Page 40 of Bullied Pregnant Mate

Jenks wraps his arms around me, bringing our bodies together until I can feel every hard inch of him against my flesh, crushing me against the bed. His lips touch mine, so softly and gently that a little whimper of need slips out of me. When hehears the sound, Jenks groans, moving his hips forward, and I feel the hard length of his cock ram my cervix.

He starts to thrust as we kiss, each stroke growing harder until it’s impossible for us to kiss and fuck at the same time. As his arms wrap around me even more tightly, I open my thighs as wide as I can and link my hands around his waist, clinging to him as he increases his pace.

Jenks pounds me harder and faster, groaning with effort as his body trembles with pleasure. His cock stroking my pussy over and over sends another orgasm rolling through me, and my pussy clenches around his cock as I grab his shoulders, writhing and screaming. Jenks rams me even harder and faster. I feel his cock thicken inside me, and my own orgasm starts all over again as I realize he’s going to come.

Then, he stops, breathing hard as he rocks slowly back, his hard cock still sheathed deep inside me, pressing against my cervix with every gentle movement. I’m so wrecked with pleasure, I can’t respond. All I can do is look into his beautiful blue eyes and tremble.

He’s wearing that grin again, the one that says he’s up to no good and he’s not going to stop until he gains satisfaction. I’m enjoying the sight of his pleasure so much that I can’t help but smile back.

Jenks kisses me softly, then harder. His tongue wraps around mine as he thrusts his hips towards me again, and the sensation of being pinned by his cock and his tongue at the same time makes me shake like I’ve had an electric shock.

His lips gently knead against mine, then become more insistent as he presses his weight forward. As I submit further, opening my legs and putting my head farther back, he slowly rocks his hips forward, putting intense, steady pressure on mycervix. Somewhere deep inside me, a pleasure spot suddenly activates and explodes, making me clutch Jenks hard as I thrash and scream.

He laughs softly, kissing me gently, then looking into my eyes with a serious expression. “Did you know there are at least seven different kinds of orgasm a woman can experience?” he whispers.

I shake my head, barely understanding his words. I’m so undone by the constant bombardment of pleasure that I can’t think, let alone speak.

“I’m going to give you all of them, beautiful woman,” he says, stroking my hair. “One at a time, then all at once.”

“I… I don’t think I can take much more,” I gasp breathlessly.

He smiles, and it’s the most perfect, contented smile I’ve ever seen on his face.

This isn’t Jenks the joker, the smile he puts on so he can hide his pain from the rest of the world. This is real—an expression of pure pleasure.

This is the real Jenks.

“Okay, then,” he answers, kissing me. “I’ll take you fast and hard, then.”

His words send bolts of pleasure shooting through me, fierce, hot lines that run from my nipples to my clit and make my pussy clench around his cock. Jenks kisses me hard, then runs his hands down my arms and pins my wrists against my sides.

As his hips move faster and harder, he keeps kissing me, his tongue flicking into my mouth and sliding against mine. With every thrust from his hips, the grip of his hands tightens, and I feel completely trapped and held by his strength.

And I fucking love it.

He increases his pace, his thrusts so hard and fast, our lips break apart. Jenks lets go of my hands and braces himself against the bed, gripping the mattress behind my head. With all the power in his body, he rams me harder, faster, until I feel another orgasm ripping through me.

As my own climax peaks, I feel his cock thicken, and a great cry rips from his lips. Shivers run through him as goosebumps race across his skin, and he gives one last, long thrust as his cock blows deep inside me.

He stays still for a moment, gasping softly as he shivers above me. Every single muscle is clenched tight, from his hands, arms, shoulders, and all the way down through his legs.

Suddenly, the strength goes out of him all at once. He collapses, moving to the side so he falls beside me instead of on top of me. He reaches out with his arms, and I roll over to snuggle against his chest.

Safe. So warm and safe.

For a while, I just enjoy the feel of his heartbeat against my cheek, listening to his breathing settle. I reach up with one hand, gently running my fingertips across his chest.

Finally, we did it, and he was better than any fantasy.

As the waves of satisfaction settle, my mind clears, and I remember how all this got started.

When I came into the room, his aura was shredded with pain. It broke my heart. Now, he looks so contented and happy. I don’t want to ruin that, but I have to know the source of the pain inside him. Sooner or later, he will have to face it.

“Jenks?”

“Yes?”

“That was amazing.”

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