Legacy 162_The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs

Chapter 162 

 -HUNTER’S POV-

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 The air between us changed, filled with feelings that went beyond words. I leaned in, kissing her softly at first, my lips grazing hers, tasting the faint sweetness of her chapstick.

 But the kiss deepened, her tongue meeting mine, slow and tender, a dance of warmth and need.

 My hands roamed her body, careful but hungry, tracing the swell of her breasts, fuller now with pregnancy, her nipples peaking through the thin fabric of her nightgown.

 “God, I’ve missed this,” I murmured against her lips, my voice thick with want.

 It had been months since we had made love–her pregnancy had made us cautious, and I had been terrified of hurting her or the baby.

 But tonight, with her body pressed against mine, I couldn’t hold back.

 I slid her nightgown up, my fingers grazing her thighs, soft and warm, until I reached thece of her panties. I hooked my fingers under the band, pulling them down slowly, my eyes locked on hers.

 Her breath hitched, a soft gasp escaping as I tossed the fabric aside, revealing the delicate folds of her pussy, already glistening with arousal.

 Her body was a marvel–curves softened by pregnancy, her breasts heavy, her skin flushed with a glow that made my cock throb painfully in my boxers.

 I stripped off my shirt, then my boxers, my hard cock springing free, the tip already slick with precum.

 Celine’s eyes darkened, her lips parting as she reached for me, her fingers wrapping around my shaft, stroking slowly.

 “Fuck, Celine,” I groaned, my hips jerking into her hand. “You’re gonna kill me.”

 She smiled, wicked and tender all at once, and leaned up to kiss me, her tongue swirling around mine, imitating the slow, intentional strokes

 of her hand.

 I pulled back, my breath ragged, and gently pushed her back against the pillows. “Let me take care of you,” I whispered, my lips brushing her ear, making her shiver.

 I kissed my way down her body, pausing to suck gently at her corbone, then lower, my lips closing around one swollen nipple.

 She moaned softly, “Oh, Hunter,” her fingers tangling in my hair as I licked and sucked, careful not to be too rough.

 My hand slid between her thighs, finding her slick and ready, her clit swollen under my fingers. I circled it slowly, teasing, watching her hips shift, her breathsing in soft pants.

 I moved lower, kissing the soft curve of her belly, then settling between her legs. Her pussy was a perfect, wet flower, and I groaned at the sight, my cock twitching.

 I parted her lips with my fingers, my tongue darting out top at her clit, slow and deliberate. She tasted like heaven–sweet, musky, and so fucking wet.

 “Oh fuck, Hunter,” she gasped, her hips bucking as I sucked her clit into my mouth, swirling my tongue, my fingers sliding inside her, curling gently to stroke her walls.

 I worked her slowly, savoring every moan, every shudder, keeping her on the edge but not letting her tip over.

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 “Not yet, baby.” I murmured against her, my breath tickling her slick folds.

 Her hands gripped the sheets, her body trembling as Ipped at her juices, my tongue delving deep, fucking her with slow, steady thrusts.

 “You taste so fucking good,” I growled, my fingers pumping faster, her walls clenching around me.

 When her moans grew desperate, “Oh fucking hell, I’m so close,” I pulled back, kissing her inner thigh, letting her cool down.. 

 I wanted this tost.

 I climbed back up, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

 “I need you,” I whispered, my cock aching as I positioned myself between her legs, careful to keep my weight off her belly.

 I rubbed my cock up and down her slit, coating myself in her wetness, teasing her clit until she whimpered, “Please, Hunter, fuck me.” I eased into her slowly, inch by inch, her tight, slick pussy engulfing me in wet heat.

 “Fuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned, setting a gentle rhythm, my hands bracing on either side of her.

 Her nails dug into my shoulders, her moans soft but urgent, “Umm, oh fuck, Hunter.”

 I kept it slow, tender, every thrust careful but deep, watching her face for any sign of difort.

 Her breasts bounced softly with each movement, her lips parted, her eyes locked on mine. “You feel so good,” I panted, my cock throbbing

 inside her, the pleasure building too fast.

 I slowed, pausing when I was buried deep, letting her walls pulse around me, prolonging the moment.

 “Turn over,” I whispered, helping her onto her side, one leg propped on a pillow forfort.

 I slid back into her pussy from behind, spooning her, my hand cupping her breast, pinching her nipple gently as I rocked into her.

 “Oh, fuck, yes,” she moaned, her hand reaching back to grip my hip, urging me deeper.

 1 I kissed her neck, sucking the skin into my mouth, leaving a faint mark as I thrust harder, still careful, my fingers slipping down to rub her clit.

 Her moans grew louder, “Ungh, Hunter, I’m gonna–oh my pussy,” and I felt her climax hit, her walls clenching tight, pulling me over the

 edge.

 I groaned, “Fuck, Celine,” my cock pulsing as I spilled inside her, my thrusts slowing as we rode out the waves together.

 I held her close, my lips brushing her shoulder, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths mingling in the quiet.

 “I love you,” I whispered, my voice raw, my heart full.

 Outside, the city hummed with life, but in here, with her in my arms, the shadows of my past felt a little less heavy.

 Wey in the aftermath, her body curved against mine, my hand resting protectively over her belly where our daughter was growing.

 “She’s going to be so loved,” Celine whispered sleepily.

 “More than she’ll ever know,” I agreed, pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

 For the first time in my life, the idea of the future didn’t terrify me. With Celine beside me and our children to protect, I finally understood what I was fighting for.

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