Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M - Season 5 Episode 82

*Try me.”

She bites her lip, and to prove my point, I start to pull my finger out of her.

“You,” Her voice is low, almost nervous.

My eyes clart up to hers, and I can see the nervousness there. I’m shocked but happy at the same time. I don’t remember that night clearly. I didn’t really think she was a virgin when we first slept together.

“After Liam, has there been anyone else?”

Amelia shakes her head, and her cheeks blush again. I really don’t care if it’s just Liam or three other guys, plus Liam. I feel territorial about her and want to erase his touch from her body completely.

I slide my fingers back inside her tight opening, thrusting hard enough that a gasp leaves her lips. My palm slides against her clit at the same time, until she’s riding my hand and panting, her skin pink and slightly sweaty.

Hearing her admit it felt like a bullet to the heart, but I was expecting it, and in the end, it doesn’t matter. One guy or five, none of them matter anymore. I wasn’t the only man to have had her, but I damn sure will be her last. Harper was made for me.

*You. Are. Mine,” I remind her, punctuating each word while my finger hooks to rub against her G-spot.

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She cries out her orgasm against my lips, and I swallow down her pleasure. Before she comes down completely, I slide between her legs, my hands anchoring on her hips before bringing my face to her opening. She’s wet and glistening, just for me.

“I want to hear you say it, Harper,” I warn her, before kissing her clit.

She jumps at the contact, her skin already sensitive.

“Open your eyes and watch.” Cóntent belong to NôvelDráma. Org.

Her eyes blaze while she looks at me. Her gaze is hooded while I lick and suck at her pussy, drinking from her, tasting her.

“Gabriel,” my name is torn from her lips, “oh, fuck.”

“Let me hear you, baby,” I tell her, before diving back in, biting her clit before lapping at it with my tongue. “Say it.”

Her chest rises and falls as I continue tormenting her, keeping her right on the edge.

“I’m yours. Gabriel, Gabriel,” she repeats while I use my tongue to push her over the edge until she comes hard, all over my face, her juices dripping to my chin.

“Good, girl,” I praise her, realizing how much I love her this way.

Needy and completely dependent on me giving her pleasure. Her legs fall away, and I shift up, until I’m lying above her tiny body, framing her face with my arms, consuming her space, ready to claim more of her.

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Harper’s breathing is heavy, her pupils are blown, and the afterglow of her orgasm fills the space between us. Her hair fans out over the blankets and pillows. Her eyes glisten. She’s perfect beneath me. She’s fucking breathtaking.

She bites her lip, her tiny hands moving up to my shoulders, holding on. I grab her leg, angling it up and hooking it around my hip, before slowly pushing in.

“I’m not on the pill” she screams, just before I can fully thrust inside her.

Islam inside her in one move. “I. Don’t. Care. I don’t want anything between us and if today leads to another baby, then thank fuck because I want to add to our little family.”

“Gabriel,” she moans my name, her grip on my shoulders biting.

“You’re so fucking tight. Damn, so fucking wet, so fucking perfect.” I thrust, closing my eyes for a brief moment at the feel of her inside wrapped around me.

Once my hips connect with hers, shivers run down my spine, and warmth spreads across my chest. My grey eyes connect with her obsidian-colored ones, and I can read the emotion in them.

My mind reels, trying hard to grasp the enormity of the situation. The way she feels, the way she tastes, the trust and love in her gaze, it’s everything. It feels like how home should feel. I groan, leaning down to kiss her, and make love to her mouth while thrusting in and out of her wet heat.

Harper gasps and moans against my lips, her legs moving to wrap around my lower back, her arms moving to hug my neck. I keep kissing her, exchanging breaths and air, as she clings to me.

“It’s too much, Gabriel,” she pants, and I kiss her through it, “I’m going to cum.”

*So cum, baby,” I encourage her, holding my own release back while I drive deeper into her, hitting her clit with my pelvis.

*Cum with me,” She groans against my lips and practically screams her release into the room.

Her pussy clamps down, and I thrust a few more times in and out, until I can’t hold back any longer.

“I fucking love you, Harper!” I roar, and I let go of my release deep within her core as my orgasm hits me hard. Everything was exactly how it was supposed to be. Perfect.