“I’m going to make you come, baby,” I said as I made my way down her body to her sweet pussy.
“I want your dick,” she gasped as I licked her clit.
“You will, baby. You will.” I didn’t give her the opportunity to talk more as I dove into her pussy. I licked and sucked. I thrust my tongue inside her, sweeping it around her sweet pussy walls. She arched and writhed on the bed as I drove her higher and higher.
“Devin!” she screamed my name and her sweet juice coated my mouth as her orgasm overtook her. I continued to lick and lave, bringing her down.
I reached for the condom packet worried I’d come when I rolled it on, I was so fucking hard.
She put her hand over mine. “You don’t need that.”
My brain wasn’t fully functioning so I just stared at her.
“I’m on the pill. I have been for years. It keeps me regular.”
I had no clue what that meant, but I didn’t care. Fuck, at this point, I’m not sure I cared if she was on it or not. To fuck her without a barrier? The idea of it made my brain short-circuit.
“I’m clean,” I managed. “Safe. Healthy.”
She smiled. “Me too.”
I positioned myself over her. I stared down into her eyes, and emotion swelled in my chest like I’d never felt before.
“I think I’m in love with you, Serena.”
She gasped, and her eyes filled with tears. I hoped to hell they were happy ones.
“Show me.” She said, as her hands gripped my ass and pulled me to her. “Make love to me.”
I pressed the tip of my dick into her pussy, and just that little contact felt like I’d gone to heaven. She was soft and wet, and as I pushed in, I swore I could feel every inch of her.
“I’m not going to last,” I said as I reached the limit.
“I want to feel you come in me.”
I groaned as her words send erotic shots of electricity straight to my dick. I moved, wanting to keep things slow and steady to ensure she’d come again. But almost immediately the pressure shot up and my dick was ready to explode.
“Fuck, Serena…are you close, baby?”
“Yes. Devin, don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
I kissed her hard, wanting contact with every bit of her body as my hips bucked in and out, up and down, harder, faster.
She cried out, arching underneath me. Her pussy gripped my cock so hard, stars burst behind my eyes.
A long feral growl tore from my chest as my orgasm ripped through my body. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” I chanted like a loon as I pumped and pumped, releasing load after load, filling her pussy.
I collapsed on her, even as my cock continued to pulse inside her. I held her close knowing that she had something to tell me and praying that whatever the hell she had to say wasn’t going to ruin this, ruin us.
21
Serena
The day was perfect. The man was perfect. Had I played my cards right, life might have been perfect. But I didn’t play them right, and now I was likely to lose the only man I’d ever loved.
I was supposed to be telling him about Andrew, but instead, I let him talk me into sex. It was wrong, and yet, I had to feel his touch one more time. I had to feel him moving inside me one last time.
I think I’m in love with you, Serena.
I’d wanted to hear those words for forever and yet when I did, they were bittersweet. When I told him the truth, his feelings would change. Was that why I hadn’t said them back?
“Devin?”
His body was heaving over mine, and I wished I could hold them there forever.
“Hmm?” He rolled to his side, but pulled me close.
“I think I love you too…actually…I’m pretty sure of it.”
He kissed my neck. “Me too.”
We held each other in the dark of my apartment.
“I need to tell you something.”
He lifted his head to look at me.
“When I do, please remember that I love you. No limitations.”
His eyes showed concern, and I couldn’t blame him. My words were ominous. “No limitations.”
“Andrew—” My words were cut off by the sound of the phone ringing.
“Ah hell. That’s my mom. Ignore it.”
I swallowed hard as the image his mother sending me off, warning me to never tell Devin about my baby flashed in my head.
“It’s late. Maybe it’s important,” I said.
“Shit, you’re right. She never calls me this late.” He swung his legs out of bed and reached down for his pants, pulling out his phone. “It’s not a good time, Mom—” He stopped short. “What? When?” He stood, and picked up his underwear and shirt. “Is it bad?”
A worried feeling came over me. Something was wrong.
“I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” He hung up and looked at me as he tugged his pants on. “I’m sorry. My dad fell and is in the hospital. I need to go.”
“Yes, of course. I understand.”
“We can have this talk later, right?”
“Yes. Absolutely. Go check on your dad.”
He tugged his shirt on and then leaned over the bed. “We’ll be all right.” It came out more like a question. Like he was concerned about what I had to tell him.
I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure we’d be all right. He gave me a quick kiss and then rushed out the door. I flopped back on the bed. I hated myself for being a coward and not telling him sooner. And now I had to find a new time, a new way to tell him. This secret hung like a lead weight on me now and I was afraid I’d either never be free of it, or it would crush me.
I wasn’t able to sleep that night. I stopped
