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I gripped his arm tighter and this time kissed across his knuckles. With my other hand, I encircled his waist, planting my palm against his lower stomach to hold him still. His ass was soft against my hips and his hole was scorching on my cock, but I didn’t move. Couldn’t. “Tell me.”
The tension stretched between us, thickening the air so it became difficult to breathe. The silk in front of him was drenched in his cum from earlier, and I savored the sight and burned it into my memory. He was so fucking wet for me.
Finally, after what felt like a thousand years, he dragged in some air. “I want you to breed my pussy, Daddy. I need you to fill me with your seed so you can knock me up with your baby.”
“That’s fucking delicious.” I slipped out of him, and we both groaned at the scrape of my head against his rim. The cool air on my cock was hell. I grabbed his waist, hauling him around to face me before patting his thigh, encouraging him to wrap his legs around my hips. I held him tightly as I carried him back into the bedroom and threw him onto the mattress.
He bounced, his cock slapping up against his stomach with the movement, and the silk dress fell around his abdomen, giving me a good view of the rigid length of his arousal. And fuck, it was a sight to behold. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from it and that said more than I ever wanted to admit.
He exhaled, his ardent stare eating me up. “Daddy, please breed me full of your cum.”
Jesus H. Fucking Christ. I was going to start an entirely new religion, and I would worship Quincy fucking Kiskadden as my god. What was he doing to me? Bethany never gave in to any of my role-play fantasies. She was too uptight, and now her son—her perfect, slender, mesmerizing son—was begging to be defiled by me. I was going to do more than that, though. He would be ruined for everyone else by the time I was done.
I crawled onto the bed and grasped his knees, spreading his legs so I could slide in between them. I lay on top of him, ignoring his stiff cock caught between us, and seized his face with my hands, leaning in to press a feral and merciless kiss on his lips. I fucked into his mouth with my tongue, claiming him with a punishing assault.
He whimpered into my brutality, pleading for more with those needy little sounds I was beginning to adore. “Please,” he begged desperately. “Please, Husband. Fuck me. I need you inside me.”
Who was I to refuse such a request? Still.... I wanted to make him talk.
“Where do you want me to fuck you?” I nipped his bottom lip. “Your mouth?”
He shook his head.
“Where?” I poked at his sensibilities, and he knew what I was doing. I could see it in the way his eyes burned.
This time there wasn’t as much resistance, though. He desired this as much as I did. He craved me inside him. “Please, fuck my pussy, Daddy.”
I grinned, a predatory sensation kneading my chest, urging me to take what was mine. I shifted, grabbing his knees and shoving them up against his chest. The dress slid higher, but still, I ignored his cock. My gaze ate up the sight of his ass presented to me so prettily, his rim twitching under my scrutiny as he squeezed it with desperation.
I pressed my thumb to his hole, pushing past the tight ring of muscle so only the tip of my finger was inside. “Look at your greedy pussy, Princess.”
He moaned and rocked back against my intrusion, writhing like a bitch in heat. “Please. Please.”
Humming, I withdrew my thumb. I moved to line up my cock and sank it into the tight, welcoming heat that enveloped me. His mewls grew louder and a sob escaped him as he pitched upward to meet my length.
I laughed despite the pleasure that surged through me. “Look at you, my horny virgin wife. So eager for it.”
There wasn’t a lot of lube, and what little I’d used before had dissipated with the earlier fucking. The friction seared hot to the point it almost became intolerable. I grumbled and slipped out again, then reached over into my drawer to grab another bottle. I opened the lid and drizzled some on my cock, spreading it before I threw the lube away again.
He stared at me, his thighs pulled tightly to his chest as though he was scared I would disappear if he dropped them, and I couldn’t help but appreciate the lean lines of his sinewy build. His lips were swollen from our kisses and a flush flooded his cheeks. A bruise had begun to color the skin of his neck, with more littered across his hips where I’d held him. He looked freshly fucked, and I wanted to drill his hole until I gave him what we both needed—my seed dripping from him.
I moved back into position and breached his pussy with my cock again. I didn’t waste any time, didn’t care for theatrics anymore. My balls were full and my boner ached for release. I needed to fuck him until I had nothing left to give.
I drove into him with enough force to push him farther up the mattress, and the moan he let fall from his mouth was absolutely ravenous. He caught his bottom lip between his teeth and threw his head back again as I chose a vicious pace that left him no time to breathe. I fucked into him with urgency, and my stomach churned in a way that resembled a washing machine as compulsion took over.
I was so close to him that I could count his eyelashes, and his swollen lips popped out in a pout, asking for a kiss that I happily gave him. I crushed his mouth with mine, his thighs and legs caught between our bodies.
My orgasm chased me, the familiar prickling sensations stroking down my spine. My balls drew closer to my body and my thrusts grew sloppier. “I’m close, Princess. Come for me.”
He whined and grabbed his cock, long fingers curling around his shaft to jerk himself fast. I stared and pistoned my hips, working in and out of him as filthy ecstasy assailed me. My fingers twitched to reach down and take over for him, but I didn’t.
He arched his back, the dress slipping up until it gathered under his chin. He sobbed as he came for a second time, jets of cum streaking across his stomach and chest. He trembled through the waves of his release, moaning and whimpering. “Oh God, yes. Daddy. Yes, fill me!”
I wasn’t far behind him. A few more thrusts were all it took before I came, blissful intoxication sweeping through me. My cock jerked, and I filled him up. I lost grip of reality as my vision whited out temporarily. When I finally gathered myself, I pulled out of his pussy, watching as my seed spilled from him.
He squeezed, as if he was purposely pushing it out. He panted out harsh breaths, his succulent mouth open slightly.
I smirked and pressed a finger into him, earning a gasp of surprise as I shoved the dripping seed straight back into his hungry hole. “Can’t let any go to waste, Princess. Want to get you nice and full and pregnant, don’t we?”
