Jessa gently put her hands to Blaine’s. He looked into her eyes.
That little spark they shared for years just got a gallon of gasoline poured onto it. It ignited instantly and Blaine realized just how much trouble he was in. Now he was riding alongside the reaper with something to lose.
Jessa bit her lip and pushed Blaine’s hands down. She then opened her jeans, nodding.
Her face was desperate.
Lucky for her, Blaine was hungry.
twenty.
“Beg me,” Blaine whispered as his lips caressed her stomach.
“What?”
Jessa couldn’t understand why she was so turned on. That was just hormones, right? Yeah, Blaine was super sexy, but it was just a pregnancy thing. Her body would adjust itself, right?”
Blaine’s hand gently entered her panties, his fingers curling around her soft and warm skin, his fingers applying pressure to her.
Jessa lost her breath for a second.
“You heard what I fucking said, sweetheart. Beg me to taste your sweet pussy.”
Jessa sighed. “Fuck. Blaine. Just do it.”
“Do what?”
He curled a finger and pressed against her. The tip of his finger entered her. Jessa felt her hips rocking, wanting more.
“Go down on me,” Jessa said. Her cheeks were burning hot.
“Look at me and say it,” Blaine said.
“Blaine… I’m not…”
“I don’t give a shit what you’re used to. You’re with me now. Learn.”
Jessa slowly gripped the sheets of the bed. She looked down at Blaine. Her body ached and would do anything for him to…
“Eat me out,” she said. “Taste my… pussy…”
“So fucking filthy,” Blaine said and grinned.
His hands came up to her hips and grabbed her pants and panties, tearing them down. His hands then touched her stomach and it was like time froze. Blaine stopped and just stared. Slowly, Jessa parted her legs, offering herself to him. But Blaine stared at her stomach.
I’m going to get fat, she thought. I’m going to get fat everywhere. And he’s only going to want to touch my boobs. Because they’ll get bigger. He won’t want me…
Blaine slowly shook his head. Then he looked at Jessa. He shook his head again as though he was able to hear her thoughts.
“Blaine…”
Before Jessa could say anymore and maybe get a serious answer out of the outlaw, he was between her legs.
She gasped as she felt his hot breath a second before his tongue stroked up and down against her soft skin. She quickly started to rock her hips with him. She shut her eyes again and lost herself in the pleasure. Everything slipped away. Sex, murder, pregnancy… none of it mattered.
All that mattered was the way Blaine’s tongue thrust into her, made circles, then flicked up. He swirled around her clit with perfect speed and pressure, making her lift up and down, demanding more. Her demands were ignored because Blaine was in control. He grabbed her hips and held her to the bed. She cried out and looked down at him. All she could see was the top of his head, watching him move. As he started to suck against her sex, her entire body started to throb and shake. He tasted her folds and clit at the same time. The feeling got so intense that Jessa thought she was going to literally explode. Her ankles dug against the side of the bed. She reached back, trying to find something to push against - or pull herself away from the wild feeling between her legs.
Blaine pulled away with a wet sound and growled. “Fuck, that’s so good.”
Jessa opened her mouth and Blaine went right back at it. She managed a hoarse whimper and then lost her breath as the tip of his tongue hit the right spot at the right time. It felt like he was everywhere though. Cradling her waist, her belly, her pussy. It all had more feeling than just pleasure to it. Blaine had staked his claim when he came inside her and got her pregnant. Now he was proving his mark.
As Jessa started to come, her legs fought to close. Blaine quickly ran his hands down to her knees and spread her open again. That gave her hips a chance to move. She thrust, lifted, wiggled, rocked. She came so hard that her ribs started to hurt from breathing so heavy. And Blaine stayed right with her the entire time.
When the climax subsided, Jessa melted into the bed. She stared at the ceiling and it was bouncing. It almost felt like she was high. She felt Blaine’s tongue still savoring her. Moving slower by the second, the circles he was making wider and wider. She felt him kiss her inner thigh, his teeth grazing ever-so-slightly. Then he kissed up along her smooth skin and paused at her belly. His hands pushed her shirt up more and she looked down to see Blaine hovering over her. His nose barely touched her stomach.