Her enthusiasm isn’t helping me put on the brakes, but I remind myself that she’s pregnant, so it’s not the time to fuck her through the shower stall.
I take her mouth. Kiss her slowly. Nibble her bottom lip. “We have all night, biscuit. No need to rush this. Don’t want to hurt you.”
She groans and writhes in my arms. “You’re torturing me, Billy. Do it now.”
Gotta say, there’s nothing quite like getting Roxy this worked up. Her nipples are tight, her pussy is dripping wet, and she’s panting like she’s going out of her mind. It’s fucking hot as hell.
I’m gonna make my girl come so hard. Grabbing her by her ass, I bend my knees and notch my dick in her tight hole. She groans as I work my way in.
“Faster,” she pants.
No, we’re not going faster. She weighs maybe a buck ten. I’m basically twice her size. My dick looks enormous pressed up against her. I definitely need to take my time. If she wasn’t pregnant, I’d take her up on the offer, but I can’t manhandle her our first time together.
I grab her gorgeous face and kiss her as I let gravity take over. It’s my turn to groan. “Holy shit, Roxy. You feel like heaven, baby. So fucking tight.”
I’m still not in all the way. I glance between us, which I shouldn’t do because seeing her pussy stretched around me makes me want to blow my load.
“Oh my God. Yes, Billy. More.”
Finally, she sinks down fully and shudders in my arms.
“You okay?” I grit out. Frantic, she nods and reaches between us to rub her clit. “Let me do the honors.” I take over for her, circling her clit with my thumb. Slow, then fast. Slow, then fast. She’s moaning and thrashing, and I take a second to run my finger over her lips as they swallow my thick cock.
Then I lift her off me and let her slide down. She squeals and scratches my shoulders. “Again!” she shouts.
This time, she flutters around me so hard, my eyes roll back in my head.
I bury my face in her shoulder as I repeat the motion. Lift, drop, bottom out. Lift, drop, bottom out. My balls pull up tight, and I bite her neck.
Suddenly, she’s shrieking and pulsing around me so hard, I explode. That seems to set off another orgasm, and I hang on to her as we both quake.
It takes all of my strength to stay standing.
I’ve won a lot of football games. Thrown the winning touchdown in my high school state championship. Just won a national college championship.
But I’m not sure anything has felt as good as when Roxy, who’s still impaled on me, opens her sleepy eyes, takes my face in her small hands, and kisses me long and slow under the hot water.
It’s in this moment I realize how much I’ve been lying to myself.
About everything.
Because this thing with Roxy?
It’s anything but fake.
Now I just need to prove to her I’m the kind of man she can count on.
28
ROXY
Bright morning sunfilters through the blinds. I’m cocooned in warmth. Billy’s spooning me from behind, but this time we’re both naked. Feeling him skin on skin almost makes me moan with delight. He has one giant hand on my breast, one muscular thigh wedged between mine, and his morning wood is pressed against my ass.
His alarm goes off, but I don’t want him to get up.
“Don’t go,” I whisper, my voice hoarse from all that screaming last night. I can admit I was embarrassingly loud, but bouncing on his monster dick made me have an out-of-body experience.
“Don’t wanna go, biscuit, but I have to hit that morning workout.”
