Taming Eric

by J. a Melville

  Eric reached out to take her hand. “Come on baby. I want you. I want to watch you come with your Jack Rabbit and then I want to make you scream when I make love to you.”

  He pulled her towards him and she stumbled slightly before following him to the lift. Once they were upstairs he took her hand and led her into the bedroom closing the door behind them. He stood looking at her as she met his eyes, desire burning in hers and he knew the same would be mirrored in his. His gaze travelled down the length of her and with her still watching him, he began to remove his clothes, pulling his t-shirt over his head and then unzipping his jeans and removing them. When he was naked and standing before her completely and painfully erect, he walked towards her, his cock bobbing with every step.

  Once he was in front of her, he could see her pupils were dilated as she stared up at him. He stood for a moment simply studying every inch of her features. Bending forward he said softly. “Don’t just stand there baby, get your clothes off. You do it, I’m not game to touch you in case I end up tearing them off you.”

  Her eyes widened but without saying anything in response she slipped off her shoes, removed her cardigan and pulled her dress over her head. She hesitated as if self conscious about standing before him in her bra and panties with her stomach tight and swollen with their babies.

  Fuck she still didn’t get how beautiful she was, even heavily pregnant and at the sight of her standing before him looking so incredibly sexy to him, he wrapped a hand around his cock and began to stroke himself, sliding his hand up and down his shaft while he looked at her.

  “You’re beautiful baby. Take the rest off, I want to see all of you.” He said as he kept jerking off in front of her. She slowly removed her bra and slipped her panties down her legs before kicking them free.

  He stepped towards her, releasing his straining cock since self gratification was not what he had planned for tonight and when he was standing before her, he bent his head and covered her lips with his, nibbling on her full bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth.

  He felt Natasha’s arms come up and circle his shoulders but he pulled away from her and disappeared into the walk in closet, going straight to the shelf where he’d hidden the vibrator. He knew it was crazy to hide it from her but he just couldn’t handle the thought of her using the fucking thing to bring herself to orgasm when she had him. He would be fucked if he was getting replaced by a battery operated device.

  Picking the offending thing up he walked back out to Natasha where she stood waiting for him looking a little insecure. She watched him approach, her eyes dropping to the Jack Rabbit in his hand and he ground his teeth together when he saw the flash of excitement in her eyes. Dammit she was getting turned on by the fucking thing? Ok, he was going to use it on her to get her off but he would be the one in control of it. No fucking way was she ever using it on herself.

  Once he was standing in front of her he looked deep into her eyes and said softly. “Get on the bed baby.”

  CHAPTER 22

  Eric stood waiting as Natasha did as he requested and climbed onto the bed. He watched the curve of her gorgeous ass she moved over the bed on all fours until she could lie down with her head on the pillows.

  Once she was settled on the bed, he climbed on too crawling over to her until he was kneeling by her side. He bent down to kiss her, his lips nibbling their way over hers, his tongue tracing their full curves, his body held above hers, their lips being the only contact between them.

  Without lifting his lips from hers, he switched on the vibrator and the quiet buzz of it filled the room. Natasha pulled away from him, her eyes wide as she looked to see what he intended doing with it.

  He touched the vibrator to her neck, slowly moving it down until he’d reached her breasts. He circled them one at a time, going over and over them until the vibration had hardened her nipples and they stood erect. She started to squirm under the touch of the vibrator and Eric watched her reaction, his cock jerking enthusiastically at her response.

  He continued down her body, skirting around her distended stomach before angling it towards her inner thighs. “Open your legs wide.” He said huskily and she did as he asked until he could see the glistening folds that protected her pussy. Fuck this was going to test his self control. She was already wet and he hadn’t even touched her on the clit or fucked her with the vibrator yet.

  Gently he brushed her clit with it and she bucked at the contact her hips rising off the bed. He moved away from her sensitive little nub and slowly began to ease the head of the Jack Rabbit into her. She was so fucking wet it slid in with no resistance and once he’d almost buried it as deep as he could, he rotated it so the tickler was touching her clit.

  Slowly he began to thrust it in and out of her, fucking her with the vibrator, his eyes on her face, watching her expression. Her eyes were shut, her teeth biting down on her full bottom lip and she turned her head from side to side on the pillow as she became more and more turned on. Fuck but it was one hell of a turn on for him too watching her.

  He bent forward, his lips closing over one of her nipples and he sucked firmly on it, drawing it into his mouth while he kept fucking her with the vibrator. Her breathing was rapid and he could hear her gasping, her body starting to writhe around on the bed.

  Eric brought her almost to orgasm, waiting until she reared up as he plunged the vibrator into her, feeling her body starting to shake violently and that little breathy catch he knew meant she was close. Once he was sure he had her balancing on the edge, about to come, he switched the vibrator off and she cried out, frantically thrusting up trying to reach her climax that had just been denied her.

  It was hard for him to watch her but he wanted to drive her nearly crazy with arousal. In the process he was testing his own self control to the limit and seeing her response, her cheeks flushed, her nipples hard and straining towards him, her clit swollen and clearly visible between her legs and her juices coating the vibrator, he had to bite down hard on his own lip to keep himself from saying to hell with it and plunging into her and fucking her senseless. Every inch of his body was screaming for him to do that but he ignored it, determined to keep going with this slow torment as he built up her arousal even if he was torturing himself in the process.

  His cock had almost given up the fight and was weeping pre cum, one drop at a time which was overflowing and trickling down the length of his cock, dampening the hair at the base.

  “Eric please.” Her eyes were pleading with him when he met her desperate gaze.

  “Soon baby, it will be so much better, you’ll see.” He started up the Jack Rabbit again and he watched her eyes widen, before her lips parted and she cried out when it was obvious she was right back fully aroused again.

  With the vibrator plunging in and out of her, it’s tickler teasing her clit and Eric dropping his head to suck on her nipples again, it didn’t take long and Natasha was almost about to come. She bucked and writhed as her body poised on the brink of orgasm but again he turned off the vibrator denying her, her release.

  “Eric. Please, please no more.” Her desperate cry and the tears that began to flow from the corners of her eyes tugged at his heart but he knew what he was doing. He just wanted her to come in a way that would blow her mind.

  “Just trust me baby.” He said and turned the Jack Rabbit on watching as she arched up and her eyes rolled back when she was immediately catapulted back to full arousal. He pressed the tickler more firmly against her clit, watching as she bucked violently in response and he bent his head to suck on her nipples again causing her to thrash her head from side to side as she sobbed, begging for her release. He’d wound her up tighter than a spring and now it was time to let her climax. “Come baby, come for me. I want you to come for me now.” He said, thrusting the vibrator into her again and she went rigid, her back arching and a long high scream was torn from her lips. She bucked up hard, her feet press
ed against the mattress to give her better elevation as she thrust up into the vibrator. Over and over she screamed as her body shuddered and pulsed through her orgasm. It was the most intensely arousing thing for him to watch her falling apart so spectacularly. She finally collapsed against the mattress her breathing loud and tortured as she gasped for air.

  Another drop of pre cum welled up and rolled down Eric’s cock and he knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He needed her badly and he fucking needed her now! “Fuck baby that was amazing. You’re amazing. I nearly came just watching you.” He bent to kiss her gently on the lips. “Now it’s my turn. Get on your knees.”

  He sat back on his heels while she got over onto all fours not doing anything for a moment but look at the vision she was, buttocks tilted up, legs spread and her near dripping pussy on display to him. He grabbed his cock squeezing it hard at the base when he leaked more pre cum at the sight of her. Fuck but he was so close to blowing and he wasn’t even inside her.

  Eric shifted until he was behind her, his hands digging into her hips to hold her steady. He lined his cock up against her weeping entrance and with one smooth lunge, he drove into her. She was so wet there was no resistance and he didn’t stop until his balls were pressed up against her ass. She cried out at his invasion and he felt her fluttering and clenching around his cock. He paused for a few seconds aware that she was probably super sensitive after her orgasm and needed a moment to adjust to the feel of him in her but he couldn’t keep still for long with her pussy enveloping him and clasping him deep inside her.

  Slowly he began to move, thrusting into her, his hands holding her hips to keep her still. He threw his head back, eyes shut, teeth clenched as he tried to keep the pace slow and steady but he knew he was losing the battle. He always lost the battle with her. His need for her was too great.

  Unable to stop himself, he lunged forward harder and he heard Natasha gasp and clench around him. Feeling her squeezing him only stretched that last thread of self control thinner and he moaned. She started wiggling and pushing back against him as he thrust and Eric knew he was lost.

  “Fuck! Dammit baby, I’m not going to last very long if you don’t stop doing that.” He ground out when she tightened around him again and tilted her buttocks up towards him. He bent forward nipping her lightly on the shoulder to warn her to slow down but she wiggled again and he was lost.

  “FUCK!” He roared and he started slamming into her hard, his balls slapping against her ass. Natasha braced herself against his assault while he dragged her hips into his as he thrust. He could hear her gasping and felt her tightening around him moments before she cried out and he felt the flood of her release around his cock. That was the catalyst for him and he threw his head back, eyes closed, veins bulging in his neck as he shouted her name over and over again while he pumped into her, loading her up with his cum. His cock jerked with every spurt and it seemed to go on and on until he collapsed over her back his hands braced either side of her as he struggled to draw air into his starving lungs. Fuck but it was always so intense with her. Would it always be like that? He hoped so but fuck his heart had better be strong because it got one hell of a workout when he and Natasha made love.

  He felt her starting to sag under him and he gently lowered her onto the bed on her side, coming down with her so he could stay inside her. He loved that part, that connection of their bodies and he hated it when his cock went soft and he couldn’t stay inside her anymore.

  Her internal muscles still squeezed him rhythmically and he groaned softly as she continued to milk him. He tightened his arms around her stomach, arching against her and felt the sudden violent kicks of their babies inside her under his hands.

  They both laughed and Eric kissed her neck. “I think we woke them up.” He laughed again as her stomach began to bounce around, the feel of little feet kicking out, showing through the wall of her belly. He started to rub her trying to calm them down before they hurt her. “They really are awake now baby, aren’t they?” He chuckled at the vigorous wriggling and squirming going on in Natasha’s womb.

  She rolled onto her back, gasping when a well aimed kick got her in the ribs. “Ouch. Someone wants to give me bruised ribs. That has to be your son.” She winced and Eric felt a moment of guilt that his rough assault of her body had probably been the cause of waking the twins up. He seriously needed to try and keep their love making more gentle for her sake.

  Fortunately they started settling down again and as he gently rubbed her swollen stomach he propped himself up on one elbow to look at her. “We can’t keep calling them ‘the babies’ or our ‘son and daughter’ forever you know.”

  “Do you have any names you like? Have you given it any thought?” She asked.

  He shook his head. He had no one that had been a role model in his life that he would want one of their babies named after and much as he loved Maggie, Tom and Alice, he wouldn’t want their children named after them. “I don’t know baby. Who would have thought trying to come up with names would be so hard.” He voiced his thoughts about Maggie, Tom and Alice and not wanting to use their names.

  She nodded. “I can understand that but my Mother is Kathryn and my Father was Nathan so I don’t think you’d want to name our son and daughter after them.”

  “Is that how you became Natasha baby, with your father being Nathan?” He asked.

  “I think so. It was the closest to Nathan for a girl’s name I guess.” She laughed suddenly. “We could call our daughter Erica. That’s the female version of your name. You know the more I think about it, the more I like that name for a girl. What do you think?”

  Eric felt his heart tighten in his chest and for some reason, tears pricked at the back of his eyes. She would do that for him? She would name their daughter after him? Well the female version anyway. Just the thought that Natasha would suggest that made him feel overcome with emotion. Fuck but he was an emotional sap when it came to this woman. She could have him crying like a damn girl at the drop of a hat.

  “You would want our daughter to have the female version of my name?” He asked, still doubtful that she’d want one of their children carrying his name. He could see from her face that she knew exactly what was going through his mind and she reached up to cup the back of his head, pulling him down to her.

  “I think it’s the perfect name for our little girl Eric and she will be very lucky to share your name. Well, the female version anyway.” She said huskily before touching her lips to his. He kissed her back with all the emotion that flooded him and he thanked the gods, fate, destiny, whatever it was that had given him Natasha, that she had seen him as worthy of her love. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was sometimes and still occasionally woke in a cold sweat at night, reaching for her, terrified he’d find out it was all just a dream.

  “I think our son should carry your father’s name baby. He was a good man to both you and your Mother, that’s obvious from the way you’ve both spoken of him, but how about we call him Nathaniel?” He suggested.

  “Really? You would be happy to do that?”

  He dropped a kiss on her lips. “Of course baby. You’re giving me the gift of our daughter carrying the female version of my name. So why would I not consider it just as great a gift for our son to carry the name from the man who was such an influence in your life and an honourable husband and Father?”

  He watched as tears shimmered in her eyes. “What’s wrong baby?”

  She smiled, reaching up to cup his cheek. “There’s nothing wrong Eric, I just wonder sometimes how I got so lucky.”

  He frowned at her words, not understanding her meaning. “Lucky about what?”

  “I’m lucky that I have you Eric. I love you so much, I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

  “You’ll never have to find out baby. I told you once my ring went on your finger, there was no backing out. You are mine, I’ll never let you go.�
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  He kissed her again, his lips moving over hers gently, lovingly. He felt Natasha’s fingers in his hair and when he finally pulled back and stared down at her, he could see her love for him blazing in her eyes just as he was sure that the love he felt for her was reflected in his. God but he loved her. He never knew he could feel like this for someone else and now that he was experiencing the high of loving someone and being loved in return, he wondered how he’d ever survived so long without it.

  Natasha suddenly sat up and went into her usual scrambling act to get up when her stomach kept getting in her way. Eric couldn’t help grinning at the sight of her struggles to get up. She turned back and caught him watching her and he tried to wipe the smile off his face, but couldn’t.

  “Don’t you dare say anything.” She warned him and he held his hands up in surrender.

  “I wasn’t going to say anything.” He fought the natural desire to laugh at her expression. His eyes followed her as she walked over to the entertainment cabinet and reached to the back of one of the shelves. She headed back to him carrying a small bag which immediately piqued his curiosity.

  When she climbed back on the bed his eyes moved over her naked body but when he raised his eyes to hers, she was looking at him nervously. What on earth had her looking like that? Before he could ask her, she began to talk. “I bought this for you today Eric and I’m not sure if you’ll want to wear it. I know not all men do wear them but I’m hoping you will, but I…” She stopped with her nervous chatter when he picked up the bag she’d put down on the bed and reached in to pull out the small jeweller’s box. He opened the lid and stared down at the ring nestled inside, not saying anything, just staring at it. She’d bought him a wedding band? She was nervous about giving him this? He hadn’t thought about wearing a wedding band with him being so focused on making sure Natasha had everything the way she would like it for their wedding but he was strangely moved that she would want him to wear one. His silence must have made her worry he wasn’t happy because she resumed her nervous chatter.