Page 149 of Take My Love
She rests her cheek on the pillow and nods.
“If at any point you want me to stop or you’re uncomfortable, say Rose. That’s your safe word. Got it?”
“Mm-hmm.”
We’ve kept our sex life fun and interesting these past few months, but now she’s trusting me to make her feel good in a way we haven’t explored before. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit nervous, but I’m going to take my time with her and give her exactly what she needs.
And enjoy every minute of it.
chapter twenty-seven
Posey
“Silas,please. I can’t take it anymore. Let me come.”
I’m a whimpering, sobbing mess as he continues to edge me. It’s been over an hour, and I’m desperate for a release.
The butt plug’s securely in place with the vibrator on my clit and three fingers inside me. He curls them deep and rotates between fast and slow. And then right when the build-up intensifies, he stops.
“Say you’re mine,” he demands.
I refuse to give in.
My parents didn’t raise a quitter, and I’m not about to start now.
“Make me,” I sass back.
“Make you what?” he taunts, cracking his palm against my ass. “My baby mama?”
I’m on all fours and cuffed to the bed, so I can’t look back at him, but I imagine his smug grin reflecting back at me.
“I bet you do wanna knock me up, you psycho.”
He chuckles darkly, smacking my pussy with his hard cock. “Don’t tempt me, love. I’ll cum so deep inside you, your pills won’t stand a chance.”
Pretty sure it doesn’t work like that, but who I am to shoot him down when him inside me is exactly what I want right now.
“Then do it. Make me cum and knock me up, city boy.”
Those words must be enough to encourage him because he spreads my legs wider and positions himself at my entrance.
“Cum on my cock like a good girl, mama. Don’t hold back.”
He loves hearing me scream, and I love doing it for him.
Sliding in, I gasp at how full he always makes me feel. His Prince Albert piercing massages my inner walls with each thrust and when he brings the vibrator back to my clit, I nearly sob.
“Please, I’m so close…don’t stop.”
“Not a chance, love. I wanna feel you unravel around me.”
With his free hand, he fists my hair and continues slamming into me. I don’t know how he has the stamina after working all day and then cleaning all evening, but fuck—he deserves a medal.
It must be from all that yoga I made him do.
“Oh God, I’m?—”
The orgasm finally takes over, floating through me like a highly anticipated sequel that’s even better than I imagined. I moan and cry out between the waves of pleasure that hit me while the toy continues vibrating against me.
