Page 87 of One Pucking Surprise
“Fuck, Lainey,” he groans, his head tilting back. “That feels so good.”
I smile up at him before leaning forward, taking him into my mouth. His response is immediate—a sharp intake of breath, his hands tangling in my hair as I swirl my tongue around the tip.
“Your mouth is incredible,” he murmurs, his voice strained with need.
I take him deeper, bobbing my head in a steady rhythm as his hips buck slightly. His groans grow louder, his grip on my hair tightening as I pick up the pace, my lips and tongue working him over until he’s cursing under his breath.
“Look at me, baby,” he breathes. “I want to see you.”
I tilt my head up, our gazes colliding as I pull off him with a soft pop. I lick a trail along the underside of his length, teasing him with my tongue before swirling it around the tip. His breath catches, and he hisses out a curse.
“You look so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth,” he rasps, his hips shifting gently.
I hum softly, taking him deep again, my eyes never leaving his as I work him slowly, teasingly. Then I pull off with a soft pop, swiping my tongue along the head of his cock before dipping down to tease his balls. “You taste so good, Zach,” I purr, taking one ball into my mouth and sucking gently as I stroke him with my hand.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he groans.
I quicken my pace, sucking him eagerly, my tongue swirling and teasing. I can feel his muscles tensing, his body coiled tight, and I know he’s close.
“Baby, stop,” he says suddenly, pulling away with a groan. “I need to be inside you.”
I pull off him with a gasp, my lips swollen from kissing and sucking, my body thrumming with desire. I stand, and he kisses me deeply, his hands roaming my body as he leads me back to the bed.
“Condom?” he pants, his lips brushing my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.
“No,” I murmur, my hands roaming over his chest. “I’m already pregnant. We don’t need it.”
He hisses, his eyes darkening as he takes in the truth of my words. “You’re sure?”
I nod, reaching for his hand and pulling him toward the bed. “I’m sure, Zach.”
He groans, his gaze burning as he follows me onto the bed. He sits against the headboard, guiding me to straddle him, his shoulders square, his cock hard and aching.
His cock presses against my entrance, and I lower myself slowly, taking him in inch by inch until I’m filled with his hard length. The stretch is intense, but it feels incredible, and I let out a low moan. His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as we both catch our breath.
“You feel so good,” he whispers, his lips brushing against my neck. “So tight. So perfect.”
I start to move, rocking my hips in a slow, deliberate rhythm. His hands guide me, his fingers digging into my skin as he meets my movements with his own. He leans forward, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, histongue flicking over the sensitive peak as I ride him.
The pleasure builds quickly, the connection between us making every sensation more intense. I grip the headboard for leverage, moving faster, my head tilting back as I lose myself in the moment.
“Your cock is so big,” I moan, my head falling back, my voice breaking with every thrust. “It feels so fucking good.”
“Fuck, baby,” he groans, his voice rough. “I’m so close.”
“Me too,” I gasp, my pace quickening. “Oh God, Zach. I’m so close.”
His hands move to my ass, gripping me tightly as he thrusts up into me, his control unraveling. The tension coils tighter and tighter until we both come undone, our moans mingling as we shatter together.
I collapse against his chest, my body spent, and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close. His lips press against my temple, his breath warm against my skin.
“You’re amazing,” he murmurs, his voice soft. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”
I smile, nuzzling against him. “Good. Because I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter 32
Lainey
