Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Fuck yourself on my cock, baby,” I commanded as I pinched and plucked her nipples. I rammed my pelvis into her while she shoved her ass back. “Oh, fuck, that’s good,” I groaned as I slid in deeper and her pussy clamped down on me. Even after four kids, she was still as tight as the night I popped her cherry.
One of my hands traveled down between her legs, and I swiped a finger over her clit.
“Oh!” Brie cried out.
I grinned and did it again. “Careful, baby. We don’t want your dad to hear your man fucking you. But damn, this is what it would have been like if we’d known each other as teenagers. I’d have snuck into your room and fucked you hard and deep while your parents slept in the next room.”
Their room was downstairs, but the picture I was painting worked anyway.
Brielle gasped, and her muscles clenched before she exhaled, releasing a low moan.
“I’d still have taken you bare back then, baby. Even if it meant knocking you up. I’d have put my kid in this ripe womb no matter who was home. Then I’d have been sucking on your milky tits.”
“Lennox,” she panted. “You have to stop. I can’t…oh, yessss. Just like that. Yes!”
She gasped, and I rubbed the pad of my finger vigorously over her clit. “Go ahead, baby. Scream while you gush all over my dick. They’ll know I’m pounding this tight pussy. My pussy. Oh, fuck, baby. You’re so hot and wet. Fuck! Oh, fuck!” I buried my face in her hair and clamped my hand over her mouth. Then I thrust in one last time as we came together with our sounds of ecstasy muffled.
Later, when we were cuddling on the double bed—which was way too fucking small for a man my size—I chuckled. “Damn, baby. That teenage fantasy had you all kinds of turned on.”
Brielle giggled. “I can only imagine what would have happened if we’d been similar in age and met in high school.”
“I can almost guarantee you that we would have been teen parents,” I mumbled. “I’m sure there would have been a time when I was too swept up in the moment to put on a condom, and then once I felt your bare pussy wrapped around my naked cock, I would be addicted. Like I am now.”
Brielle grumbled something, and I leaned up on my elbow to look down at her.
“What was that?”
“Nothing.”
“Brielle.” My tone was firm and made it clear I wasn’t asking.
She sighed. “I said ‘no kidding.’”
“Explain.”
“Your stupid, irresistible cock and your addiction to fucking me bare had the same damn result it would have if we were teenagers,” she whispered, almost angrily.
I processed what she’d said for a few moments. Then a grin slowly spread across my face. “Are you trying to tell me you’re pregnant, Brielle?”
“No. I’m trying not to tell you that,” she muttered with a huffy breath.
In the blink of an eye, I had her flat on her back and was covering her body with mine. “You’re having my baby, Brie?”
“Yes.” Her lips curled upward, and I was relieved to see that she was simply irritated that I’d knocked her up after she’d said we were done. She wasn’t unhappy to be pregnant.
“It wasn’t like I did it on purpose, babe,” I defended myself. Mostly.
Brielle snorted in disbelief. “Mostly.”
I shouldn’t have been surprised that she knew me so well. I sighed. “I wasn’t trying to. I just thought it would be nice if it happened.”
“Well, all that thinking must have put it out in the universe because the one time you wore a condom, if freaking broke!” Brielle’s birth control had fallen out a couple of months ago, and she’d told me that the only way we could have sex before she went in to have it replaced the next day was if I wore a condom. It was supposed to take some time for the effects to wear off, so when the condom broke, she hadn’t seemed too worried.
“Sorry?” I offered, feeling a little guilty for being so happy the condom failed and hoping she would end up pregnant.
She slapped my arm and snapped, “You are not, you big caveman. You love it when I’m pregnant.” Then she sniffed and wiped her eyes. “And you’re such a good daddy.”