurred to me, jarring me back into full alertness. I was starting to find it hard to imagine my life without Devon Townstead in it. Was I falling in love? God help me, I think I was, and it scared the shit out of me.
I fell to sleep exhausted from all the thoughts that kept racing through my head.