like protecting people. Especially pretty, nearly naked pregnant ladies, who love to cuddle and taste like honey.” He chuckles and squeezes me into a tighter hug.
I pull my hand from his peck and grasp his hard cock in my hand through his blue boxer briefs. “Well I like that you protect a nymphomaniac pregnant lady.” I lick his peck and he groans deeply in his chest. Lightly squeezing the head of his member I massage it through the fabric.
“Mama Bear doesn’t need to be playing with my manhood. He’s perfectly happy staying hard and aching.”
“What is he aching for?” I whisper seductively, peering up this face, awaiting a reply.
He turns crimson. “I don’t know.”
Shy James is back. He’s strong and competent and sometimes confident. But when it comes to sex and talking about it, he’s rather backwards. I know it has to do with his experiences but I’m determined to convince him he’s beautiful and wonderful. Which he is. I know it and now all he needs to do is start believing it.
Removing my leg from across his stomach I climb up onto my knees next to him. Never letting go of his cock.
“James, you’re sexy, handsome, wonderful, loving, caring and perfect. You can talk to me about this. I promise I won’t make fun of you or treat you badly or make you do anything you don’t want to,” I state lovingly, staring straight into his green brown eyes, caressing the side of his face with my hand for reassurance.
“Hey Emily! Hey are you guys up? I thought I heard you.” Stacy yells.
“Yeah we’re up Stace. Be down in a minute,” I call back.
Damn-it. Sometimes that man has the worst timing. Here I could have started to mend poor James’s obviously terrorized heart and now I have to go hang with my other bestie and his boyfriend Kyle.
“I’m not done with him.” I squeeze his cock head. His boxers are even more soaked with pre-come. James’s breathing has already accelerated and by the feral look in his eyes I can tell he’s raring to go. “Can I kiss him a few times before breakfast?” I bite my lips, innocently asking permission.
He nods, eyes wide.
Slowly peeling the top of his boxers down, his cock springs free and I bend over and kiss it. My tongue ravishes the salty dampness of his smooth bulbous head. Yum. I purr in my throat as I begin to lap it over and over, French kissing it, swirling my tongue around its thickness, pecking the slit at the top and collecting the drops of pre-come oozing out. “You taste so good,” I whisper, greedily swallowing down the warm liquid.
“I’m going to make sure I get the rest of what he has to offer tonight,” I murmur rubbing my lips covered in silky juices all over his throbbing head. I’m so hot for him I’d love to ride him right now. But Mr. Cock Block downstairs will know. This is a secret between James and I, and one only we must know.
“Can I have him tonight Papa Bear?”
He nods. “Anything for my pregnant lady.” A naughty turned-on smile curls up from the corners of his lovely mouth.
Chapter Eleven
“So how was your first night in the cabin treating you two love birds?” I wink at Stacy.
“Oh… you know… It was alright.” He states all nonchalantly with a wink and a sly smile.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you two got down. I can’t complain, me and my bodyguard just had ourselves a little orgasmic session in the spare room. Okay, correction, I had the orgasms and he gave them to me. Damn, just thinking about that thick yummy tongue of his makes me tingle in my belly and between my legs. Apparently, not only the whore that lives between the folds of my vagina loves James’s mouth, my emotional body craves him as well. Sure I’ve always needed his cuddling and closeness. We’ve been doing that for months and a day without it and I feel like I might go insane. I blame it on the hormones. But now, I’m not so sure it’s the hormones and insatiable slut in my pants. My fear is that it’s my heart. I am
I pull my hand from his peck and grasp his hard cock in my hand through his blue boxer briefs. “Well I like that you protect a nymphomaniac pregnant lady.” I lick his peck and he groans deeply in his chest. Lightly squeezing the head of his member I massage it through the fabric.
“Mama Bear doesn’t need to be playing with my manhood. He’s perfectly happy staying hard and aching.”
“What is he aching for?” I whisper seductively, peering up this face, awaiting a reply.
He turns crimson. “I don’t know.”
Shy James is back. He’s strong and competent and sometimes confident. But when it comes to sex and talking about it, he’s rather backwards. I know it has to do with his experiences but I’m determined to convince him he’s beautiful and wonderful. Which he is. I know it and now all he needs to do is start believing it.
Removing my leg from across his stomach I climb up onto my knees next to him. Never letting go of his cock.
“James, you’re sexy, handsome, wonderful, loving, caring and perfect. You can talk to me about this. I promise I won’t make fun of you or treat you badly or make you do anything you don’t want to,” I state lovingly, staring straight into his green brown eyes, caressing the side of his face with my hand for reassurance.
“Hey Emily! Hey are you guys up? I thought I heard you.” Stacy yells.
“Yeah we’re up Stace. Be down in a minute,” I call back.
Damn-it. Sometimes that man has the worst timing. Here I could have started to mend poor James’s obviously terrorized heart and now I have to go hang with my other bestie and his boyfriend Kyle.
“I’m not done with him.” I squeeze his cock head. His boxers are even more soaked with pre-come. James’s breathing has already accelerated and by the feral look in his eyes I can tell he’s raring to go. “Can I kiss him a few times before breakfast?” I bite my lips, innocently asking permission.
He nods, eyes wide.
Slowly peeling the top of his boxers down, his cock springs free and I bend over and kiss it. My tongue ravishes the salty dampness of his smooth bulbous head. Yum. I purr in my throat as I begin to lap it over and over, French kissing it, swirling my tongue around its thickness, pecking the slit at the top and collecting the drops of pre-come oozing out. “You taste so good,” I whisper, greedily swallowing down the warm liquid.
“I’m going to make sure I get the rest of what he has to offer tonight,” I murmur rubbing my lips covered in silky juices all over his throbbing head. I’m so hot for him I’d love to ride him right now. But Mr. Cock Block downstairs will know. This is a secret between James and I, and one only we must know.
“Can I have him tonight Papa Bear?”
He nods. “Anything for my pregnant lady.” A naughty turned-on smile curls up from the corners of his lovely mouth.
Chapter Eleven
“So how was your first night in the cabin treating you two love birds?” I wink at Stacy.
“Oh… you know… It was alright.” He states all nonchalantly with a wink and a sly smile.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you two got down. I can’t complain, me and my bodyguard just had ourselves a little orgasmic session in the spare room. Okay, correction, I had the orgasms and he gave them to me. Damn, just thinking about that thick yummy tongue of his makes me tingle in my belly and between my legs. Apparently, not only the whore that lives between the folds of my vagina loves James’s mouth, my emotional body craves him as well. Sure I’ve always needed his cuddling and closeness. We’ve been doing that for months and a day without it and I feel like I might go insane. I blame it on the hormones. But now, I’m not so sure it’s the hormones and insatiable slut in my pants. My fear is that it’s my heart. I am
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