Page 56 of The Final Game


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I lean down to kiss him, smiling against his mouth and let my hand fall from his cock, shuffling on his lap so his cock fits between my pussy lips as I start to slowly rub myself on him.

“Christ, you’re so fucking wet,” he grunts, gripping my thighs as I continue to move my hips back and forth, the tip of his dick hitting my clit just right. “God, that’s so… ugh.” Chris thrusts his hips, cum shooting out of his cock a second later.

I keep moving my hips, moaning at the feel of his cock rubbing against my clit as I swipe my finger across his stomach, licking the cum off. “I wanted this inside me,” I tell him with an arched brow.

He chuckles, groaning as I keep moving. “You want me to impregnant you already?” he teases.

I pause, placing my hands flat on his stomach as I stop moving, my brows furrowing as I look down at him. “That would be too crazy… right?” I ask, anticipating his response.

“I mean…” He shrugs. “Not really.”

I blink. “No?”

He shrugs again. “We want a familysomeday, right?”

Hearing the word family makes my lips twitch into a smile. We both had a fucked-up family growing up, so the thought of us making our own little family heals a part of me that I didn’t realize was still broken.

“We just got married,” I point out.

He shakes his head. “I would have had a baby with you even before you had my ring on your finger,” he says, tracing said ring with his thumb.

Something settles inside me. “You would?”

He nods, his eyes earnest. “I want everything with you,” he says. “The thought of seeing your belly plump and round with my baby makes me really fucking happy.” His eyes light up, and my heart races with the love I have for him.

I lean down to brush my lips against his. “I can’t wait to have a family with you,” I tell him.

He cups my face, returning my smile. “We can talk about all of the details later,” he says. “Now get on my cock. I want inside you.”

I let out a laugh, arching a brow. And he callsmeinsatiable. “Already?”

“I told you,” he says with a smirk. “You look at me and I’m ready to go.”

I lift onto my knees, wrap my fist around his cock and slowly lower onto him, inch by torturous inch, letting out a deep moan when I’m all the way to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he groans when I lift off his cock, only to slam back down, the feel of him deep inside of me too much to handle. “That’s it. Ride me.” His low, husky voice brings out a moan deep from my throat as I place my hands flat on hischest, grinding my clit against his pelvis every time I drop onto his cock.

“God,” I gasp, throwing my head back. “This feels so fucking good.”

Chris lets out soft moans, his heavy breaths of pleasure making me wetter as he reaches up and toys with my nipple piercings, making the pleasure grow with each second.

“I’m almost there,” I murmur, squeezing my eyes closed as the feeling crests. “Fuck. Yes. Yes. Y—”

I gasp when a knock hits our door, and I jump off Chris’s cock, pulling the sheet up.

“Oh no,” I hear Grayson’s dry voice from the other side of the door. “Did I interrupt you guys?” My eyes narrow when I hear his low chuckle.

“Go the fuck away,” I call out.

“This is revenge for cockblocking me this whole week,” he says with another laugh.

I groan, burying my head in my hands. “I’m going to fucking kill him.”

Chris lets out a laugh, pulling my hands away. “Good thing I’m your husband now,” he says with a smirk. “I can’t testify against you.”

His soft brown eyes make me smile. “You’d kill him with me?” I tease.

Chris sputters out a cough. “Maybe let’s put murder in the backburner for now,” he jokes. “It’s only one more day, baby,” he says, rolling on top of me. “One more day, and then we’re on our way to our honeymoon.”

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