Page 55 of Grounds for Love

My hands grasp her thighs and I help her find the rhythm we both need. I try to keep it gentle and shallow, but Jenni is having none of that. She rides me, taking control and taking what she needs. It’s the sexiest thing I think I’ve ever seen. She’s perfect. She’s mine.

Her breasts bounce and sway and I palm them and squeeze.

“Oh, Rod,” she cries. Her head falls back and her hands grip my forearms.

Her movements quicken, pumping up and down on my cock faster and faster. I take her hips in my hands and pull her down as I thrust up. She gasps and her words of approval tumble out. “Yes. Rod, yes. I’m going to come.”

“Baby, look at me,” I command and she’s breathing heavily as her eyes slowly open and connect with mine. “Look at me when you come.”

She fights to keep her lids from fluttering closed. I plant my feet on the bed and when she rises, I hold her hips and then thrust up hard. The third time, she screams. I watch the orgasm climb, ready to consume her body. Her inner muscles grip down tight on my cock and spasm, pulling me in deeper. It’s the most erotic feeling ever.

Her chest heaves above me as she cries out, “I love you!”

Her entire body quakes and I can’t hold on any longer. A shiver runs up my spine and we find our release together. We ride the tremors and aftershocks to the very end.

She falls over, collapsing on my chest. My arms wrap around her, my hand covers her belly protectively as I try to slow my heartbeat. By the time I can talk, Jenni is already back asleep. I say a prayer, something I haven’t done in years, to guard Jenni and our child from harm. I’m in too deep. I love her and I love our baby, and now the stakes have been raised. I can’t lose either of them.

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