“Holy shit,” tore from my lips. The tone of my voice sounded shaky as the words died on my lips. I became lost in the feel of my man beneath my thighs and my brain quickly went into a meltdown.
It had only taken seconds for me to fall over the edge and my release was so violent in nature that my butt bucked right upoff the bed. Suddenly, it all felt like too much and I frantically ripped at his hair in desperation to make him stop.
My clit left Alfie’s lips with a pop at the same time as he slowly removed his fingers. Resting his hands on my hips he held me back down on the bed. “That was fast. I didn’t expect that,” he said in a low, gruff tone.
“Me neither,” I agreed. A wave of exhaustion washed over me, and I immediately felt washed out. That was until he shuffled up the bed, climbed above me, flipped me over and sat me in reverse onto his chest.
“You smell incredible,” he mumbled while he took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. With his thumb over mine he stroked over his apadravya. “Still like this, baby?” he asked, then hissed when I shook his hand off and began to play with it on my own.
“I do. I’ll admit I was afraid of it at first, but you won me over the first time it hit my G-spot.”
Alfie laughed, placed his hand over mine again and pumped his hand up and down, setting a pace for me. “This never gets old,” he muttered more to himself than me. “I want you to suck me off, but I think I need to be inside you more,” he confessed.
Sliding off his body, I knelt in a sixty-nine position and took his cock in my mouth. “Fuuuuck,” he said, drawing the word out. He slapped my ass. “You have no idea how that feels,” he mumbled when I sucked and toyed with his APA in my mouth.
Bobbing my head, I had just struck up a decent rhythm when he reached down, scooped my wild hair in his hand and pulled my head away.
“Up here,” he said, slapping his thighs. “Climb on, baby.”
Shifting position, I did as he asked and straddled his body. Alfie aimed his cock at my entrance and slowly lowered me down. “Since you’re pregnant, I’m leaving it up to you to tell me if I get too rough or adventurous whenever we fuck. I’m not oneof these guys that is afraid to fuck his wife because she’s carrying a baby, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you both, because I do.”
For a good solid minute, Alfie held me by my hips and rocked me back and forth. The friction of my clit against his hard pubic bone almost made me come again. “Feel that?” he asked, even though he’d likely witnessed my eyes rolling back in my head. “I love fucking you, baby. Feel how we fit so well? God, you’re so damn hot,” he babbled as his pace shifted from slow undulations to hot, carnal fucking.
“Oh, God,” I moaned as he thrust harder, his APA hitting my G-spot again.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.
“I want whatever you want,” I replied, no longer caring what he did to me because everything felt so good.
“I want you to come, scream my name and tell me you’ll never leave me.”
“Alfie Black, you’re my life, no matter what you think. I never want you to feel insecure again because I am going nowhere.” No sooner were the words out of my mouth than Alfie flipped me onto my back, spread my legs wider again and rode me so hard I fell apart, screaming his name.
CHAPTER 55
LILY
FLORIDA STATE UNIVERSITY COHORT REUNION
“I’m excited to see how everyone is, what they’re doing and how they have fared in life,” I said with a flutter of excitement in my belly.
“Yeah, pity there’s no surprises or secrets about us, what with us being in the public eye all the time,” Alfie mused in the back seat of our Mercedes SUV, being driven by Oscar.
“We do still have one little secret, but I don’t want our baby to be common knowledge just yet,” I admitted.
“Agreed. It’s been stressful enough with the people you know not responding in the best possible way for you.” Alfie leaned over, pressed a lingering kiss to my lips, then sat back and squeezed my hand. “You look beautiful tonight… but then you always do,” he said, chuckling. He lifted my hand and brushed his lips on my knuckles.
“I’m happy we told all the important people in our lives, but I’d prefer to enjoy the news by ourselves for a while longer,” I confessed.
“Yeah, and fuck anyone who isn’t happy for us. This isn’t the time for that selfish ‘what about me’ mentality. I can’t get over Lennie’s take on our news. I know that devastated you because he’s always fought in your corner on things. But, in a way I’m glad because now perhaps you’ll follow your gut instead of trying to please everyone.”
“I know, and in a way, it also makes me feel worse that I sometimes shared the little time we had together by showing up for the band.”
Alfie pulled me against him in our seat and let out a sigh of relief. “Forget it, we’re in a better place now for my middle age crisis because we put everything out on the table. Let’s be thankful that we’re so passionate about what we have and just go and have fun tonight.”
We hadn’t decided to be fashionably late, but the road off the island appeared to be slower than usual, and because of where it entered the mainland, it was at the opposite end of town from where we were headed. This meant we didn’t arrive until a good half an hour after the event had started.
The sun was just setting by the time Oscar pulled into the parking lot of the college setting that held so many memories for us. Memories from our distant past—some fond and some more painful to recall. Now, those memories seemed like a coloring book of our lives, with some of the pages fully fleshed out invibrant colors, some half crayoned but not finished, and other pages yet to be marked.
