by Ana Sparks
“Do you like that, Jen?” he asked, when he came up for air.
“Yes! Just-like-that!” Jen could feel her inner muscles tightening as an orgasm started to build up deep within her. Her knees started to tremble, and Dan stopped licking at her and finger fucked her harder and deeper, his thumb grazing over the hood of her clit.
“Come for me, baby.” His words were a command that she was powerless to ignore, and with a moan, Jen lost all control and fell into an orgasm that was stronger than any she’d ever experienced before. Dan carried on using his fingers to pound her as her pussy clenched and unclenched, soaking his hand in her juices.
As her climax eased, he withdrew his fingers, watching her face as he licked them dry. “You taste even sweeter now.” Jen was so dazed that she couldn’t even answer him, and he leaned forward and gave her a kiss, running his tongue over her lips. “You taste as beautiful as you look.”
He started to trail kisses over her cheeks, nuzzling into her neck and giving little nips with his teeth. Jen could feel the weight of his still hard cock brush against her belly, and she pushed her pelvis up to rub against him.
Dan laughed as he looked down at her. “I knew you’d be insatiable,” he said, and Jen knew that it was most definitely not a criticism. “I’m going to make love to you now, Jen.” Her body responded with another tremor of desire. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
Her smile and nod was all the encouragement he needed, and he reached down between their bodies to take his cock in his hand once more. He held himself at her opening, rubbing up and down her glistening slit before pushing in slightly, giving her time to open up to his size.
He pushed himself into her slowly, inch by inch, until he was completely sheathed inside her. Instead of withdrawing, he kept himself still, moving only his head as he leaned down to take one of her nipples between his teeth and gently bite down. As she gasped, he pulled slowly out of her before once again pausing.
Jen wrapped her arms around his waist and grabbed hold of his ass cheeks, digging her nails in as she tried to pull him back into her.
“Stop teasing and fuck me!” Her legs went around him and she locked her ankles together, using them to pull herself up, and him into her. With her arms now around his neck, she buried her face into his throat, nibbling at his skin.
He growled deep in his throat, the muscles on his arms and back rippling with the effort it was taking him not to pound her mercilessly.
“You want to be fucked properly, huh?”
“Yes!” Jen almost hissed at him in frustration. “Please, Dan!”
“You beg so sweetly.” On the last word he thrust into her, no gentleness or slowness this time. The air left Jen’s lungs in a whoosh, and she felt as though she was going to be split in two. But she wanted more, and Dan was determined to give her what she was asking for, as time and time again he slammed into her.
Without missing a stroke, he pulled her down from the couch so that she was straddling him. He lay back on the carpeted floor, and she leaned forwards to put her hands on his chest for support. With his huge hands on her hips, he bounced her up and down, thrusting up into her fiercely with every downward movement that her body made.
As the sweat trickled down between her shoulder blades, Jen thought that she had never felt so alive or so sexy as she did right then. Dan raised his head up off the floor and leaned forward so that he could take her nipples in his mouth again.
“These are going to get so big as the baby grows inside you.”
She’d never thought that being pregnant could be erotic, but his words almost sent her over the edge. “Shit, Dan. I don’t think I can take m-much more.”
“Sure you can. You can take everything I give you. And I’ve got-a-lot to give-you.” His words were punctuated with even harder thrusts, and she moaned with pleasure as she leaned back on him, reaching her arms back behind her to rest her hands on his legs.
“Perfect,” Dan murmured.
She looked at his face and saw him looking down at where their bodies were joined, watching his shaft going in and out of her pussy. He reached with his hand and slid a finger over her clit, and Jen couldn't hold back any longer. Her orgasm was instantaneous, soaking his cock and balls in her wetness.
As soon as she’d calmed down, Dan changed their position yet again, lifting her up and off him and turning her so that she was on her knees facing the couch. He pushed her head down so that it was resting on the cushioned seat, and then positioned himself behind her, raising her hips up and sliding his body in between her legs.
Jen held her breath as she felt the heat of his cock sliding between the cheeks of her ass. There was no gentleness this time as he thrust into her, hard, grunting with the force of it. With a hand tangled in her hair, he started to pound her, his shaft going so deep inside her that the air was knocked out of her lungs.
She could feel his balls slapping up against her clit as he fucked her, sending heightened sensations racing through her body. She reached down between her legs and cupped his balls, caressing them gently and feeling them tighten in her hand.
“Christ, Jen, that feels so damn good.”
He carried on pounding her, not slowing down for a second. She could feel another orgasm building up quickly inside her trembling body, and as he increased the tempo and slammed into her, she knew that he was close as well. A split second later he proved her right by unleashing his come deep inside of her, and they both moaned at the sensations of her inner walls pulsating and tightening.
Chapter Twelve
Neither of them were capable of moving for a few minutes until Dan sat up and lifted her gently back up onto the couch. “If you think that your massage is over, you’re going to be disappointed.”
“Are you serious? How have you even got the energy?” She was laughing as she spoke, and he grinned at her as he picked up her foot and started to rub at the sole of it again, making her feel boneless, weak, and deliciously relaxed.
“That feels so good.” Her voice was a whisper. She had never had a man take the time to give her a foot massage, and she thought that she could definitely get used to it.
“I’m glad. It’s nice for me, too.”
His voice was low, and she opened her eyes to look at him, surprised by the intent expression on his face. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts as he concentrated on attending to her.
“I think I could get used to pampering you, you know.” He finally looked up and caught her staring at him, and a slow blush crossed his rugged face. “You’re looking at me as if I’m an alien or something.”
“You may well be one. You’re the first man I’ve ever known who has given me a foot massage. I could get used to this.” And she really could. As his long fingers rubbed at the skin on the sole of her foot, she sank her head back and gave another blissful sigh.
She lost track of how long she lay there with her legs across his lap. She slowly became aware that her body was coming alive again as she enjoyed the attention her feet were getting, and she wriggled in her seat to try to alleviate the ache between her legs without Dan noticing.
“Are you okay? I can stop if you want me to.”
Jen bit back the moan of dismay as she realized he’d seen her moving and taken it to mean that she’d had enough. She shook her head. “No, I’m enjoying it. Honestly. I guess I’m just a little tense, is all. It’s been a long day.”
Dan changed position on the couch, swinging his one leg off and sitting up straight. “Come over here and sit with your back towards me. I do a mean shoulder massage as well.”
He reached for Jan’s hand and gave her a gentle tug, pulling her forwards until she swung her legs around and positioned herself between his legs with her back to his chest.
She held her breath as she felt his hands touch her shoulders over the top of her T-shirt. He tightened his grip softly and started to knead the base of her neck with his thumbs, and Jen’s head fell forward to give him better access.
She wasn’t conscious of how long he massaged her neck for, but she knew she could let him carry on doing it all night.
“Are you still cold?” His fingers pressed into her skin firmly but gently, and all Jen could do was shake her head to let him know that coldness wasn’t the reason for her shivering.
Minutes passed as he continued to massage her shoulders and neck, and then he started to move lower down on her back, his thumbs tracing over her spine as he went.
“Jen?” His voice was husky, and Jen’s breath hitched in her throat as she remembered the last time she’d heard him say her name like that. “Would I scare you away if I told you that I want you again?”
She didn’t pretend to misunderstand him. She was pregnant with his child, they’d just had a breathtaking session of sex, and they were way past playing mind games.
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
She heard him take a deep breath and let it out on a sigh, a split second before she felt his lips kiss the back of her neck and a new round of trembles raced through her body.
She tilted her head to the side, giving his mouth better access to her neck and the side of her throat, and as he trailed tender kisses from her ear down to her shoulder, she moaned softly in response.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have magic lips?”
He chuckled softly against her skin, and then his hands trailed their way around from her back and over her ribcage, coming up to cup her breasts.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have a magic body?”
It was Jen’s turn to laugh. “You say that now, but what are you going to say when I’m the size of a house and waddling around everywhere?”
“I’m still going to say that you’re the most beautiful woman in the world. It’s my baby that’s going to make you waddle, so how could I not love it?”
Jen felt inexplicably close to tears at his words. She didn’t think that anyone had ever said anything quite so sweet to her before.
“Dan?”
“Yes?”
“Stop talking and make love to me right now. Please.”
Brazen. That was the only word that could describe how she was feeling. It was a turn on to be this open with him.
Dan didn’t need to be asked twice, and with a growl he turned her in his arms and placed his lips over hers in a kiss that was as passionate as it was tender.
As Jen gave herself up to his touch, her back arched and her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his head into her bosom.
“God, Dan, that feels…” Her voice trailed off as he flicked her nipple with his tongue while his hand massaged her other breast.
“You taste so good.” His voice was raspy and she could feel the hardness of his erection beneath her lap. “I want to taste more of you, if you’ll let me.”
She moaned again, her body a mass of tingling nerve-endings that were literally screaming at her to say ‘yes’. Screaming for her to lay naked and open for him to do whatever he wanted to her.
“Of course I’ll let you.” There was no way she could have denied him even if she’d wanted to.
She started to move to get off of him, but he stopped her and swung his leg across her, flipping her around so that he was above her and she was lying on her back beneath him. If she hadn’t been aware of his strength before, she was now, as he maneuvered her as easily as if she weighed nothing.
He didn’t say a word as he scooted down between her legs. The flickering light from the fire danced over Jen's naked body, accentuating her curves and making her appear almost ethereal. The heat in Dan’s eyes let her know just how much he wanted her.
“Tonight, I want to show you that I get just as much pleasure from pleasuring you as anything else.”
As he’d been talking he’d knelt beside the couch, and his hand trailed from her collarbone, down over her breasts, and lower still, over her stomach to her pubic mound. Jen raised an arm and placed it behind her head so that she could look down and watch what he was doing, and as he lowered his head, she almost forgot to breathe.
She felt the warmth of his breath as his face neared its goal, and then his tongue forged a path between her lips, finding her clit with unerring precision and rolling gently over the hood. She let out her breath in a sigh as his tongue created small circles around the most sensitive part of her.
His tongue moved lower still, working its way over her skin and lapping at the juices that already coated her. He gave an appreciative moan as he tasted her properly, and as his tongue delved inside, he brought his finger down to rub over her aching and swollen clit.
Jen lost all track of time as Dan concentrated on pleasuring her. Time and time again she thought she would orgasm, but each time her body tensed, Dan would slow down his movements and bring her back from the edge until she felt that she would scream with frustration.
“Dan! Please.” She wasn’t sure what she was asking him for, but she instinctively knew that he would understand.
“What do you want, baby?”
He didn’t wait for her to reply. As soon as he’d finished talking, he plunged a finger into her wet pussy, finding her G-spot and caressing it while he used his tongue to flick over the top of her clit.
He raised his head briefly. “Is this what you want?”
Jen’s head was thrashing from side to side. She was in a state of desperation, her body screaming for release even as her mind cried out for the pleasure to last.
“Yes! God, yes, please!”
Dan chuckled softly, his lips vibrating against her clit as he moved his fingers in and out of her soaking pussy, pressing into her G-spot every time he thrust them back inside her again.
“Come for me, baby. I want to feel you soak my hand.”
His words were her undoing, and her climax hit her like a bolt of lightning as shock waves of pleasure rolled over her in delicious waves that seemed never ending. Her body bucked against his hand and face, her legs clamping closed tightly around his neck as she contorted uncontrollably.
She was incapable of speech, but her moans of pleasure spoke for themselves.
He waited for her body to come down, and then Dan lifted his head and claimed her mouth in a gentle kiss.
“You are so beautiful when you come.”
Another rippling orgasm rocked her still trembling body, and he laughed softly as he kissed her again.
“I want to fuck you again, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
Jen was touched by his thoughtfulness. “You won’t. I promise. I want to feel you inside me again, but it's been a long day, and I'm pretty exhausted.”
“I understand that. I wasn't expecting to be on the run from the cops by the time the day was over, either. How about I just hold you while we sleep? For tonight, anyway.”
He ended his sentence with a smile, and in that moment, Jen felt closer to him than she could ever remember feeling with any other man.
“I’d like that, Dan.”
Tomorrow was another day, but for now, as he climbed up on the couch to tuck her under his arm, she was content to simply fall asleep feeling safe, secure, and happy.
Chapter Thirteen
The following morning, Jen woke up feeling refreshed. She had slept better than she had in weeks, despite the dramatic events of the previous day.
Dan still had his arm around her, protecting her even as he slept. She wriggled out from under the blanket, careful not to wake him as she got up from the couch.
She made a quick trip to the bathroom after throwing on her clothes from the night before, then headed towards the kitchen to see what she could rustle up for breakfast. Despite her optimism, however, the house had been empty for so long that there was nothing much that she could use, so she decided to make a quick trip into town to pick up some supplies for them
both.
She stuck her head back around the living room door and smiled when she saw that Dan was still snoring softly. She headed back to the bathroom to have a quick shower and just a few minutes later, after writing a quick note for Dan, she was back in her car and heading into town.
Her cell phone rang as she was stopped at a red light, and after quickly checking to see who was calling, she sent it straight through to voicemail. The only time her parents ever called was when they wanted her to do something, but right now she had more important things to worry about.
Jen managed to get everything she needed in one store, and it wasn't long before she was on her way back to her temporary home. As she was pulling up in the driveway, she saw Mrs. Andrews, the neighbor who sometimes looked after the house, walking up the path.
The older woman stopped dead with a look of surprise on her face when she saw Jen pull up in the car.
“Why, Jennifer, what on earth are you doing here? Your parents never called to let me know you were coming. I would have gotten the place ready if I’d known.”
Jen got out of her car and gave the middle-aged woman a hug in greeting. “They didn’t know I was coming, Mrs. Andrews. I’ve got a lot of schoolwork to prepare so I decided to come up alone so that I could have some peace while I did it.”
Having graduated several months ago, it was a lie that Jen didn’t completely feel comfortable with, but the last thing she wanted was for people to know that she was here with a man, and a possible felon at that.
“I’ve just been out to get everything I need, so there’s no need for you to worry yourself,” Jen assured.
“Well, so long as you’re sure. You have my number, so just call me if you think of anything that you need.”
The two women hugged again before Mrs. Andrews turned around and walked back the way she’d came, much to Jen’s relief.
Dan was busy building the fire back up when she went back into the house, and he looked at her with a smile when he realized that Jen was standing there watching him.