Page 41 of Forged in Dusk
I can wait until we get to my place. I run my hand under her shirt, unsnapping her bra. I cup her full breast running my finger over her tight nipple.
I run my open mouth down her throat, sucking and kissing every inch of her silky skin. Then, I move down to pay extra attention to her firm, full breasts. I look at them, and they look bigger, which drives me crazy.
Claudette unbuttons my shirt, pushing it off my shoulders. I move to toss it on the carpet, returning to suck her nipple, feeling her tremble, and moaning.
“Baby, you’re so beautiful,” I whisper, moving down to kiss her stomach pulling down her leggings.
I run my hand over the slight baby bump, and that right there makes my soul soar.
I’m so fucking happy.
Claudette runs her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer to her aching flesh. I run my tongue over her honey-coated flesh, sucking and twirling around the sensitive flesh.
“Oh my god,” Claudette yells, shifting her hips pulling me closer.
I feel her body tense right before her honey covers my face.
I’m so damn hard; I undo my jeans pushing them down, grabbing my hard cock. I stroke my crown around her opening, sliding in and out, watching her lovely face.
“Kon Kon, stop playing,” Claudette whimpers, shifting her hips.
I hold onto her hips, thrusting deep inside her feeling her tight pussy grasp my cock.
“Oh, Baby, you feel so hot and tight,” I grunt, thrusting in and out.
“Kon Kon, I need you to give me all of you,” Claudette yells, holding onto her quilt.
I take her fast and hard, unable to stop, pushing her over the edge along with me.
I bury my face in her neck, I suck and bite, partaking of her sweet ambrosia. Yes, she tastes sweeter; it must be the baby.
I run my tongue over the wounds, healing her skin, but I still mark her as mine.
Claudette holds me close, running her fingers through my hair. She loves to do that every chance she gets.
“Baby, let’s go to my place,” I say, holding her close, falling onto my back.
“Yes, let’s go,” Claudette says, smiling.
“Wonderful, but I want you to pack some clothes because I want you with me,” I growl, holding her close.
“Oh, my Kon Kon, you want me to move in with you,” Claudette asks wide-eyed.
“Yes, that’s the idea. You’re mine, and I need you with me,” I huff, running my hand down her smooth back.
“Okay, but I can’t just leave my girls hanging. They can’t afford the rent without my part,” Claudette says, furrowing her forehead.
“Sweet Princess, don’t worry about that. I’ll pay your share,” I say, grinning.
“Oh, I don’t know if that’s right since we’re not married yet,” Claudette says, pursing her lips.
“Princess Baby, don’t worry about the money, and yes, it’s okay,” I say, kissing her lips.
“Hmmm. . . . okay, but I don’t want to be engaged like forever,” Claudette says, holding onto my shoulders looking at me.
“We can get married as soon as you want, and you can have the wedding that you always dreamed of having,” I say, pushing her hair back from her lovely face.
“Oh my god, are you serious,” Claudette asks, bright-eyed.
