“Why?”I ask, my brow furrowing ever so slightly as I chew on my lower lip.
“I’m leaving work and I’m coming to you.Be ready, baby, because I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll be sore for days.I’m going to make sure this pregnancy sticks.”
With a squeal of ecstatic excitement and chaotic glee, I end the call and text him my address, my insides already pulsing with need.Racing back to my bathroom, I leap into the shower to freshen up for my baby daddy.My baby daddy...I can hardly believe it.
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There’s a knock onmy door and with my heart skipping beats, I open it, revealing my readiness to the father of my child.Wearing nothing but the cutest plus-size negligee I own, I revel in the way Max’s eyes darken with desire as he drinks me in from head to toe.
In the next instant he barges over the threshold, slamming the door closed behind us, and catches my lips with his, his strong, hard body crushing against my softness in all the right ways.His tongue probes my mouth, hungry and fueled by lust.
Between us, my hands wander down his torso, unbuttoning his red and black flannel shirt as I go.My fingers splay appreciatively over his delicious and perfectly defined abs as he runs his through my long hair, devouring my mouth as if it were his last meal.With frenzied fingers I unbuckle his belt and unzip him, my eager hands releasing him.His cock is already hard, and the compliment is not lost on me.To think this incredible specimen of a man finds mesoattractive has me melting against him like ice cream on a hot summer’s day.
In the next heartbeat, he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing at all.He takes me to the bathroom, where he puts me down momentarily to step out of his jeans, shrug off his flannel shirt, and pull his undershirt over his head.Then, gloriously naked, he tears my pretty negligee from my body with his bare hands and guides me backward into the shower.
Turning on the water, he adjusts the temperature and flow, before hiking me up and pressing my back to the tiled wall so I can wrap my legs around him.He bites my neck and nibbles each peaked nipple as the hot water washes over us.Then raising me up, he guides me onto his rock-solid cock.
A breath escapes me as I sheath him like a glove.“God, you feel so good,” I moan.It’s like we were made for each other and six weeks without him was definitely far too long.Everything about us is complimentary—my soft curves and his hard, chiseled muscles, my youth and his advanced years, my innocence and his vast experience...
With his strong hands supporting the plump globes of my ass, he thrusts like a soldier returned from war, plowing into me with deep and desperate strokes—as if he’s trying to make up for lost time—driving the very breath from my lungs with each thrust.
My cunt aches with need, and I consciously contract around him, gripping him and releasing him over and over, heightening his pleasure until he’s panting against my throat.“Oh, God.Yes,” I moan, a regretful whimper in my tone.“I’ve missed you, Max.”
“Princess,” he growls, “you have no idea how badly I’ve wanted you these past weeks.If you hadn’t called, I was more than prepared to stalk you if I had to.I had a good feeling about us.”
I throw my head back, the cool tiles in stark contrast to our hot bodies.“If I was going to be stalked by anyone, I’d want it to be you,” I breathe, gasping with every plunge of his cock into my depths as I ride him.
“Fuck, baby,” Max curses, the water running in rivulets over his exquisite body in ways that make every inch of me ache.“I’m going to come,” he warns.
“Not without me!”I retort.Closing my eyes, I drive down as hard as I can, forcing him to pummel that place inside me that pushes me over the edge and headlong into body-quaking oblivion.Together, we tumble through an ocean of rapturous bliss, hands and mouths touching, kissing, and savoring.It’s perfect, it’s passionate, it’s shamelessly romantic and everything I’ve ever wanted.
Chapter Eight
Max
Belinda’s face is the perfect blend of heavenly pleasure and furious intensity as her orgasm washes over her in powerful waves of thigh-quivering ecstasy.I dig my fingers into the flesh of her ample ass as my cock explodes inside my baby mama and I re-stake my claim on the most adventurous, beautiful, submissive woman I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting.“Fuck,” I groan when I can finally feel my legs once more.Turning off the shower with one hand, still dripping, I carry Belinda from the bathroom.
