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“They grew,” she said softly, answering his question.

“I know that, Alyssa. I just didn’t know they’d go from light pink to dark pink or so big.”

Alyssa’s smile faltered. She brought her arms to her chest to cover herself. She told him she wasn’t the same as before …

John sat back on his heels. “Stop.” He reached for her wrists and gripped them.

“No. I told you I wasn’t the same,” she pulled away.

“And I told you I like you the way you are,” he reminded her. John laced his fingers through hers and placed their joined hands by the sides of her head. She wanted him to push? He was going to.

He slanted his mouth over hers and stretched out down her body. One leg was bent under her knee while the other was laid out by her side with his hard cock nestled in her sweet folds. He kissed her senseless until she held still. John leaned down and traced his tongue around her areola until every part was wet from him. Alyssa groaned so seductively that his cock twitched. He tongued her nipple with no reserve, nibbled and pulled on it until she was pushing her hips into his. She fought under his hold, but he wasn’t letting up.

“Johnny …” she moaned.

But he didn’t answer, he just switched to the other side and showed her other breast the same attention.

“Oh God.”

Carefully, he loosened his hold on her wrists and slid down her body, his tongue leaving a trail of wetness on her stomach.

Alyssa tried to sit up on her elbows, but John pushed her chest down. “Lay still,” he ordered.

Gulping, Alyssa did as he said. John got comfortable between her legs. He spread her wide, as wide as her hips would allow and stared down at her center. She was exposed, bearing all to John in this position. Alyssa held her breath and squeezed her eyes shut. It was erotic and freeing at the same time.

Not only did she have stretch marks on her stomach and hips, but she had them on her legs as well. Instantly, her John high was gone. Surely he did not like to look at the scaring on her once supple body? She needed to stop him from doing anymore. As much as she was enjoying the moment, it couldn’t go any further.

Yeah, no way would he want her baby weight carrying body anymore.

Just as she was about to close her legs to end the night, John bent his head down and ran his tongue up her slit. Goose bumps broke out over her skin as he did it again from top to bottom. Alyssa sighed, her body turning soft and billowy under him, forgetting about her insecurities. John’s tongue delved deeper, slipping past the crease and touching her more intimately than ever before. Alyssa’s hips rolled up, her hands fisting the sheets as she lost all train of thought while John lovingly lapped at her. Never had it felt this good. He pulled and manipulated her inner lips, sucking and licking all around. A shiver broke out across her body, and her thighs tightened around John’s shoulders.

“Mmmm …” she moaned.

His finger entered her as his lips wrapped around her clit and ran in circles. A shot of heat whipped down her spine and into her toes. Her hips bucked off the bed and she grabbed Johns head. It had been a while since she had any kind of penetration, and his finger was slowly stretching her out, working the walls of her sex. The tightness combined with his sinful mouth relaxed her body and allowed her legs to fall open. It felt so incredible …

“Johnny … so good …”

Picking his head up, he grinned. “Just wait until I slide into you.” Alyssa’s eyes widened. “Don’t give me that look, baby. You want me in you just as bad as I want to be in you. Just let me touch you a little more. You’re really tight and I need to stretch you out first so it doesn’t hurt,” he finished, then ran his tongue down her again and pushed at her opening.

Alyssa’s eyes glossed over. “It’s been a long time …”

“I know. I can tell,” he answered against her.

“John,” she groaned “As much as I do want it, I don’t have a condom.”

“You don’t?”

“Well, no. Why would I? I don’t need them since I’m not sleeping with anyone.”

“As much as I love hearing you’re not fucking anyone else again, because that would really set me off, I just figured you had some sort of protection. Are you on birth control?”

“No. There was no reason to be on it.”

John sat up. “Wait. When was the last time you had sex?”

Alyssa cringed thinking about the last time they’d had sex.

“Well …” her eyes drifted past John’s shoulder, tears forming. She really didn’t want to tell John, but she didn’t want to lie either. He’d been so good to her, and she needed to do the same.