Page 43 of The Decoy

“Are you sure about this? We don’t have to have sex tonight.”

She looks at my shoulders, then reaches up and runs her hands over my chest, her eyes even darker and hungrier than they were in the shower.

“Brody, I want this. I want you. And frankly, getting completely drilled into the mattress would solve a lot of my problems right now,” she smirks in a wicked little way that sends a shockwave straight to my dick.

A groan escapes me. “Is that right, Princess? You want this cock inside you?” I grab my length and stroke it.

“Yes, please,” she says roughly, her hands gripping my biceps, pulling me down to her. “And since I’m already pregnant, we don’t need to worry about protection, do we?”

“I’m clean. Never even had sex without a condom before.”

“Then what are you waiting for, Vaughn?”

I ease down between her thighs, careful to keep my weight on my forearms so I don’t press against her stomach. I reach between us, guiding my crown through her slick opening. She’s soaked, warm, and I feel completely unworthy of having this beautiful woman beneath me.

“Look at me, Ellis,” I rasp softly.

She looks from where we’re joined to my face, her gaze meeting mine.

Slowly, I push forward, sinking deep into her tight cunt.

She lets out a long moan, her back arching off the mattress as she takes all of me. Her hands wrap around my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as I bury myself completely inside her.

“Brody, you’re so big,” she breathes my name, her forehead pressing against mine.

I still for a long minute, trying to keep myself from coming. I wasn’t lying, I’ve never had sex without a condom and I gotta say… I’m a fan. And telling me my cock is big…yeah…I’m gonna come fast if I don’t try to take this slow.

“Just making sure I don’t come too quickly, and I need to make sure I’m not hurting you.” I lean down and kiss her. “You’ll tell me if something doesn’t feel right?”

“I promise, the baby is fine. And I’m perfect,” she says, a breathless smile touching her lips. “Now move, Brody.”

So I do.

I pull my hips back slowly, almost entirely out of her, before pressing back in with a deep thrust that makes her moan. The friction is incredible—so tight, so wet, and so intensely hot. I keep the pace slow and deliberate at first, driving into her, feeling every ripple of her inner muscles gripping my cock.

“Brody…oh God,” she whimpers, her head pressing against the pillows. Her hands slide from my back down to my hips, trying to pull me in deeper, harder.

I increase the rhythm, my thrusts getting faster, pounding into her relentlessly. Every time I hit her G-spot, she lets out a breathless gasp.

“You’re mine, Ellis,” I groan, my face buried in her neck, my hands sliding down to frame her hips, lifting her slightly to change the angle. “You hear me? You’re mine.”

“Yes,” she cries out, her voice shaky. “Yes, Brody, yours!”

The sound of her surrender breaks the last thread of my control. I pump my hips, snapping forward so hard it shakes the entire bed, drilling her into the mattress, just like she’d asked. The slick, wet sound of our bodies colliding fills the quiet room, mingling with the frantic sound of our breathing.

Ellis’s inner muscles pulse around my cock, contracting in tight spasms as she comes.

“Brody, I’m…I’m com⁠—”

“Let go, Princess,” I rasp, thrusting deep and hard into her. “I got you. Come for me.”

She shatters beneath me with a sharp cry, her body trembling as her orgasm crashes over her in waves. The feel of her around my cock, throbbing, sends me right over the edge. I let out a deep moan, driving into her one last time, holding myself inside her as my release rips through me, pouring myself into her.

Once we catch our breath, I reluctantly pull out of her. But Ellis lies still on the mattress, her eyes fixed on me.

I stay on my knees between her legs, holding onto her soft thighs, my gaze dropping down to her pussy.

A thick, white stream of my cum drips out of her, glistening against her gorgeous pink lips, running down through her ass cheeks.