Page 68 of Valentine's Eve


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“Is this a competition? I have every intention of being faithful to Hallow, even if.” I stopped short, catching myself.

“Even if you want me?” Kingpin stepped forward.

I felt the fleshy head against my lips. Felt it because my eyes were locked on his face. He traced my lips with the head of his dick, but the response written all over his features was what turned me on.

Heavens to Betsy. Why didn’t I leave? Why didn’t I just bite the damn thing and end it all? Gazing up at him, I read his jealousy plain as day. He wore it proudly. He couldn’t stand Hallow having been somewhere he hadn’t in a long while. His eyes screamed it from the mountain tops.

The man was on the brink of shattering his promise to have me. For me to suck him off. It was unbelievably wrong. Yet, I’d never been more compelled. Besides, Hallow had left me wet and wanting. He was off to go break up with the woman he’d moved in with. The woman who he’d been fucking on the regular. And he’d gotten his dick sucked many times over after he left me. He’d been with whores like Paisley, of all people. Fuck. Countless other women, I reckoned. He confessed to it. I’d said I forgave him. But did I? Was I wanting revenge? Or was it something much more? Did I just crave this bad man like before?

“Open up, my Angel,” Kingpin rasped, his eyes worshiping me.

Mastered by my libido, I opened wide. Kingpin’s ring covered fingers went into my hair as he took the back of my head. His piercing clinked against my teeth as his dick slipped between them. Humming, the biker lunged his cock deep into my mouth. Relaxing, I accommodated him. I let his dick hit the back of my throat. Showing off, I pleased him as best I could, slobbering and sucking. I sucked him dry. All the while, guilt marred my delight. Having had two cocks in my mouth that evening, it was as if I’d had a wine tasting but with dicks. Swirl, taste, spit. Repeat. And I didn’t know which one was better, exactly. Pierced and over the top, Kingpin’s was extra alright, like the man. And forbidden. I didn’t get a chance to spit Kingpin out.

“Fuck. I’m watching my salt,” I grumbled after I swallowed it all.

After that, the biker fell to his knees. He took off all my clothes in a tizzy. Which wasn’t easy to do with a pregnant lady. A willing participant, I lifted and twisted to help him along. A man on a mission, the biker had me naked and on top of him in no time. Kingpin had gotten completely naked too. His long hair was gone and his beard was a bit shorter, but his black tattoos and piercings were exactly the same, sexy as all get out. Like every other time we’d been together, a fervent energy took control of our bodies. The couch was too small as I sat on his dick. The head tucked between my folds, but he’d not entered me. Kingpin rubbed my pregnant tummy like a crystal ball.

“Do you think we’ll hurt the baby?” he asked.

“I’ve not been told I can’t have intercourse. But the doctor knows I’m single and not mingling. It’s not really come up. I’ve had plenty of orgasms, though,” I confessed. It’d gotten lonely when I was on my own.

“I hope they were all self-inflicted. I don’t have to worry about those Mexicans? They seemed sweet on you.”

“They were all on my own,” I clarified.

“Were you thinking of me?” There was a sparkle in his dark, lined eyes.

“Maybe once,” I admitted.

Reaching under us, Kingpin positioned himself as I lifted a bit. “I’ll let you take the lead,” he said.

So wet and juicy, I sat down, stabbing myself with his stiff dick. It fucking felt amazing. Even better than before. Kingpin let me take what I needed from him. I was so careful. The biker was so tender and sweet, but raunchy at the same time, rising to suck my tits. I got off in no time, and Kingpin was quick too. He squirted inside me. I figured it was a little too late to worry about that.

I collapsed at his side, my big belly about burying him in the couch. He tangled his legs in mine and kissed my forehead. His thumb brushed my cheek. His dark eyes searched mine for what I had no idea. I was affected. My heart fluttered, but I tried to ignore it.

Then he about bowled me over. “Promise me, you’ll wait for me.”

My fluttering heart flapped and stuck in my throat. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re going to tell him, right? After Sky has her babies. You said you won’t lie.”

“I don’t know,” I’d not thought that far. I’d pretty much lied to him. “Hallow’s coming back soon. Lordalmighty, he might already be back.”

Kingpin held me to him. “Promise you won’t let him have you like this. You won’t make love to him at least.” The man’s face dripped with vulnerability.

“Kingpin, I ain’t sure what you’re asking?”

Defeated, he bit his lip. I stared down at his beard. His eyes were just too intense, and they were wet. He stammered quietly, “I want to be with you. I’ve wanted it since the first time. Hell, I probably wanted it since I first laid eyes on you. I just didn’t know it. You and I are meant to be.”

The words caused goosebumps. “Meant to be, Kingpin? You said I shouldn’t think like that.”

“I was dead wrong, Angel.”

Scared of my own feelings, I got up as best as I could. Kingpin helped me. My tears started.

Kingpin flopped back on the couch as I tried to get dressed. “There you go again, crying,” he complained. “After we’ve had the best sex.”

“You always say all these things that never come to pass. Impossible things. I don’t believe you, now. I won’t be fooled again. I can’t give my heart to you.”

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