Lifetimes (With the Bad Boy Book 13)
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He presses on my thighs urging me down and I lower slowly until his tongue licks at my core. I wiggle on his face, not sure of my position until my hands find the back of the head board. Vinn pushes his face against my pussy, devouring me. It’s hard to keep myself up, and eventually I lay my head against the back of the bed allowing him to keep me up on sheer will.
My legs move on their own and my body rides him, shoving my pussy as close as he’ll allow. My fingers dig into the headboard and my stomach tightens with an orgasm, this one so deep I swear my fucking uterus twitches as I finish around Vinn’s face, muffling my scream with the back of my hand.
Vinn steadies my body as my legs shake trying to climb off his face to find a flat spot on the bed. My energy is spent.
Chapter Ten
Vinn
Kimber lies beside me on the bed and I’m stunned. With my head on the pillow, my face is wet with her taste and smell, and it’s enough to kill me. Eating her out as she rode my face, my nose pushed against her sweet cunt, was better than any of my fantasies.
I lick my lips, gathering more of her taste on my tongue, and roll over.
“Can you handle more, JB?” I ask, parting her legs and settling between them.
She nods, her breathing heavy and her eyes fluttering. It could be the alcohol or exhaustion from having my tongue so deep inside her she’s stunned. I prefer to think it’s the anticipation of waiting for my dick to finish the job and her again.
Less than a year in my life and Kimber’s changed everything for me. I’ll love this woman, my wife, and I’ll keep her mine by any means. The space decreases between us as I line my dick up with her. The fat thick head pushes past her waiting folds. She leaks around me, the results of her heavy orgasm coating my tip as I work my thick shaft inside.
Kimber is compliant, allowing me to move her legs up and over my shoulders. My hands rest on her ass, helping to set the slow rhythm as our bodies connect. I pull out, watching my dick leave, and then reenter her slowly. There’s no longer any rush with Kimber. I can have her whenever I want, as many times as I want. She’s mine yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
“Vinn,” she moans. Groggily she reaches down, wrapping her own hands around a tit and squeezing.
Fuck me. I slap away her hand replacing it with mine and pull on her nipple, twisting.
“Vinn,” she says again. “I want more of you. Fill me.”
Her eyes are greedy and it takes me longer than it should to figure out what she wants. My fingers search out the hole between her cheeks. “You want me here.”
She nods and my balls rejoice. Who would have guessed the sweet little virgin turned out to be my own special vixen between the sheets.
There’s a problem with her request. I didn’t bring any lube with us to Florida. I wasn’t expecting to need any since I can get Kimber hot by slapping her pussy. It’s not something I’ll let stop me though. I pull out quickly flipping her over and pulling her ass in the air.
My dick throbs, heavy and hard. I line him up at her ass. The tip glistens, pissed he didn’t get to finish inside her. I tug on the base making sure to waste as little of Kimber’s essence that coats the shaft. I groan as my cum squirts out, landing on her ass cheeks and between. I rub my cum around her sensitive area and insert a finger to test.
Kimber’s body jumps. “Vinn,” she squeals, second-guessing her decision.
“You’ll take it how I give it to you, Kimber.” I palm her clit, two fingers running the length of her lower lips.
Without warning, I push my cock inside her ass, the space fighting to keep me out. She moans while leaning forward, her body accepting my intrusion. I pull out once and then push in harder the second time ready to take her again.
“Fuck, Vinn,” Kimber says, her hands bunching the sheets and pulling them free from the corner. “Oh fuck.”
Her ass clenches and I ram two fingers into her pussy as her orgasm coats them with cum. Her release happens so hard my dick spasms surrounded by her ass, and I climax again pumping my seed in her ass until it oozes out between us as I finish fucking her.
I don’t know what I did to deserve Kimber, but I plan to worship her until the day I die.
“How does your ass feel, JB?” I ask in the morning as I step up behind Kimber before she can stick the toothbrush in her mouth.
Last night between the alcohol and smells of sex filling the room, I lost control and worry I took her too hard. I should have waited until we had lube, but she hasn’t complained. The way her eyes search for mine in the mirror and the small smile that crosses her face has me rejoicing. Obviously JB enjoyed what I gave.
“Good.”
I kiss the back of her neck over her tattoo meant for me, silently screaming fuck yes in the back of my mind but playing it cool on the outside.
The time is getting late and we only have one day left at the beach before we hop on a plane back home. I’m about to leave the bathroom and give her time to do her girly shit when she pops the toothbrush in her mouth and gags. Kimber throws the brush on the bathroom vanity and makes a mad dash for the toilet, the room service breakfast we just finished coming back up in heavy loud heaves.
I hold her hair off to the side and rub her back as she finishes releasing the rest of her stomach’s contents in the toilet. With a hand pressed to the back of her cool forehead I whisper sweet words. She’s not warm or cold and clammy, and before we’d eaten she hadn’t complained of a headache. There were no signs of a hangover. To be young and resilient again.
I may not have a pussy, and I don’t have a ton of experience with them, but I notice when something isn’t right. There’s something she’s not telling me. At first I thought maybe she wasn’t ready but now I wonder if she doesn’t know either.
She finishes up in the bathroom, flushing the toilet and then brushing her teeth. When Kimber walks out from the small room, she finds me sitting on the bed holding a tiny rectangular package that will tell us the fate of our lives.
Kimber eyes the package before I say anything. “You brought a pregnancy test to Florida?”
“No.” I chuckle, only Kimber would see this and jump to that conclusion. “I picked it up this morning with the lube.”
Her face reddens. “Oh.”
“We need to find out, Kimber. It’s one simple test.”
Her head shakes. “I don’t think I am, Vinn. I took a test with Rubi remember?”
My eyebrows go up. “That was months ago. I’ve fucked you at least a thousand times since then.”
Her eyes drop to the test and she stares, almost scared of the results that aren’t even available yet.
But I’m not. Every time I’ve filled her with my cum I’ve wanted and waited for this result. We’ve never used a condom and Kimber stopped her pills months ago, not that she was ever good at taking them. We both knew this would happen.
“Are you sure you’re okay with whatever it says?” she asks.
I lick my lips and stand. I hate seeing my woman unsure of herself or us. “Kimber, this is fine. This is us.”
“But having kids was horrible for my parents.”
“Fuck, JB. We are not your parents. We’re making this baby from love.”
I hate she considers our situation anywhere close to her parents, and I vow to do a better job of showing her how good life can be with me. How good I’ll make it for all of us. Kimber is already a better mom than her mother and she doesn’t even have children.
By the time I place the test in her hands, Kimber’s face is determined.
“Do you want me to help?” I ask, as she turns to the bathroom.
She rears back, shocked. “Um, no I don’t want you to help me pee on the stick.”
I laugh. I would and she knows it.
A few minutes pass as I lean against the bathroom door wanting to give her peace but needing to know right now. The door opens and I practically jump at her, my heart already in my throat. “What does it say.”
Kimber hand
s me the stick with the cap placed on the end. “It says now we wait three minutes.”
The two of us sit on the bed together, the test in my hand facing up so we can watch the results as the cheap plastic contraption calculates our future.
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