Page 24 of Dare To Free Us

So, I would get on my knees without hesitation.

Slowly sinking to my knees I watched the heat spread across her cheeks and her chest heave with anticipation. Reaching behind her I scooted her butt to the very edge and dove in without warning. With one hand bracing herself up, the other gripped the back of my head, egging me on as she ground into my face.

Arianna moaned loud as I ate her like she was my last meal. Soon she was squirming and moaning as I relentlessly stroked and sucked her warm center.

My erection was so hard in hurt. I told it to wait and it pulsed in protest, but it didn’t have to wait long. Faster than I could ever remember Arianna came, crying out so loud I wondered if anyone heard it through the thick door.

I pulled away and looked up into half lidded eyes. “That was fast.”

Her eyes flashed and then she was moving fast down to the floor. She gripped my waist and yanked me to a standing position, tearing at my belt and zipper.

“Arianna,” I breathed.

She looked up at me just as my cock sprang free. “Your turn.”

She didn’t wait for a response before taking me in her mouth. I fell back against my desk and gritted my teeth. “Fuck, babe.”

I looked down to watch her head bob back and forth. She took me deep and gagged a bit, then did it again before finding her rhythm. Today she was holding nothing back. Normally she’d tease me a bit, start slow and then go at it with everything she had.

Not today, today it seemed she was determined to swallow all of me over and over again, even if it killed her. Arianna took one of my hands gripping the desk and placed it behind her head, pressing forward, asking me to take control.

If that’s what she wants?I gripped her hair in my fist and moved her head at a pace that had my balls sucking up tight. Then I started to thrust forward with my hips a bit, watching her mouth move over me. Arianna gagged hard and I drew back.

Big, teary, golden eyes met mine as she gripped my hips and pulled them forward, making a small moaning sound. I pumped my hips again and all too soon I was ready to blow.

“I’m going to come. So unless you want to swallow you’d better stop, Beautiful.”

Her eyes met mine again and my orgasm shot form my toes. Arianna pulled me in tight as hot liquid shot down her throat, never breaking eye contact as her throat bobbed with a swallow. I gasped and took deep breaths as her tongue swirled around my shaft.

Gently she pulled away and wiped at the drool that was running down her chin and around her mouth.

Reaching down I gripped her under the arms and hauled her up so I could kiss her. We tasted each other’s pleasure on our tongues for long moments before we came apart panting. I took a moment to reach down and tuck myself back in my pants.

“This was a nice surprise,” I drawled. “And what had you all hot and bothered today? Is this the part where you ask me for something ridiculously expensive? Because you know I’d give it to you anyway.”

“No,” she said, smiling that secretive grin again. “This is the part where I tell you I’m pregnant.”

I froze like a statue as an adrenaline rush blazed through my system so fast my vision went blurry. I stared at her like a total idiot.

After reconnecting that day at the restaurant it was eight months later and we were married. We waited a year after getting married to start trying to have a baby. Arianna had said she wanted more time for us after being apart for so long.

I didn’t argue, we would have plenty of time to make babies. Then once we started trying the worst happened, Arianna couldn’t seem to get pregnant. We both took tests and she tracked— whatever the hell women track when trying to get pregnant— but nothing was working. Then when she learned Becka was pregnant it crushed her.

She was starting to look into shots and hormone therapy that she in truth wanted no part of because they scared her, but Arianna had begun to turn desperate.

“Pregnant?” I breathed.

She nodded frantically as happy tears formed in her eyes. “Yes.”

I smiled and pulled her into a crushing hug. My heart swelled in my chest. The woman I loved was carrying my heir inside her tiny belly. I pulled back so I could run my hand over her flat stomach, trying to imagine it big and swollen.

Her hand came to rest over mine. “I’m so happy, Matteo,” she whispered.

“Me too, Beautiful.” I kissed her again while stroking her stomach.

I held her close for a long time. My name would always define the world I lived in but my life existed within her. My heart beat hard in my chest with the reality that I would be a father.

“I love you, Matteo.” She leaned forward so her forehead could rest against mine.