Our Baby •Waterloo Road•

Ch seventeen

Grace Lay in bed with max as they made out passionately. "So beautiful," he said, his voice hoarse.

He leaned down to kiss her again before moving his mouth down to her breasts.

He took her left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while one of his hands tweaked her other nipple. Grace rolled her head back and moaned.                           

He laid there for some time, lavishing her breasts with attention, moving his mouth from one nipple to the other, his fingers following, while she squirmed and whined underneath him.

The scratch of his stubble against her skin burned in the best way possible, and she wanted nothing more than to feel it in between her legs.
   
Max must've read her mind, because he started to kiss down her stomach, occasionally sucking and biting at the soft skin there. He ran his hands up her thighs and pulled off her panties. Leaving her completely naked in front of him.
  
Suddenly Max's head was between her legs, nipping and sucking at the flesh of her thighs. Grace whimpered at the feeling of his stubble scratching her sensitive skin and could feel him smirk against her as squirmed and tried to get closer to his face.

Grace could feel his breath against your slick folds and it made her shiver. Max looked up at her, his pupils blown wide, lips red and kiss swollen.

One of his thumbs running up her slit lightly, stopping just short of her clit. She gasped at the sensation.

"Can I taste you, sweet girl? Please, let me taste you."

"God, Max, yes," Grace answered, nodding get head enthusiastically.

Without missing a beat, Max ducked his head, flattening his tongue against her and licking a broad line up her pussy.

Grace let out a broken moan, her hips bucking up, trying to chase his tongue, but he gripped her hips and pressed her down.

She gripped the edge holding herself in place as she rolled her head back.

He moved to her clit, sucking it into his mouth as he brought one hand down to tease his fingers through her folds. Slowly, he pushed one finger inside of her and began pumping it in and out languidly.

Grace gasped, throwing her head back even further her hands sought purchase in his hair.

She tugged on the short strands, pulling his face closer to her. He groaned into her, the sound reverberating through her body. He pulled off of her clit slipping another finger inside of her.

He leaned his cheek against the inside of her thigh, his breath coming out in short pants. Grace could feel herself get closer.

"You feel so good wrapped around my fingers, Grace. So tight and wet." He started to speed up, crooking his fingers and finding her sweet spot right away.

His words and his fingers were too much. The coil in her belly started to tighten and she were gasping for breath. She couldn't speak, couldn't think.

All she could do was let out tiny, broken moans and focus on how good Max was making her feel. She didn't think that he ever made feel this good before.

"You're close, Grace, I can feel it. Can feel the way your tightening up. Come for me, Grace. Come for me, let me feel it, let me see it."

He took her clit into his mouth and sucked hard at the same time he hit her sweet spot again, and she was done for.

Grace came with a gasp that turned into a long, drawn-out moan as her pussy spasmed around his fingers.

Max worked her through her orgasm with his fingers, whispering praises into the skin of her thighs. "That's it,Grace, that's it. Good girl. Such a good girl for me."

When Grace finally came down and adalynn breathing evened out, she slowly blinked open her eyes. She looked down to find Max staring up at her, his gaze a bit softer than before.

His fingers were still inside of her, and as her eyes met his, he slowly pulled them out, smirking at the soft whimper she let out at the slow drag of his fingers.

Max kissed his way up the length of her body until he captured her lips with his.

He kissed her slowly, taking his time to explore her mouth with his tongue.

Grace wrapped her arms around his back and her legs around his waist, angling her hips upward to brush herself against his cock, hard and still trapped beneath his clothes.

He pulled away from her mouth to hiss at the slight friction. Grace did it again, smirking as he dropped his face to the crook of her neck and groaned.

He nipped at her pulse point, just hard enough to leave a mark that'd last for the rest of the night not caring who'd see.

"Max," Grace breathed out, still softly grinding up against him.
"Take your pants off. I want you to fuck me."

He nodded, his face still buried in her neck and the feeling of his stubble against her skin making her shiver.

He pulled away and stood from the bed, eyes never leaving her as he removed his pants and boxer briefs, leaving him bare before her.

She took her bottom lip in between her teeth as she openly ogled him. She clenched at the sight of his cock,

When she finally dragged her eyes up back to her face, he was looking at her with a smug smirk.

He joined her back on the bed, this time he was on top of her, giving his cock a couple of strokes He leaned down to kiss her, putting some of his weight onto her and pressing her into the ravel.

Feeling him on top of her like that was always one of esmes favourite things.

Max pulled away and smiled at her as he grabbed his cock in one hand and guided himself to her entrance. He teased her a little, barely pushing the tip in. He liked watching her squirm underneath him.

"Please, Max," Grace whined, trying to get him to push into her more. "Please don't tease me."

"Shh, Grace ," he soothed, his other hand coming up to stroke the side of her face. She nuzzled her cheek into his hand, turning slightly to press kisses to his palm.

"I'll take care of you, don't worry. Just be patient."

Finally, Max started to push his cock into her more. He went slowly, relishing the feeling of her walls being wrapped around him again.

They both groaned at the feeling. It didn't just feel good, it felt right.

When max bottomed out, he crushed his forehead against her, his eyes scrunched shut. He was breathing heavily, and as much as adalynn wanted him to move, she knew he was trying to hold back. He wasn't going to last long, but that was okay, neither was she.

He rocked his hips against her. His her spot as he went deeper and harder.

Grace dug her nails into his back and pulled him close. "Max," she moaned as he followed her. 

He rested her head on her chest as they lay there sweaty and tired.

****

Grace got to work. She smiled as she saw Aimee who looked to her and smiled. "Hey you look happy. I take it that you and Max are back on?" She asked.

Grace looked to her and nodded. "Yeah we are. I know it's a lot. I know how it hasn't been easy. But we have been through a lot. And we are doing what's best for the baby. I feel as if we have been through a lot. I know how we have had our moments. But we do care for each other. And we are having a baby. we are going to have a baby together. Plus we have that spark."

Aimee looked to her and smiled. "As long as you are happy. You're my sister. And it's all I want for you," she said.

Grace smiled.  "I am."

****

Grace walked into Max's office. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Hey. Are you okay?" He asked.

Grace smiled. "I'm good. I know how we agreed to try. But I do want it to be okay. Not just for the baby but for us," she said

Max looked to her and smiled.  "I know how a lot has happened. But it will be okay. We will be okay," he said as he pulled her onto his knee and kissed her passionately.