Holy shit.
I cannot deny it any longer.
Paislie’s eyes filled with tears as she rocked the baby softly in her arms. When she peeked up to look at me, she gave me the biggest most beautiful smile I’d ever seen.
Yep, there was no getting around this one. I wanted a baby. I wanted to see Paislie holding our baby.
The door opened and Ashley walked in demanding to see her niece. Paislie was still not too sure about Ashley and I couldn’t blame her for being bothered by how open Ashley was about the two of us. I’d been honest with her about my time with Ashley. It was clear from the smile on Ashley’s face that Paislie had nothing to worry about, she was very happy with her fiancé, Jon.
We stayed until it was clear Adaline was ready to pass out. Paislie wrapped her arm around my waist as we made our way to the elevator.
“So, two more months and we’re going to be hitched.”
Laughing, I pulled her closer to me. “Two more months.”
Paislie stopped and looked at me. “You know, I believe you still owe me a few—” Looking around to make sure no one heard her, she turned back to me and gave me a seductive look. Everything in that moment disappeared and I saw nothing but Paislie. “Orgasms,” she whispered. My eyes quickly scanned the area as I grabbed her and pulled her around the corner.
Giggling, she asked, “Where are we going?”
I found the door I was looking for and pushed it open. I nudged Paislie into the cleaning closet and shut the door.
“Are we going to do some cleaning?” she asked with a naughty smile. “I have fond memories of doing laundry with you.”
I had my pants unbuttoned and my zipper down as she took my cock in her hand and stroked it.
“How many more orgasms do we need?”
She swallowed hard and said, “Three.”
Lifting my brow, I asked, “Three? Are you sure?”
“Um . . . yep . . . I’m sure.” I loved seeing her chest heave up and down at the mere excitement of what I was about to do to her.
With a quick look around, I grinned when I saw the room was big enough for my next plan. “Take off your jeans,” I commanded as I put a sheet on the floor and dropped to the floor onto my back.
Without hesitating, she did what I asked. Slipping off her sneakers, she pushed her jeans along with her panties down and off her right leg, keeping them on her left still.
“Sit on my face.”
Her eyes widened in shock as she asked, “W-what?”
“I want to taste you, baby.”
Her mouth parted slightly open as she gazed down at me while biting her lip.
Doing as I asked, she lowered herself to me as I ran my tongue along her lips and to her clit.
“Oh, God,” she whispered as she started to move her pussy against my face.
Fucking heaven.
Grabbing onto her hips, I held her still while I worked on her first orgasm.
“Malcolm,” she whispered as she slammed her hands over her mouth while her body trembled. I loved feeling her fall apart. It was one of my favorite things.
When she finally came down, I lifted her hips and said, “Turn around, I want to feel my cock in your mouth.”
She gasped as she quickly moved. I knew she loved it when I talked dirty to her. When she put that sweet pussy back in my face, I slapped her ass, causing her to let out a yelp before taking me into her mouth. Letting out a moan, I let her work me for a bit before I pulled her back onto my face. When she moaned, it vibrated through my entire body, causing me to suck and lick her faster. My finger moved up and coated it with her wetness before I pushed it into her ass, causing her entire body to go rigid and her orgasm to hit her. Each whimper and moan against my cock had me fighting not to let go and spill into her mouth.