Page 42 of The Road Back to Us

He walked us over to the bed and then lowered me to it gently, his eyes watching me with such intensity that I felt the weight of his desire to touch me again. My lip quivered as my whole body reacted to it, desperate to feel the pleasure he was sure to deliver.

“You ready for me to take care of that for you?” he asked softly, reaching behind to pull his shirt over his head.

I stared in awe at his body, mine on fire with the need to be touched by him.

“Cole, are you sure we should do this? I mean, I don’t want to keep crossing the line and making things harder for us.”

“Lyric, you’re pregnant with my baby, and we are still technically married. I think we’ve already crossed all the lines we can cross at this point. But if you don’t want to, we don’t have to do this.”

I chewed my lip as I stared at him.

“Well, when you put it like that,” I said, laughing when he gently pushed me back and tickled my sides before climbing on top of me and kissing my neck.

I didn’t fight the moan that escaped my lips as I gave in to his touch. His every touch set my body on fire, making me want him with a need I hadn’t felt before. While I was all about the foreplay and taking our time to enjoy each other, I had one thing on my mind and was determined to get it.

“I want your cock,” I moaned, linking my hands behind his neck as he lifted his head and grinned at me.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me,” he teased with a wink.

“I’m serious, Cole,” I whined. “I need your cock inside of me now. If you don’t give it to me, I might very well combust, and you’d have that to weigh on your conscience.”

“Well, we wouldn’t want that to happen, would we?”

I didn’t answer because he went back to kissing my neck while somehow also stripping both of us free of our clothes from the waist down. I spread my legs open the best I could with the weight of his body pressing down on me. I could feel the heat rolling off of him, but it was the purely heavenly feeling of his cock pushing inside me that sent me over the edge.

“Fuck!” I yelled, lifting my hips to drive him in deeper. “Fuck, that feels so good. Fuuuccckkk meee.”

“I plan to.”

Then he did exactly that.

He pinned my legs over his shoulders as he thrust hard and deep inside my pussy, stretching me each time he pulled out and slammed back in. I could already feel an orgasm building, even though he hadn’t touched my clit yet. It was like he had a magical dick and could make me come in new ways if he wanted to.

I did my best to pull my tank top over my head, thrilled that I didn’t have a bra on, so I didn’t have to mess with that. I tossed it to the side, hitting him in the head on accident in the process.

“Sorry,” I said with a laugh, surprised that he didn’t seem bothered by it at all.

“I like it rough.” He winked again and then lowered his mouth to my nipple and began sucking.

I cried out, the sensation overwhelming as he continued fucking me as if his life depended on it. There was an alternating sense of pain and pleasure as he sucked that nearly made me come, but as soon as I got close, he would pull back so I wouldn’t. I was about to get frustrated and say something, but then he latched onto a nipple and lowered his hand between us as he rubbed my clit. The combination of nipple stimulation, getting a thorough dicking, and having my clit rubbed was enough to have me screaming his name as I came harder than I ever had before.

A few seconds later, I felt his body stiffen as he grunted and came inside me.

Thirty-Eight

Cole

I was perfectly content as I laid beside Lyric, knowing that my cum was dripping down her thighs. While I had every intention of getting up to grab a washcloth to clean her up, my body was spent. I had zero energy after coming so hard inside of her that I swore I saw stars.

She sighed contentedly, not bothering to move as her hand found mine and held it. I tried not to focus on it too much because even though Lyric was currently letting her guard down around me, I knew how quickly she could put it back up. I wasn’t ready for that, and the thought that it could happen at any time had me constantly feeling on edge.

“That was incredible,” she said quietly, tilting her head to look at me. “I know the sex has always been good with us, but that felt... different.”

“Bad different?” I furrowed my eyebrows as I rolled onto my side to see her better, not letting go of her hand.

“No, not in the least.” She took a deep breath in and slowly let it out as she thought about how to explain it. “It was like we pushed aside any feelings and just fucked. Does that make sense?”

I nodded, giving it some thought.