“Where is Zane?” I whisper, moving my head to the side as Shadow brushes seductive kisses against my neck. Zane is an expert at walking in on me and Shadow.
“Bobby came and picked him up, took him to pick out a leash and collar for Rex,” Shadow explains, his voice revealing he is just as turned on as I am. “I got you all to myself for the hour,” Shadow whispers into my ear, his warm breath tickling me. He slides his hand from my hip and under my skimpy shirt, his rough touch leaving an electric spark along my skin. He grabs my sensitive breast, causing me to moan loudly and wrap my leg around him. I need this; I need him.
Shadow walks us to the wall, my feet stumbling as I walk backwards. He grasps both my hands in one of his and holds them above my head, his other hand kneading my breast greedily. My heart rate quickens as I begin to breathe harshly.
My hands quickly pull the drawstring to his jersey shorts, letting them fall and pool around his feet. His dick springs free, sliding against my swollen belly. He’s hard and his cock is taking on a purplish hue from its engorgement, feeling silky against my skin.
Shadow thumbs the elastic on my panties on each of my hips, biting his lower lip as he observes my body. He slowly brings them down my thighs. He kneels on the floor, nipping at my skin as he lowers my panties. My knees quake and my pussy pulses from the anticipation. I can feel myself drip from the built-up arousal between my legs.
Shadow lifts each of my feet, taking my panties completely off. He looks up at me, his deep blue eyes staring back at me. He smirks and looks forward, his face mere inches from my over-sensitized mound. He leans forward and reaches between my legs, sliding a finger through my wetness as he nuzzles against my clit, giving it a slight nip with his teeth. I grab at the wall for support and whimper uncontrollably.
“You ready for me, Firefly?” he whispers against my clit, his breath tickling me, his tone so damn sexy. I close my eyes and nod. I can’t speak; I can hardly breathe I’m so worked up.
Shadow stands, grabs me by the hips, and turns me to face the wall. He takes both my wrists in one of his large hands, placing them above my head. He grabs at my waist, pulling my ass out, his hand caressing the right cheek. I feel him guide his silky shaft between my thighs and slowly slide against my warm opening. My head falls back, letting out a feral growl. I hear Shadow chuckle behind me as he slowly slides into me.
“God, yes,” I moan loudly, pushing my ass toward him.
Shadow slowly thrusts himself all the way inside me, his dick buried to the hilt before slowly withdrawing. My toes curl into the carpet as he pushes himself inside me again, the head of his dick hitting that bundle of nerves which sparks that blooming warmth.
His free hand skims over my pregnant belly and up to my breast, giving my nipple a pinch. Like a candle catching the flame, my body responds, my pussy clenching his cock like a vise. His pace is slow and deliciously deep; my teeth grit and toes nearly break from curling into the floor. I feel Shadow pick up his pace from slow to drilling me against the wall. I moan, growl, mew—so many unintelligible sounds leave my mindless mouth as I peak my release. I feel Shadow stiffen behind me, his teeth biting my shoulder as his semen fills me.
“You are so sexy, Dani,” Shadow whispers into the back of my neck as his pleasure dissipates. A lazy grin spreads across my face as my head rests against the wall. I miss this; I miss us. I wish we had more time for just us. He is my sin and I am his temptation, and together the impulsive desire we have for each other will indefinitely be ours. I turn around and look at Shadow—his defined jaw, dark stubble along his cheeks and those blue eyes staring at me. If Shadow left me, cheated on me, it would kill a piece of me, never to be resurrected.
***
SHADOW
The ride in this morning is cold as shit, but the feeling of freedom when I ride is worth powering through the chill. Everything in my life seems to be falling into place soundlessly; sometimes I think it’s too good to be true. I am waiting for something to come along, prove to me that nothing is perfect. I know I don’t deserve perfect, and I don’t deserve the love of the woman who is mine, my son who looks up to me like I’m his hero. If he knew the things I’ve done, he wouldn’t look at me like he does. When I showed Rex to Zane, my world as I knew it exploded. His face lit up and his little feet ran faster than his legs could keep up, causing him to fall multiple times. I smiled so big I thought my fucking face was going to split in two. He’s a light to my life all on his own; he gets it from his mother.