Page 14 of Purrfect Planning

I lift my arms over my head and whimper when he peels my clothes off so fast that he rips my favorite bra in half. He throws it behind him and a sexy smirk curls his lips. My belly coils with tension and when he finally drops to his knees, I can’t draw in a breath. The whole room is hushed, waiting. But his mouth buries itself between my thighs and then he’s so far into my pussy that I don’t know how he can breathe. My back and head hit the wall and I’m so far gone that my fingers drop to his hair, yanking. He pulls away immediately.

“Uh-uh. No touching, baby. Hands up or I’ll tie you up.”

I lift my hands up slowly and hold them on my head, grasping my own hair as he takes his time and his teeth, tongue and lips suckle and slurp at my folds.

“Oh my god!” I whisper, my jaw clenched. His hands drift up and he runs his fingers over my gently-rounded belly, his hands touching the lush curves like he can’t get enough. Rolling fire ripples over me and I can feel an orgasm building, washing over me with the force of a hurricane.

With one more slick of his finger along my puffy folds and then his mouth suctioning on my clit, I fall apart, my whole body turning to jelly as I scream and writhe against his face. The sting of my own hands tearing at my hair so that I don’t touch himsends me over the edge again and the ripples of pleasure keep coming and coming.

Then he stands up and carries me to the bed, his hands yanking at his pants and shoes, his own clothes flying so fast that it takes him seconds to strip to nothing.

Just miles of tanned, muscular skin and the best ass I’ve ever seen in my life.

He growls and falls across me, his hands dragging me up the bed until we’re where he wants me.

“You need me, don’t you, sweetheart? Need me to take care of you. Make you feel good again. Just like I did the last time.”

I nod my head, my whole body lit up with hunger and lust.

He grins and then his mouth latches onto my nipple. No light little touch, his teeth rake and pillage like a pirate claiming his bounty. I arch and moan and my hands tangle in his thick, dark, soft hair, tugging hard.

He growls but it doesn’t slow him down in the slightest. His lean hips rock into my belly and I can feel his erection digging into my hips.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, sweetheart. I need you so bad.”

His fingers run along my ribs and then he grasps my ass, digging into my cheeks hard.

“This pretty ass should get a spanking for looking so good.” He lightly taps at my butt cheek and I groan, flushing, and pushing my hips up into him.

“You’re so hard everywhere,” I say, my own fingers drifting down and across the corded muscles of his belly until I find the hardest part of him. Thick and long and just dripping with need. I rub my finger along the wetness seeping from the tip and my eyes roll back in my head as a raging furnace of heat washes over me. “Please, please stop playing around and fuck me, Micah.”

He growls and lines his thick length up with my aching core. Then, with a sigh and a growl he pushes inside, hard and fast.Gasping, I lock my legs around his waist and match him thrust for thrust.

“You feel so good,” I sigh and he groans, leaning his head down to run his lips along my cheek. I shiver, my eyes opening. He’s so close that I can see the frosty gray flecks in his pale blue eyes. There’s something gentle and loving that flashes in his eyes. I can’t look away as his hips slap into mine and the sound of our frantic lovemaking echoes in the silent room. Gasps, moans and skin on skin again and again. His lips nuzzle my cheek and he nips at my ear, his breath hot and heavy but he never slows down, never stops. Pressure coils inside me and my fingernails dig into the sweat-slick skin of his muscular back. His skin jumps and he sighs.

“You feel so good, Aspen. So damn good.” His hips stutter and the pressure in my core heats up.

“Micah,” I breathe, raspy and needy. His hips slap mine and then a wave of fire washes over me, consuming me. My head goes back and my eyes shut tight. My legs lock around his slim hips and my whole body locks up.

“Micah!” I scream. Pleasure consuming me like a wildfire. Shivers of ecstasy again and again, like crashing waves on a glittery island shore.

His hips stall and I feel the pulsing of his release hitting my walls, painting my body with his need.

He grunts in my ear, shuddering wildly. “Aspen,” he breathes, low and rough. Then he falls across me and the room goes silent except for our heavy breathing melding together. His arms tighten around me as he rolls slightly.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

I shake my head, unable to answer, shocked beyond words. I’ve never felt so good in my life. And it’s with the man that drives me nuts. The father of my child. I don’t know what to think about this so I just close my eyes and push it down.

Thinking can wait. I wrap my arms around him and just feel.

CHAPTER 8

Micah

The next day, I can’t keep my eyes off Aspen. She’s beautiful and so smart. The glow of her just keeps getting stronger and stronger.

Sighing, I sit back down at the table and try to focus on the video call with Harmony and her fiancé, Jasper.

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