“Shit,” she breathed as the soft head came into direct contact. “The things that you do to me.”
The things I did to her? What about the things she did to me?
“Spread your legs wider,” I urged.
She did, and I repositioned myself so that I was on my haunches between her thighs, and I was pressing my cock down to swirl around her entrance.
She moaned and watched with bated breath as I slowly teased her with just the tip.
Swirling, dunking, and pulling back out, I waited until she was good and wet, until I could practically see the wetness leaking from her. When she was fully ready for me, I slowly fed her my cock head, dipping it in past the crown and pulling back again.
When she was panting and cursing my name, I grinned wickedly and slowly sank inside in one smooth, forceful push.
She was tighter than I remembered.
Holy hell, I wasn’t going to last long.
I closed my eyes and counted to ten, hoping to regain control.
“You look pained.” She laughed, her hips lifting slightly.
“Don’t move,” I groaned as I placed both of my hands on her hips. “I’m trying to regain control so I don’t come in a half a second.”
She tightened her muscles, and I cursed.
Right before I realized something that I’d forgotten.
“Son of a bitch,” I growled, trying to pull away. “Protection.”
Except, she thought that I was going to stop and rolled us.
I let her, loving when she took control.
Not because I liked to give up control, but because I liked to sit back, relax, and watch her fuck me. Watch as her breasts jumped up and down with the movement.
Watch as her sexy hips undulated.
When I was finally on my back, she was lifting up so that I could see the full length of her body.
I allowed my eyes to drag down the length of her, coming to a stop when I found where we were connected.
Her pussy was stretched obscenely around my cock, and it looked almost impossibly sexy as she started to move.
I watched, enraptured, as she moved her hips and thighs, taking me in so fast and hard that her breasts were jolting with the movement.
“I’m close,” she panted. “I’m sorry. It’s just been too long.”
I laughed, my hands squeezing her hips, fingers digging into her flesh.
“That’s my line,” I said, feeling the familiar tingling at the base of my spine.
It wouldn’t be long. Between one breath and the next, it went from ‘I’m close’ to ‘I’m coming.’
My orgasm started before I had a chance to say anything.
One second she was coming upwards for another downward thrust, and the next I was coming, my hands tightening on her hips as I pulled her down roughly.
Her breath gasped, and she was crying out in surprise.
Hopefully that cry meant that she was coming, because I couldn’t stop.
Not even if I’d wanted to.
“Shit!” she gasped. “Oh, yes. Yes.”
Hopefully that meant ‘yes I came.’ Because I grunted as the seed left my body, jetting straight into hers, so deep that I knew she’d be dripping of me the rest of the night.
I opened my eyes only to immediately close them again when something sprayed across my face.
It was like a geyser, surprising at first until I realized just what it was.
“Oh, shit,” she breathed, sounding horrified.
I blinked open one eye, waiting for a spray of milk that never came.
“Oh my God.” She shook her head. “That did not just happen.”
She reached for the pillow next to my face and ripped the pillowcase off the pillow.
Only after she’d cleaned me off did she say, “I read that might happen. I didn’t realize that I’d try to drown you.”
I laughed at her words, and the pink in her cheeks.
“It’s okay, baby,” I teased, bending forward to lick a drop of milk off the tip of her breast. “It’s a normal body function. I’m not upset.”
I found it amusing, actually.
The pink in her cheeks made it obvious that she did not.
“That’s horrible.” She looked disgusted in herself.
“We have bigger problems,” I said, holding up the foil wrapper that I’d forgotten completely about.
She blinked at it. “Shit.”
She blew out a breath. “As much as I wouldn’t mind having another one of your babies, Troup, I really want to spend some time with you. I want just a little more time before we add to the chaos of our family.”
I wiped the milk from my face that she’d missed and sat up, my cock pressing even deeper.
I had to tell myself not to enjoy it, but my cock apparently wasn’t connected to my cognitive brain.
“Just one more time,” I said, feeling my cock start to swell again. “Then I’ll wear the stupid condoms.”
She rolled her eyes. “That’s kind of like saying ‘just the tip.’”
I squeezed her hips and started to jerk her body up and down against mine.
“Just this once,” I repeated. “Just this once.”
CHAPTER 26
I am a texter. Please do not call or facetime me. I will not answer.
-Text from Beckham to Sammy
BECKHAM
Over the next six weeks, Trouper and I found ourselves falling into a daily routine.
He would wake up with Hiro in the early morning hours and bring him to our room. I would feed him, and then Trouper would take him back to bed before getting dressed and getting a workout in all before five in the morning.
Together, we would head to the private investigations firm that Lynn had set up in the town of Souls Chapel, Texas.
And though we had that place next to my parents’ house that would’ve been perfect, Trouper and I looked for a place closer to the town we were working in so we didn’t have to drive two hours or so back and forth from work every day.
Today had been no different.
What had been the difference was the information that Trouper had found while I’d been doing some phone research over lunch. He’d gone to South Texas last night, and we’d
