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My chest squeezes painfully at the thought of her feeling bad about anything. “You definitely didn’t do anything wrong,” I insist, looking deep into her eyes. “If it really means that much to you, I will try.”
Just the thought of hitting Winter puts my stomach in knots. It’s been so long since she’s done anything I would even consider meriting a punishment, and knowing she’s the mother of my child makes it even harder to imagine punishing her. But maybe I can find some middle ground. She did get insanely wet when I fucked her mouth tonight.
The memory of her lips wrapped around my cock makes it start to swell and harden once more. Winter’s always been easy to turn on. She gets wet so easily, but she was absolutely soaking after her blowjob tonight. Perhaps I have been too gentle with her. At times, it’s been painful not to take her as desperately as I need her.
A flicker of arousal lights Winter’s eyes, and she reaches between us to grip my quickly hardening cock. I groan as my erection throbs fully to life.
“Mmm. Time for round three?” she asks playfully.
“You see what you do to me?” I growl, shifting into a more domineering role. I don’t have the same desperate need to force myself upon Winter as I did when she was fighting my advances so hard, but I can still draw upon my hunger for her to play that part. If that’s what turns her on, then I’m all for it. I fucking love to drive her crazy.
Gripping her wrists, I remove her hands from my body as I force them over her head. “Don’t move,” I command flatly.
The flicker of defiance in her eyes tells me Winter’s considering disobeying just to make me punish her. But I’m not ready for that. Instead, I roll onto my knees and grip the hem of her T-shirt, thrusting it up over her breasts.
Winter gasps as I trap her in that position with the shirt’s fabric, twisting it until her hands are confined, then tying it to the headboard. When our eyes meet again, I give her a wicked grin.
Slowly, I run my hands down her arms and cup her breasts. I know her nipples have been particularly tender lately. She responds so forcefully to any attention I give them. Tonight, I’ll take advantage of that as I massage her firmly until the soft, supple flesh oozes between my finger.
Winter moans, her eyes fluttering closed as she arches into my palms. When she’s good and relaxed from the attention, I take her pert nipples between my fingers and give them a hard pinch. Crying out, Winter’s back rises up off the bed. Emotions war within me, a mix of guilt and dirty desire at the reaction I get. I can’t bring myself to push it further.
Instead, I release her nipples to take my boxers off.
“Are you good and ready for me, my dirty little princess?” I growl. I swallow hard as I run my fingers between her slick folds. “You like it when I tie you up, don’t you, little minx?”
Gripping Winter’s thighs, I spread her legs wide, pressing her knees up toward her ears. She bends so easily, and my cock throbs at the ready sight of her wet pussy.
“You want me to fuck you, princess?” I rasp as I tease her entrance with my cockhead, feeling her silky slickness as I prepare to press inside of her.
“Yes,” she gasps, pulling against her makeshift restraints.
“Then beg me for it,” I demand.
“Please, baby, fuck me. I need it. Please, please,” her whining whimpers make me so fucking hard.
In the past, I would have slammed into her, and I know that’s what she wants. But still, I hesitate. Fuck, I want to shove inside her, to make her cry out as I stretch her wide. But I don’t want to hurt her or the baby. Gritting my teeth, I struggle to manage the conflict raging inside.Can I claim her pussy without overdoing it?
Swallowing hard, I go for the middle ground. Rather than easing in and out of her, acclimating her to my cock, I press inside of her in one go. Gripping her thighs with as much force as I dare, I take my time, watching as her pussy stretches to accommodate my size. I don’t stop until I’m buried inside her to the hilt, and I can feel her walls fluttering around me as the penetration stokes her arousal.
“Fuck,” she sobs, her breathing labored with how intensely she’s turned on.
“This ismypussy,” I inform her. And fuck if I’m not in heaven that I get to claim it for the rest of my life.
Winter whimpers in response.
“Say it,” I command, refusing to move inside her until she does.
“Yes! Please, baby, please,” she gasps.
“No, tell me it’s my pussy,” I insist.
“It’s your pussy,” she agrees breathily.
“Good girl,” I purr and start to rock inside her.
Winter groans, her legs quivering as I brace against her legs, filling her pussy with each thrust until I’m balls deep. I keep my pace measured, my thrusts not violent or even too hard, but I make sure to press all the way inside her, stretching her to her limits.
“That feels so fucking good,” she moans, and the need in her voice makes my cock throb.
