Page 64 of Deserving Cora
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Being with a man had never felt so right. She wasn’t the kind of woman who slept with a guy so soon after meeting him, but Cora didn’t feel one iota of regret for what was happening. Pipe had made her come harder than she ever had in her life. He seemed to know exactly how to touch her and didn’t care that she couldn’t lie passively under him while he was doing it, making his job harder. Which was a good thing, because considering how he’d made her feel, she couldn’t have remained still.
Seeing him now, on his knees above her, his tattooed body on full display, Cora felt a fresh spurt of wetness leak out of her body. She wanted him. But she also wanted to make sure he felt as good as she did.
For once in her life, she wasn’t self-conscious about her body as she sat in front of him. She didn’t feel the need to suck in her stomach, to try to make some of the folds around her middle disappear. She didn’t care that her boobs were uneven and a little too saggy for her liking. How could she when Pipe looked at her and licked his lips as if he couldn’t wait to make her his own personal lollipop again?
The pleasure he’d taken while going down on her hadn’t been faked. And when he’d sucked his finger covered with her juices into his mouth, she’d almost spontaneously orgasmed right then and there. But as much as she enjoyed him eating her out, she wanted him inside her. Wanted him to fuck her. Hard and fast.
She smiled at him and unzipped his pants, making sure to caress his cock as she did. His hips pushed toward her, and her smile grew. She shoved his pants and boxers down and without giving him a chance to stand to remove them, leaned forward. She tilted his rock-hard dick toward her and took the head into her mouth and sucked hard, just as he’d done to her nipple.
To her delight, he swore—she loved when he said “bloody hell” in that sexy British accent—then grabbed hold of her head as she did her best to pleasure him in the awkward position. He swayed on his knees as she sucked his cock.
Cora loved sex. That didn’t mean she had it indiscriminately. In fact, she was very picky about who she chose as a sexual partner, and she loved the power she held when she had a man’s dick in her mouth.
Pipe was no different…and yet he was. This wasn’t something she was doing simply for his pleasure. No, it went deeper than that. She wasn’t sure why, or how, but she knew that sex with Pipe was life-changing.
Instead of letting it scare her, she welcomed the feeling.
Cora slurped and sucked and used her hands to caress Pipe’s balls as she pleasured him. At one point, he held her head still and began to fuck her mouth—and Cora loved every second of it. She dug her nails into his thighs and held on as he got lost in the pleasure she was giving him. Just when she thought he was going to spurt down her throat, Pipe seemed to get himself under control.
He pulled his cock out of her mouth and stared at her for a long few seconds. His cock dripped with her saliva and his precome. A drop hit her leg, and she shivered.
Pipe moved, growling deep in his throat and practically throwing himself off the bed. He promptly fell on his ass as he struggled to get his jeans off over his shoes, with no luck.
Cora giggled. Had she ever had fun while having sex? No. The answer was definitely no. She moved up the bed and pushed the covers down so she was lying on the sheet. Feeling sexier than she ever had in her life, she put her arms over her head, spread her legs, and waited for Pipe to untangle himself from his clothes and rejoin her.
The look of lust on his face when he popped up from the floor and saw her made Cora suck in a breath.
Before she could blink, Pipe was over her. Covering her from head to toe, and she loved it. Her hands grabbed hold of his biceps as she felt his still-dripping cock smear come on her belly.
She looked down and sighed in pleasure at the sight of his dick so close to where she wanted it. Needed it.
“Please, take me,” Cora pleaded.
He hesitated.
“What? What’s wrong?” she asked, suddenly afraid he was having second thoughts.
“I want to be in there more than I want to breathe, but I don’t have anything to protect you with. I didn’t expect this, not in a million years, so I don’t have any condoms.”
Cora fell in love right then and there. Any other man would’ve taken what she was so clearly offering without a second thought. She hadn’t brought up birth control, and some men wouldn’t even have thought of it. Pipe wasn’t one of those men. And she loved him all the more for it.
“It’s not the right time,” she told him.
“You aren’t on anything?” he asked.
Cora’s belly clenched. Was this a deal-breaker? She shook her head, not willing to lie to him.
“You could get pregnant,” he said, an odd glint in his eye.
“It’s possible, but again, I don’t think it’s the right time.”
“I should do the right thing. Wait until I can protect you. But I can’t, Cora. If you get pregnant, I’m going to want to be part of the baby’s life. I won’t be an absentee father.”
Her eyes widened.
“Yes or no, love. And be sure about your answer. Because if it’s yes, I’m going to have you all night. One time won’t be enough. I need you like I need air to breathe. I don’t understand it, don’t even care to. I know down to my bones that you’re it for me. But if you aren’t sure about being a mother, if you aren’t sure aboutmebeing your kid’s father, you need to say no. Right now.”
