Page 110 of All the Forbidden Things
Not for her.
Not for ourus.
By digging her nails into my arse cheeks, wrapping her legs tightly around my hips, pushing her heels into the small of my back, and grinding her hips to meet mine thrust for thrust, her body tells me exactly what it wants, even before the words spill like a whispered murmur from her lips. “More, Max. More. Harder. Fuck me harder.”
Pushing myself up on one arm so I can see her, I look down. “Eyes, Bamm. Eyes on me. Let me see you come.”
When she gives me what I want, I’m done. Billie’s mouth drops open, and she lets out a groan as her entire body pulses and convulses around mine and I spill into her. We don’t break eye contact once.
Our bodies as close as two humans can be, I remain pressed against her as I stare down at her face. He lips are parted, cheeks flushed as her breaths come slow and deep.
Amy Sharks “Adore” plays over the sound system and this moment couldn’t be more perfect if I’d cued the music on purpose.
The tips of her fingers stroke up and down my back, my dick twitches in response. Billie’s internal muscles react by contracting and squeezing my dick, which twitches again and we both laugh. I’m hard again in seconds.
I lean in and kiss her mouth hard while caressing both her breasts. Pulling away, I tell her, “I want you again. You ready for me?”
She drags her teeth over my shoulder before sighing out a, “oh yes.”
Flipping her on to her belly I pull her up by her hips so her arse is in the air facing me. I use my knees to spread her legs wider, leaving her open to me. There’s a mixture of her and me spilling out of her and I groan and start stroking myself at the site.
“You are so fucking gorgeous. I wanna fuck every one of your holes. Fill you up baby. Every. Fucking. Where.” I push two fingers inside her as I talk. She pushes back, so I grab her hair and wrap it around my hand. Pulling her almost upright, I bite down on her shoulder before saying against her ear, “Your greedy little pussy want more, Bamm?”
She’s already filled with my fingers, but I can’t fucking wait to have my cock back inside her. When she pushes back again in response to my question, I move my hand between her shoulders and ease her back down on to all fours. I slip my soaking wet fingers out of her and slide them to her clit and begin stroking. She groans, louder this time. I squeeze her hip as she cocks her arse higher.
“Use your words, Bamm. You want me, you fucking tell me.”
“Please, please, Max. Again, I want you again.”
Feeling like I’m king of the fucking world, I bury my cock inside her with one single thrust and lose myself inside Billie Wild.
Billie
Iwake to the sensationof my nose being squeezed and my hair being pulled. When I open my eyes, Layla is lying beside me. I’m facing her, she’s facing me.
I’m naked.
She’s wearing a nappy.
I’m. Naked.
Max’s dark head appears over his daughter’s, and his eyes smile down at me.
“I’m naked,” I croak.
“Exactly the way I like you,” he replies while prying Layla’s grip from my nose. He leans in and kisses it as Layla grabs a handful of the whiskers on his chin.
“I’m in bed with your daughter . . . and I’m naked.”
“She don’t care either.”
I roll my eyes at him. “Where are her babygro and vest?”
“We slept in, and her nappy was wet and had soaked through her clothes. I gave her a quick bath in your sink but have no clean clothes for her. I need to nip across the road and grab some.”
He lifts Layla against his bare chest and sits back against the headboard. His hand reaches out and brushes my hair behind my ear as I sit up next to him, pulling the quilt with me to cover my boobs.
Layla’s perfect pink baby skin against Max’s ink is possibly one of the sexiest sights I’ve ever woken up to and causes my womb to contract and my ovaries to rock from side to side as they perform a happy dance inside me.
