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Shayla sucks in a shuddery breath, wraps her arms around my neck, and moans my name each time she raises her hips and lowers herself back down on my cock, sucking in a sharp breath when I’m bottomed out inside her.
When she raises and lowers herself a fourth time, I remind her, “You said three strokes.” I hate myself in these moments. I know I’m doing the right thing, but sometimes I really want to be bad. To let her forget how many strokes she told me I could have before pulling out.
She pouts but nods. I grip her hips and help her slowly lift off my lap. We pause and both look down at where we’re joined, with just my tip left inside her slick, swollen, pink pussy.
“Oh fuck, look at that, angel. So unbelievably sexy.” My arms tremble with the need to slam her back down on my lap, and I strain to keep my muscles locked instead of doing just that.
“Three more,” she begs and wiggles her hips.
I can’t deny her. I’ll never deny her anything she wants. We count together as she sinks down, and my dick bottoms out inside her tight pussy.
“One.”
“Two.”
“Three.” She doesn’t lift off after three. Her pussy walls pulse around my shaft, and I grit my teeth to hold back my orgasm.
“Angel, that’s three,” I remind her, not that I need to.
She knows. It’s obvious with the way she clenches around me and bites the inside of her cheek. Finally, she breaks eye contact to look for the dreaded condom. It doesn’t take long to find it on the floor where I must have dropped it next to my chair.
“Shit, we need to get another one,” I say, though I can’t think of anything I want to do less than get a new condom.
Instead of pulling her off, I stand, supporting her weight with one hand under her ass, the other tightly wound around her back with my dick sheathed inside her. Fucking. Heaven. She hooks her legs around my waist, and I make another mad dash to my bathroom, though I only make it halfway down the hall before slowing down. Each step causes her to bounce and clench around me, and I selfishly turn each step into a stomp so she’ll bounce harder.
The only reason I finally rush into my bedroom instead of slowing down further is that her moaning gets louder and higher pitched. My brain will simply implode if she wakes one of our babies, forcing us to stop to tend to them.
With Shayla still on my dick, we make it into the bathroom so I can grab a new condom. I crawl across the bed to lay her in the middle of the mattress. She doesn’t relax her legs, keeping her ankles locked together behind my back. I want to prolong this moment for as long as possible, so I drop my weight on her hips and take her lush lips with mine in a near-endless kiss while she pulses around my cock.
I finally break the kiss when she starts rolling her hips up. We both groan when I slide my knees under me and sit back on my heels, sliding my dick slowly out of her, once again groaning at the sight of my tip still lodged inside her, stretching her opening before pulling out completely.
My hands shake as I tear open the new condom wrapper. Shayla sits up and palms my shaft before I can roll it on. I drop my head back and fuck up into her fist.
“Goddamn, angel, you feel so good.”
She tightens her fist and kisses her way up my throat to my ear, where she nips the lobe. “Two more strokes,” she whispers.
I snap my gaze to hers. “We’re playing with fire here.”
Her eyes flare. “I know.”
I shove her down on her back and fill her pussy with a rough stroke all in one move. Her sex pulses around me, and I jerk my hips back and surge into her again as she screams my name.
“Oh god, yes, James. Don’t stop!”
“You’re killing me, angel. I’m trying so hard to be good for you.” I snap my hips back and plunge back into her depths, stealing another stroke. “Don’t want you to regret this. Have to pull out.” I give myself three extra strokes and yank myself out. Before I have the chance to look for the new condom that I have also dropped, rendering it useless, Shayla springs up and pushes me onto my back.
“Just a little more.” She steals my breath when she climbs on top and sinks down fully on my cock. “Tell me when you’re going to cum, and we can stop and put the condom on.” She rolls her hips, and I give up all my resistance, which was already lagging dangerously.
“Fuck, you know I can’t say no to you. Ride my cock, angel.” I grip her hips and help her bounce up and down, entranced by the way it makes her heavy tits sway side to side. Even though I’m on the verge of cumming with each bounce and twist of her hips, I manage to hold it back by sheer willpower alone, needing her to cum before I do.
“Lean back and brace your hands on my knees,” I command her, and she complies with a long moan. I slide one hand between us so I can roll her clit with my thumb and palm her lower belly stretched taut with her back arched this way. There are a few faint pink stretch marks that I hadn’t noticed before. “You really are the woman of my dreams,” I say as I trace a few of the marks. “You were so beautiful when you were pregnant, though I didn’t know it at the time. I wish I could have seen you up close, your belly so full and round. It’s a miracle what your body can do.”
She sucks in a breath, and her pussy walls flutter around my shaft. I brace my heels on the bed so I can thrust up into her as she grinds in her arched position. I slide a hand up to her full breasts and knead one, milking it as I continue to massage her clit, applying more pleasure.
“If we’re not careful, it’s going to swell again with my baby,” I whisper darkly, my heart and dick swelling at the same time.
Her thighs clench, and she moans as she drops her head back, looking like a goddess, as her milk leaks from her tips and trickles down her breasts. “Oh god, James. I’m going to cum!”
