CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR
With each swipe of his tongue, my body sparkled with electric excitement.
If his room instead soundproof, then everyone on this side of the ship had better get earplugs because I was screaming louder than a banshee from pleasure.
It had been so long since I had him giving me such attention and those wicked dreams didn't help matters.
It felt like tiny pricks of pleasure was dancing across my skin and if his tongue didn't keep me anchored to the world, I would have blacked out.
It was too good.
He lifted me higher and stuck his tongue so deep it touched my G-spot, making me lubricate his entire face.
I was close to my orgasm but something simply held me at bay.
I didn't even care about the orgasm, to be honest. I wished this would last forever and he kept edging me with his tongue, refusing to give me that… thing, whatever it was; to send me over the edge.
“Do you wanna cum for me now?”
“Yes Daddy,” I moaned loudly, moving my pussy all over his face as he sucked my clit and fucked my pussy with his tongue.
Then he gradually lowered me down to the ground, my breath caught in my throat.
“Spread those pretty legs apart for me love, I'm not done.”
“Fuck,” I exclaimed as I obeyed his instructions without thinking twice.
It was comical how his big body bent down on the bathroom floor as he connected his warm mouth back to my clit and he began massaging it with his tongue.
Then he plunged his finger into my pussy, gave it two strokes and then added a second finger.
“Oh! Ooh,” I moaned heavily as my orgasm began from the nails on my toe and gradually traveled through my body at a wicked pace, nearly sending me into another coma.
My legs were like putty in his hands and mouth as he kept eating me out till all my juices were safely washed down his throat.
Then he stood up and resumed bathing me as though he didn't just make me cum with his tongue.
***
When he finished wrapping me up in his bathrobe, making me feel like a little child wearing an oversized onesie, he placed me on the bed and went to take his bath.
I began to feel hot so I took it off and went to look for something lighter to wear.
But his closet was filled with clothes that were his size, no surprise there, and all of them were too big for me.
So I came out of the closet and lay on the bed naked.
I kept thinking about that kiss and how my body responded to it.
Then the memories of his tongue going deeper into my pussy made me vibrate, literally.
I turned around and placed my head on my arms as I heard the water running down his body.
My hearing had improved so much that as I paid more attention to him, I could hear the patter of the drops of water on his chest and back and I wished I was water, just to be the one touching him so much.
I turned back around, incredibly hornier than ever before and grabbed my breasts.
They were swollen now with my pregnancy progressing faster than normal.
I was expecting pain when I touched it since Roe complained of that but instead, I let out a high pitched moan at the effect of my fingers on my own nipples.
I remembered my days of masturbation and I had to stop it; not because I felt bad about it but because I knew it'd do absolutely nothing for me after the way Xavier had made my body feel with his touch.
The only person that could satisfy me was him so I pressed my legs together and waited.
A wild feeling took hold of me as I heard him walking towards the bathroom door.
I quickly turned around, facing the door and propped my elbows at my back, laying down halfway and opening my legs wide as he opened the door.
At first, his eyes were on the closet by the right but his nose and ky’rhan drew his attention back to me.
He sucked in air harshly and let his towel drop.
My pussy clenched.
“Mia Cara,” he growled, his face filled with wonder. “You're gonna be the death of me.”
He rushed towards me, covering the distance between us in three long strides instead of the six it should have been.
“I want to plunge my cock inside you so badly right now,” he groaned as he began touching my pussy.
“What's stopping you?” I asked him, my breaths turning into pants of pleasure.
“I'm it's been so long. I don't want you to feel pain.”
He continued fucking me with two of his fingers but that curl in my stomach wanted the big bad man and I was done waiting.
I closed my legs, to his shock and confusion and I stood up.
“Did I.. did I do something wrong? Have I hurt you?”
“No but you will if you're not lying on the bed before the next squirt of wetness pours out of my pussy because she's begging you to fuck her,” I snapped, my vagina sending me shocks with every movement.
I was aching so badly, the need to have him inside me driving me nuts as I watched him get over his surprise and numbly walk over to the bed and he lay down without protest.
Immediately, I grabbed a hold of the bed rest and crossed my legs over his body and moved down so my pussy was directly above his two hard and swollen cocks.
I didn't even know which one to choose.
Suddenly, I felt the urge to have him in my mouth first.
So I crawled down his body, grabbing the first dick as I lowered my lips to the second one closer to his balls.
“Baby, what are you doing?” He asked, his voice hoarse.
“I'm having a proper breakfast,” I chuckled and without wasting much time, I took him in with much gusto.
I guess I'm always miscalculating because I had to pull out, he was just too thick.
I hadn't even gone half and he was already in my oesophagus, choking me.
“Let's try that again, shall we?” I spoke to his cocks as he grabbed the sheets, pleasure painted across his body.
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