Her Best Mistake

by Jenika Snow

  “Damn, baby.” He ran a hand over his face, stared at her breasts that weren’t restrained by anything, and bigger now that she was breastfeeding the baby. She had never liked how she looked naked, not really, but when she was with Toby she felt like the most gorgeous woman on the planet. “I want to fucking devour you.” And then he was right in front of her again, kissing her, licking her lips and sucking her tongue into his mouth as he ground his erection into her bare belly now.

  They deepened the kiss and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, not even caring that they were in the hallway. But the thought of a bed, of Toby above her, the weight of his muscles pressing down on her, sent a thrill through her. She broke away from him, and he took a step to the side. He must have known what she wanted because he took her hand in his and led her down the hallway. Right before they made it to their bedroom he stopped and had her pressed against the wall again, his mouth right back on hers.

  “I just can’t help myself with you,” he said against her mouth.

  Her panties were most definitely wet, and her clit throbbed. It felt so good. He felt so good pressed against her. He broke the kiss and started dragging his lips up and down her throat, sucking at the base of her neck.

  She breathed out his name, because that was as far as her voice would travel.

  “Tell me what you want,” Toby said and pressed his erection into her belly especially forcefully. A gasp left her at the contact and intensity. God, she wanted this so bad.

  “I want you inside of me.” She swore she felt his cock jerk behind his pants. It seemed they wouldn’t be making it into the bedroom, because in the next few seconds Toby was stepping back and all but tearing his shirt off. He went for the button and fly of his jeans, and once he had his pants off she took in the sight of him in only his boxer briefs. Hell, his body was so toned, so ripped and defined that she couldn’t even feel her heart beating at the moment. It wasn’t like they hadn’t been together sexually since she had been pregnant, but since the baby was born they had abstained from sex for the recommended six weeks. That seemed like an eternity when the object of her lust-filled thoughts liked to walk around in only his underwear half the time.

  His black hair was disheveled, and his blue eyes were still half-lidded. But it was his body that had her transfixed. And all she could do was stare at the hard outlines of his muscles, at the way his shoulders were so broad, and how his pecs were defined. His abdomen was rippled from his six-pack and framed by that V of muscle that disappeared beneath his underwear. And his flesh, God, his tattooed flesh was golden in color. It called to her in a very primitive, female way. She leaned her head closer to his pec, ran her tongue along his nipple ring, and felt his shiver.

  He took a step closer to her, and she lowered her gaze to his erection that was only held in place by the thin layer of his underwear. “You can’t do that or I’ll come in my underwear like a damn teenager.”

  She grinned and did it again.

  “I want to drown myself in you, baby.” He lowered his gaze to her breasts. He was close enough that when he reached out and gripped the back of her neck, pulling her closer, he didn’t have to lean in to kiss her. But that soft, slow kiss started to become frantic, hard, and almost violent in nature.

  Toby had his hands on her breasts. And then he had his underwear off and pressed his naked, hard body to hers. The thick, long length of his cock moved along her belly, and the feeling of the tip slickened with his pre-cum, covered her skin. His hands on her breast were almost painful as he squeezed and released her body. He slid those hands down her sides, moved one of them to cup her ass, and had the other one right over her pussy. A gasp left her when he speared his fingers through her soaked folds, and the gruff sound he made had her heart beating faster.

  “Fuck, you’re so wet for me Shoshanna,” he murmured against her throat as he continued to move his fingers up and down her pussy. She didn’t know if he was aware of the low grunts he made against her flesh, or the fact he was pushing his dick into her, back and forth, harder with every passing second.

  He teased her for several more seconds. He rubbed her clit every time he stroked his fingers up her cleft, teasing her hole on every down stroke, and leaving her so thoroughly on edge she was ready to beg him to fuck her. He removed his hand, brought it up to his mouth, and spread the wetness that was on the digits to his lips. He proceeded to spread them along the top, and then bottom, and before she could say anything, or even make a sound of deep rooted need, Toby was kissing her. He made her taste herself on him, demanding she surrender. Shoshanna stroked her tongue over his, moaned at the musky flavor of her wetness on his lips, and of the spicy taste that had always been a part of him.

  He broke the kiss, and started moving his mouth and tongue down her neck, along her collarbone, and stopped when he was right above her breast. The small, hard and hot pants of his breath bathed her flesh, cause her nipples to harden even further, and had her clenching her thighs together almost painfully.

  “I’m dying here, Toby. I need you so badly.”

  He groaned deeply and then latched his mouth onto one of her breasts. The way he sucked her nipple had her clit throbbing. Shoshanna just needed a little more pressure and she’d get off. Over and over, he tormented her nipple until the pain and pleasure morphed into one, and she wasn’t just thinking of begging him, she actually was. And with one last drag across the stiff peak Toby stepped away only long enough to grab a condom and slide it on. He was pressed fully against her once more, gripped the cheeks of her ass, and lifted her with a strength that made her feel petite and small instead of plus sized.

  She felt the his length slip between her slit, and Shoshanna wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her breasts against the hardness of his muscles, and was now the one kissing him brutally. It was like a floodgate was opened and all of her passion, desire, and need for this man came bursting through. Never breaking the kiss, he grabbed his cock, placed the tip at her entrance, and with her back still to the wall pressed his dick all the way into her pussy in one fluid move. His balls slapped against her ass, and she groaned at the feeling of the root of his cock rubbing her clit. Toby stretched her so good, so thoroughly, that she was breathing harshly, sucking in air. Big, long, and thick were all perfect words to describe what he was doing to her.

  “Christ, baby.” He never stopped pumping in and out of her. “Yeah. That’s it, suck my cock with that tight, wet pussy of yours.” Their flesh was already becoming slick with their combined perspiration, and she held onto his shoulders tighter as he became frantic in his motions. “You feel so good, so tight and hot, like you’ll squeeze my dick right off, Shoshanna.” He ran his teeth along her neck, and a shiver worked its way through her whole body before taking root in her clit. “So good, baby. I just wish I could fill you with my cum, make you soaked in it.”

  She cried out as the first ripple of her orgasm traveled through her. He took control of her mouth with his, but this time it was a sloppy, heated, and an almost angry kiss. She tugged at his hair, loved the dampness at his scalp because he was fucking her so good and hard he was sweating. Toby moved backward an inch, held onto her as he moved, and tightened his hold on her ass. Neither of them could control themselves, and as the temperature in the room continued to escalate their bodies grew wetter from sweat.

  With his cock still buried inside of her and his mouth on hers, Toby moved them away from the wall. Shoshanna knew she had to be hurting him by digging her nails into his back, but all he did was grunt against her mouth, tighten his hold on her ass, and fuck her harder. When the couch stopped his retreat he slid to the ground with her still in his arms. God, they were having sex right in the living room, not caring that although they were in their home, it was still out in the open. It was freeing, exciting, and she felt his rush of adrenaline. With her legs on either side of his hips now, she started riding him like she hadn’t fucked him in years instead of weeks. Up and down, faster and ha
rder until her breasts were bouncing right in front of his face. He reached up, cupped the mounds, and buried his face between her cleavage.

  “That’s it. Fucking hell, that’s it, Shoshanna.” He moved his hands lower, around her back, and cupped her ass. When he spread the cheeks, slipped his fingers between them, and touched her anus, everything inside of her tightened.

  “Toby…” she breathed out.

  “That’s it, baby.” He started sucking on her nipples harder, with a bit of roughness from his teeth. “I want to see you so unhinged you can’t even see straight, baby.”

  And just like that she came.

  ****

  Toby was going to come really fucking hard. He stared at his woman’s breasts as they bounced up and down as she rode the hell out of his cock. He touched her asshole, that tight little hole of hers that made him think of plowing the hell out of her back there long and hard. She’d let him, too, would let him fill her ass with his cock and cum, and beg for more. She could be a dirty girl when she wanted to, and he fucking loved the hell out of that. Toby was trying so damn hard not to get off right now. He would have loved to be raw inside of her, to feel her pussy clench around his bare cock until he came so hard his cum slipped out of her tight pussy. But with their little one only a little under two months old, they had to be safe.

  Six weeks was a long fucking time to wait to be with the woman he loved, but now that Toby had her he was going to show Shoshanna just how much he’d missed her. Jacking off in the bathroom to the image of his woman sprawled naked for him hadn’t nearly been good enough. Her inner muscles clenched rhythmically around his dick, and he had to grit his teeth so he didn’t come right then and there. He wanted her to get off again, wanted to see the expression of euphoria cover her face just once more before he gave into his own pleasure.

  Wrapping his arm around her waist and grabbing onto her ass cheek with his other hand, he rose up just enough that he could shift and have her back to the floor. Sliding all the way back into her had Toby groaning and closing his eyes. Sweat lined his brow and covered his chest and back. He leaned back on his haunches and looked down where their bodies connected.

  “Motherfucking hell, baby.” Those words left him on a strangled groan as he saw the way her pussy stretched around his cock. She was all pink and soaked flesh, and stretched so wide around the girth his cock actually felt like it got harder inside of her. Her eyes widened, and he knew she was close to getting off again. Toby placed his thumb right on her clit, rubbed the hell out of that little bud, and couldn’t take his gaze off of her cunt. Shoshanna arched her back, thrust her big breasts out, and closed her eyes. Toby finally let himself go as he watched her come undone. He leaned forward, bracing his hands on the floor beside her head, and grunted as he came hard.

  Without thinking, because all he wanted to do was kiss her, Toby leaned forward and captured her lips. With his cock softening inside of her, and their tongues pressing back and forth against each other, he let a contented sigh leave him. He leaned back an inch. “God, Shoshanna baby, that was incredible.”

  She nodded and licked her lips. Leaning down and kissing her once more, he pulled out of her with a grunt of disappointment, and stood. Holding his hand out for her he helped her stand, and immediately pulled her in so her chest was pressed to his. She was soft where he was hard. He liked her curves, loved that she had even more now after having their baby.

  “You’re smiling,” she said through her own smile.

  He leaned down and kissed her on the head. “I’m happy. You make me that way, baby. You make me deliriously happy.” He lifted her easily into his arms, and carried her into their bedroom. The sound of the baby crying came through the walls, and he set Shoshanna on the bed. “Let me go get him.”

  He kissed her on the forehead, turned to grab a pair of sweats, and headed out of the bedroom. Toby went into his son’s room, leaned over the crib, and saw Ronan squirming on the mattress, and picked up his little guy. He cradled Ronan to his chest, rubbed his tiny back, and his son gave out a mighty cry of hunger.

  “Shh, it’s okay, little man. I’ll take you to see Mommy.” Toby went into the bedroom again, saw Shoshanna holding her hands out for Ronan, and Toby gave her their son. For the next twenty minutes he watched the mother of his child, soon to be his wife, feed their baby. When she was finished Toby grabbed Ronan, held the little bundle to his chest, and lay down on the bed beside Shoshanna. They weren’t married yet, but he wanted Shoshanna as his legally. He wanted that piece of paper to bind them, to make it official, because he had no plans on ever leaving Shoshanna’s side. But she’d wanted to wait, and it had to be her decision when they made it official. He could wait. Fuck, he’d wait forever to be with her.

  Ronan started making little sucking noises, and Toby knew he’d be asleep soon. He held his son to his naked chest, his body heat keeping the baby warm, and used his other hand to pull Shoshanna closer. She placed her hand lightly on Ronan’s back, leaned up and kissed Toby on the mouth, and settled against his chest.

  “I love you, Toby Mason,” she said softly.

  “I love you, baby. God, I love you so much and the life we’ve created.” He inhaled deeply, smelled the shampoo in her hair, and the faint baby lotion that was on Ronan, and smiled. “There is only one thing missing, Shoshanna.”

  She leaned back and stared at him.

  “I want you as my wife.”

  Her smile took his breath away, stole his heartbeat, and had this tightening in his gut. “I want to be Mrs. Mason, and I don’t want to wait anymore.”

  And that was all he needed to hear. “If I died right now I’d be the happiest man on the planet.” He pulled his woman close, kept his child right on his chest, and closed his eyes, never feeling this kind of love before. He’d be a better father than his old man had been. He would never lay a hand on his family, never desert them, and would always work as hard as he could to provide for them. They were his world now, and damn was it a good life.

  The End

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