Page 53 of Expecting an Argument
“When are you going to tell me what’s going on in that head of yours?” I demanded.
Her eyebrow quirked in a challenge. “I’m not.”
Olivia’s stonewall defense was frustrating, but I never faced a defense I couldn’t penetrate. If she refused to talk, I’d make her scream.
I hooked my thumbs beneath the waistband of her leggings. “You said you didn’t care what I did back here as long as I gave you relief. Is that still true?”
She nibbled her lower lip ever-so slightly and locked eyes with me. “Yes.”
“Good.” I gave her ass a gentle push. “Scoot up on the mat.”
Slowly, Olivia crawled her way up the yoga mat until she rested on the very top edge. As soon as she was steady, I pulled down her leggings and panties and yanked them off her legs. She was completely bare save for her pink nursing bra and her pussy was already glistening and swollen.
What a gorgeous sight to behold.
I turned around so I could get on my back beneath her. Once my shoulders were pressed against the squishy yoga mat, I wrapped my arms around her thighs and guided her onto my face.
Olivia let out a tortured whimper as I ran my tongue along the slickness at her core.Fuck.She had tasted good before, but the pregnancy had only made her essence stronger.
I tilted my chin up and got another taste, then another. The second I startedreallyenjoying myself, Olivia eased off me.
“Um, Beau, are you sure?” she asked with an infuriating waver in her voice. “I’m getting really big and I don’t want you to—”
“Damnit, Adams,” I bit out. “I can bench more than whatever you think you weigh. Come here.”
I yanked her back down, the muscles in my arms tensing as I locked her legs against my cheeks. Olivia drew in a breath like she was about to complain again, but I flattened my tongue against her and shut her up. She was so fucking delicious that I groaned low in my throat as I ate her out. Her hips wiggled as she rode my face, and then the mother of my children let out a whine that made me harder than I thought possible.
Olivia’s legs started to turn to jelly, so I strengthened my grip on her thighs to keep her upright.
As soon as she was good and steady, I sucked her clit into my mouth. She jumped forward a little, but I held her fast.
“You can’t get away from me,” I teased before I folded mytongue around her clit again. A shiver went down my spine as Olivia screamed and shook.
Not so quiet anymore, now was she?
She was close to the edge, but I wasn’t going to let her off that easily. I gave her a soothing little lick before I slipped out from under her and rolled onto my knees.
I positioned myself squarely behind her and lowered my waistband to the tops of my thighs.
My cock rested between her ass cheeks as I grabbed her hips. “Do you still want that relief?”
Her cheeks burned red and her eyes were squeezed shut, but she nodded eagerly against the mat.
I carefully pushed inside her and a miserable groan escaped my lips. Though she was dripping wet, she was tight as hell. Despite all the massaging, her body wouldn’t let her muscles relax fully.
“Easy,”Olivia pleaded.
I gritted my teeth as I went in slowly, unlocking her inch by inch. Her walls gripped me like an iron fist, but she gradually softened. I couldn’t get myself fully seated, but I fucked her at a steady enough pace to watch her whole body jiggle with every thrust.
Desperate for more, I reached forward and quickly unclipped each side of her nursing bra so her delicious tits spilled onto the yoga mat.
Though I had stripped her, bent her over, and was buried inside her, that possessive instinct in the back of my mind wasn’t satisfied. She was still guarded, still holding back.
I grabbed the base of her braid and turned her head so she faced the wall of mirrors. Her eyes widened as I forced her to see that I had her.
“You can’t hide from me, Adams,” I said between breaths as I thrusted. “I know something is up with you, so tell me what youwant.”
Her face turned venomous. “Shut up and just fuck me!”
