Page 68 of Our Unexpected Beginning
“What’s too much for you, baby? Did you forget how you begged for it the other night?” he taunted, his voice low and husky. “Is my cock too big for you?”
Julia shook her head, her skin flushed and glistening with sweat. She could feel the muscles of his thighs straining with the power of his thrusts deep inside her, making her gasp with every movement.
Wrapping his arm firmly around her torso, his hand resting just under her breasts, Graham turned her to face him. “Can you handle it? Can you take all of me without stopping? Do you need to stop, Jules?”
She panted heavily, her eyes closed as she struggled to answer his question. Graham stilled his hips, watching carefully for any signs of distress on his pregnant submissive. As they moved deeper into her pregnancy, he became more cautious and attentive to her needs. No matter their carnal desires.
Graham brushed her hair from her face, refusing to let her hide.
“I...” Julia’s voice trailed off. She finally looked at him, her blue eyes filled with unwavering desire. “I need you.”
“You have me. All of me.”
“D-deeper.” Julia arched against him, tightening her muscles around him in response.
“I’ll give you what you need.” Graham felt her muscles tighten around him and he grinned in satisfaction. “Good,” he growled, relishing the way she shuddered beneath him, completely surrendering to him at this moment.
Graham released her torso and Julia laid face first onto the mattress, her fingers found their way into the sheets. Her eyes rolled closed.
He relished in the feel of her tight hole. The way her body accepted him every thrusting inch needing both the pleasure of pushing her limits and the deep need to please him.
“That’s it, kitten. You fit so fucking perfectly around me.” Leaning forward he rested his fists on either side of her head, his body hovering over hers. “You were made for me.”
Graham’s slow strokes increased with his hunger. Julia’s muffled squeak morphed into a moan at the change of movement.
He dipped his head down and pressed his lips against her back. His tongue mapped the curve of her shoulder. His teeth staked his claim.
Julia cried out, the bed shifting with the movement of her legs. Her legs kick at the knees, struggling beneath him. He’d turned her into a moaning mess of want.
“Please, I need to come. Sir.”
“Not yet, hold it.”
“Sir,” she pleaded, her fists pulling the fabric beneath her.
“You can and you will.” His breath was warm against her neck. “we have to get you ready for our night at the club.”
Julia nodded against the pillow. Graham felt her legs push against his in an attempt to part.
Adjusting himself, Graham repositioned his knees and lent all his weight to his hips, spearing her to the bed still rooted inside her.
“Yes, Sir.” Julia pushed back against him. She whined with every shift of his hips inside her.
He leaned in and pressed his lips against the shell of her ear. “You didn’t think I’d forget about the Symbian did you?”
Julia moaned and tipped her head against his shoulder.
“My beautiful, tormented play toy.” His mouth was warm against her shoulder.
“Graham, I-I can’t. It’s too much.” Her pitiful whine made his cock throb. He moved his hips deeper.
“You’re so damn tight. You’re–fuck–strangling my cock.”
With a cry, Julia pressed her hands against the mattress. Falling forward and pressing her cheek against the cool sheets.
“Arch that ass.” Graham slipped a hand between her thighs and quickly sought out her clit.
Julia cried out and tightened around him. His spine stiffened and his fingers dug into Julia’s hips.
