Page 28 of Forbidden Pregnancy (The Buffalo Italian Mob Family #2)

“I want you so fucking bad,” I whisper, pushing my tongue deeper and hoping desperately to make Myra cum. Her body pushes closer to mine and Myra’s fingers sink into the sheets, forming a fist as she struggles to control her shallow breathing.

I just need her to go over the edge and allow the pleasure to control her. Myra’s muscles quiver as her body braces for emotional and physical release. I rub her clit with my tongue as she draws closer and then add two fingers at the last minute to push her over the edge.

It works. Myra emits a startled moan and the high-pitched noise that comes out of her is more vulnerable than any sound I’ve ever heard her make.

It’s so fucking sexy. I need more of her.

Now. As Myra comes down from the euphoric high, I kiss my way down the length of her thighs, appreciating her soft, quivering flesh.

“I want to fuck you so bad, beautiful.”

Myra clutches and clings to my muscles as I position my body over hers. I have waited far too long for this. When I spread Myra’s thighs apart to allow my dick access to her entrance, they make a soaking wet squelching sound. Her juices gush forth like a freshly squeezed peach.

She’s so fucking sexy and thick that just getting my dick out of my pants and smacking it against Myra’s thighs is nearly enough to make me cum.

I’m the only man she’s ever been with too, which only adds to my possessive attachment to her.

I can make her bond to me and keep her bonded to me for the rest of our lives…

My dick rises along with the temptation to recklessly plant my seed between Myra’s legs.

I don’t ask if she’s on birth control – and I don’t care.

My hips move forward slowly as I tease the head of my cock against Myra’s soaking wet entrance.

Her tight entrance almost sucks my dick all the way in once I push past the head.

She is so damn tight that I groan and nearly buckle underneath my own weight from the intense surge of pleasure that travels up my dick through the rest of my body.

Myra moans and softens up, relinquishing some of her emotional control to me, despite her best efforts to remain nonchalant and detached in my presence.

I almost want to make her beg for my big white cock and admit that she craves nothing more than my dick buried inside her.

I want her to admit that all the weeks we sat together, I wasn’t alone in my sexual tension.

I doubt I could ever get Myra to say those words. But I can make her moan. I reach forcefully for Myra’s wrists and pin them over her head as I slowly spear her with the first thrust from my cock. I can’t believe how goddamn tight she feels.

“You feel so fucking good,” I growl, my grasp on Myra’s wrists tightens. She moans and instinctively struggles against my grasp. I can’t let her go… I won’t.

My hips move slightly and the urgent need for Myra intensifies.

My eyes lock onto hers and I can’t help but wonder if she also feels this reckless desire for me.

Would she risk everything to be with me the way I would for her?

She relinquishes some control over her emotions as our eyes meet.

Those gentle, dark brown eyes are sexy enough that my dick jerks inside her tightness and I almost cum on the spot.

Myra’s nails sink into my back and I bend my lips to meet hers, kissing her to prevent a premature finish.

Her body reacts to my intrusion and her hips buck to meet mine as I increase the pace between her legs.

Our bodies slowly shift in bed together as I move and I release control to my own pulsing lust for her.

I want more of this woman. I need to cum inside her.

Myra moans loudly, her pussy tightening around my cock as she emits that unwilling sound of pleasure.

“I want to put a baby in you so bad,” I whisper, running my tongue along Myra’s neck and biting on her flesh as I pump my cock into her harder. Biting her doesn’t just make her moan, Myra’s pussy gushes around my dick and forces me to drive into her harder… and faster.

I’m getting close already and desperate for Myra to have another climax around my dick before I release inside of her.

I need her eager and pliable for a thick helping of my baby batter…

My thumb moves slowly over Myra’s clit as I massage her to the edge.

She can’t resist how good my fingers feel alongside my big cock stretching out her tight little hole.

Her body gyrates against my hand as she helps fuck herself to an intense climax. I kiss her neck and praise her softly as she cums all over my dick.

“Good girl,” I whisper. “Good girl…”

She moans loudly after I whisper those two words in her ear. Her pussy grips my dick so forcefully that I can no longer fight the urge to pump my seed between her legs. I tighten my grasp on her wrists as I spiral out of control, nothing more than my instincts to erupt between a woman’s legs.

A spark explodes between us and my hips move forward with one last thrust. I throw my body weight forward, pushing Myra deeper into the bed as my cock touches the very back walls of her pussy and I release an enormous load of my seed inside her.

Holy fuck, it feels good. Everything about this, especially the risk of knocking Myra up and keeping her in my life forever just feels right.

I never want this to end. My dick jerks a few more times, releasing even more cum than I expected.

My body craves this woman more than I realized.

Slowly, I let myself come down off the high, even if it feels like I crash landed into this spent state.

Myra releases enough control over the situation to kiss me and draw me back into the moment.

Every time we sleep together, it’s special. That’s new for me – and everything here is new for her.

I don’t want to slide out of her, but I must for us to sleep and better yet, hold each other.

She’s the best thing to happen to me ever since this shitshow situation with Flora and Cosima’s separation.

Myra is a light in my life and it’s impossible for me to imagine a world without her in it already.

For the first time in years, I can see my future.

And I don’t want anything to split us apart.