Page 51 of Keg's Revelation

When he abruptly stopped and dropped my leg then picked me up and carried me to his bed, I wasn’t sure I would survive this man’s attention. He laid me on his bed and followed me down, and I felt his cock throb between us. He shifted and started a journey down my body, kissing my skin along the way.

He worked his way down my body that held the changes motherhood had brought. As he reached my mound, I reached for him, weaving my fingers in his hair, trying to guide him where the flame burned.

Reed slid his hands over my body until he reached my thighs, then he spread me wide. He didn’t hesitate. With his tongue, he licked me from back to front. Each swipe bringing more wetness from my center.

My moans the only sounds in the room until his tongue pierced my entrance. I arched my back and dug my nails in his scalp. And I screamed, “Reed!” when he moved his tongue from my entrance and placed it against my swollen nub.

When he circled the nub with the tip of his tongue and then sucked while he pushed a finger inside me, my thighs trembled, and my orgasm was just out of reach.

“More, please, Reed. I need more.”

He added a finger into my depths and pumped them in and out. When he bit down gently on my clit, my body spasmed as my orgasm exploded. Using his fingers, he helped me ride out the tremors until my body went lax.

Moving back up my body, he reached my lips, and I opened, allowing him entrance. He broke the kiss and lifted, holding his weight on one arm and grasping his cock with other.

“Fuck! I got to grab a condom.”

I tightened my hold on his back, stopping him. “I’m on the pill.”

“Raven, I’ve always used a condom, are you sure?” he asked, poised at my entrance.

“Yes,” was barely out of my mouth, and he was pushing against my entrance.

I felt pressure as he worked inch by inch to fill me.

“Christ, you’re tight,” he said through gritted teeth.

Once he was into the hilt, he paused giving me time to adjust.

“Not sure how long I’ll last,” he said and pulled back before thrusting back in.

I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts, and Reed set a pace that had us both on the brink.

“God, Reed,” I said as the orgasm consumed me.

Reed hiked up one of my legs, and as my body shook from my release, he rode my wave, filling me to hilt each time, taking what he needed for his own release. When he stiffened, I felt the warmth of his release as it spilled inside me.

When our bodies and breathing settled, he pulled out and fell to my side, pulling me into his arms.

As we laid there catching our breath, something Reed said registered in my head.

“Reed?”

“Hmmm.”

“There were a few times you didn’t wear a condom. We have living proof.”

The smack on my butt stung. “You’re so cute when you’re being a smartass. I’ll correct that statement to I’ve never went without a condom after you. Better?”

“We could be the poster couple for pulling out doesn’t always work either.”

“Stop, woman, I’m trying to get enough energy so we can have round two. You drained me.”

“Let me know when you get the energy. I’ll just be here taking a little nap,” I said on a yawn and closed my eyes. The pinch on my butt made me smile.

I’d forgotten how goodmorning sex was. I pulled my jeans up, and when the seam hit between my legs, it instantly reminded me that until last night, I hadn’t had sex in a year.

I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. “You sore?” Reed asked as he walked in carrying a cup, and the aroma of coffee hit my nose.

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