pillow and moaned into it. His hips bucked up into me. Driving his cock deeper and harder into me. Deeper and harder than seemed possible.
My body and world were filled with unyielding cock.
Oh my God. He was so big. So hot. So full of cum for me.
I stroked his balls while my pussy pumped against him. His girth glistened in the dim light as it appeared and reappeared.
His stomach clenched and his abs showed in stark relief of light and shadow. He was so gorgeous. So potent.
It hit me in a flash. An overwhelming quake of deep, genetic understanding.
I wanted to have his baby.
I wanted his cum inside me to grow a baby.
It was crazy to say. It was wrong in so many ways. But my body was certain.
Utterly sure.
I rode him harder, stroking his balls, silently begging for the salty gift within them.
My tight, silky glove squeezed and stroked him. His size filled me full over and over. Involuntary clenches crested again and again inside me. Each spasm sent a shudder through my body.
His balls clenched up, a little tightening. They were ready to fill me up. I was so happy.
I needed it and he would give it to me.
“Oh Juila,” he said through the muffled thickness of the pillow.
I froze.
Did he just say my name?
“What,” I said.
“Annika,” he asked and yanked the pillow off his face.
It took him an instant in the dim light. And then his eyes went wide as recognition registered.
Did he just say my name?
And then shower water shut off.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me up. Lust, rage, and need clouded his eyes. He was a chaos of primal emotions.
Then, unexpectedly, he slammed me back down on him. Buried his enormous cock inside me. I bit my lip, whimpered, and came all over him. My pussy clenched tight over and over as the waves crested through me. His balls tightened again and I knew he was about to spray his hot seed.
Then the bathroom door creaked open.
He threw me to the floor next to the bed. I lay there bent over while the orgasm shook the last waves out of me.
“Jesus Jacob,” Annika said. “Still hard as a rock? You need to finish that badly, huh?”
I felt the bed move as she climbed onto it.
“Fine, I can give you a couple minutes,” she said.
I snuck around the edge of the bed, my hard nipples dragging against the plush carpet. I made it to the foot of the bed and peeked over.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Jake’s feet splayed out, inches from my head. Annika sat next to him, her back to me. She peeled the condom off and slowly stroked him. Jake glanced at me as I popped up. He quickly looked away.
“Annika, stop it—“
“Jacob, please shut up. Your dick is straining to release. I never want to hear I don’t take care of you.”
“This is not—“
And then I ran my tongue across the pad of his foot. Between his toes. Circled around his big toe.
He moaned, deep and hungry.
“You were saying,” Annika said.
She stroked him a little more firmly.
I sucked his big toe into my warm, wet mouth. Ran my tongue under and around it. His leg stiffened and he groaned.
It was so hot. I shoved a finger into my dripping pussy. Plunged it in and out. Slid it up under the hood, to my clit, and rubbed back and forth.
“Suck it,” Jake said, “Suck it, baby.”
“Not gonna happen,” she said. “I just got out of the shower.”
I sucked his toes in and out, flicked my tongue on the pads. Fingered my pussy harder. Vibrated my clit faster.
“Oh God,” Jake said, “Suck it inside. Oh, yes.”
“Stop asking,” Annika said as she stroked him.
I sucked and slurped. Quiet slurps. But slurps nonetheless. Some of the slurps came from between my legs. Annika might have heard if Jake wasn’t groaning so loudly.
“Okay, baby,” he said, “I’m gonna come. Yes. Yes, okay.”
Annika stroked him faster. I sucked faster. Flicked my clit faster. He wasn’t the only one that was going to come.
“You’re gonna make me come,” he said. “Don’t stop.”
Jake’s body spasmed and
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