Page 76 of Sinister Red
And the second Sam curls his fingers and presses down on my clit, I explode.
My climax races through me like lightning, every inch of my body on fire, but what sends me reeling, what has my orgasm spiking and stars dancing across my vision is making eye contact with my Sammy as the first rope of his cum fills my mouth.
“Fuck,” Sam moans, his hips jerky but his hand steady. His orgasm rolls through him as he continues to pump his cock between my lips, and I happily suck and drink him down while Sam continues fucking me with his skilled fingers, this beautiful man riding out every last ounce of my release until we’re both sated for now.
“Jesus, Cookie.” Sammy laughs a little as I remove my mouth and smile up at him. “That was…” He shakes his head then dips his it to kiss me. “I need to be inside you right now.”
“You don’t consider that—“ Before I can say anything else, Sam has me on my back, a hand on either side of my head and one of his knees between my legs. “Sammy—“
“You have to give me a second, but I figure that’s enough time for me to get you naked, then I can lay here with you while you tell me about your day, my dick nestled against your pussy, that should have me ready to go again real soon…” He grins as kisses my neck. “You are my forever, so you’re all I need.” I give Sam a watery smile as he meets my eyes, his own falling as soon as he sees the tears. “Sofie, what— “
“I’m pregnant,” I blurt, successfully killing the mood with my inability to hide this anymore. I can’t keep it from him, not when Sammy says things like that while looking at me like I mean more to him than anything in the world.
Sam goes completely still and just blinks at me.
Which is when my heart starts pounding so hard I’m sure this man can hear it.
His lack of response is terrifying, but when his brow furrows in confusion and Red pushes himself up to hover over me, well, terrifying doesn’t really describe it.
“You… you’re what?”
I nod. “Pregnant.”
“What?”
“I’m pregnant, Sammy. Just over twelve weeks.”
“You’re what?” He moves so he’s next to me, but his eyes continue burning into mine. “Repeat that.”
Oh great, he had a stroke.“Twelve weeks and two days pregnant. With your baby.”
Tears well in Sam’s eyes and for the first time in almost fifteen years of knowing him, I don’t know what that means. “How long have you known?”
My heart stops, then drops to the pit of my stomach. This,thiswas the question I was dreading the most. “Five-and-a-half weeks…”
“Five and a—” He shakes his head then sits up and turns away from me. “You’ve been… you’ve known…” Sam scrubs a hand over his hair and sighs. “Five-and-a-half weeks…”
“Sammy.” I scramble to an upright position, reaching for the man I love but hesitating just before I touch him. “I was going to tell you, I never meant to keep it from you. I… I just—after last time I wanted to be sure…” My throat goes tight and a tear slips down my cheek as Sam gets up from the bed.I’m going to lose him over this.“I was going to tell you no matter what, no matter what happened, but I wanted to be sure that everything was ok, I wanted…”
I watch as Sam plants his hands on his hips and hangs his head before he starts searching the floor.
“Sammy?”
“And you just blurt it after giving me a blowjob?”
I cringe a little at that because, yeah, it probably wasn’t the best delivery. Nothing likeyour cum is running down my throat, but guess what? You’re going to be a father, yay!“Sammy, I can explain. Just let me…”
He snatches the rumpled denim from the floor and I start to panic.
He’s going to leave.
Sam is going to leave because I didn’t tell him I was pregnant right away.
He’s going to think I don’t want to have a baby with him, that I don’t want to start a family with him.
Sammy is going to think this is just like last time and he’s going to leave me and our baby.
“I didn’t want to do it like this, Sofie.” Sam sighs as he turns to face me again. “I actually had a plan.”
