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“Sounds like I don’t have a choice.”
He rolls onto his back, carrying me with him. “Hardly. You have the choice right now. We have one more condom. We can use it, or not. But if we don’t, that’s a legally binding contract that you want me to be Daddy on more than one level.”
And for more than four days.
My heart pounds as I push up, sitting astride him. There are reasons this is a bad idea, I’m sure of it, but I can’t think of a single one. Other than this is crazy.
Sometimes crazy is the best plan you’ve got.
I don’t know if it’s something my father actually used to say—memory being fickle that way—but it sounds like him. And while I can’t imagine he ever thought about his grown daughter implementing his advice while naked, it feels right.
I push up and reach between my legs, grabbing hold of him. I’m still wet from our kisses before our conversation went sideways, and it doesn’t take much to fit our bodies together.
Justin glares up at me, his sternness a turn-on as I circle my slick entrance around the crown of his cock.
“This is how bad little girls get pregnant,” he mutters.
A thrill races through me. His cock throbs in my hand. He’s huge, thick and veined.
“Areyousure?” I ask.
“Me?” He licks his lips, his expression pure sin. “I’ve wanted to come in you since the moment I heard you touching yourself, princess.”
A perfect reminder that our chemistry was instantaneous, and we’ve both craved this since before we could name it.
“Put my fat cock inside you,” he growls. “Then lean back and show me how you take it.”
Shaking, I sink down on his length, the heavy girth pressing me wide open, making my flesh stretch around him. That first throb when he’s fully seated inside me takes my breath away, then I shift my weight back, leaning my hands on his thighs.
“That’s it, baby girl. Show me what’s mine,” he growls, his gaze locked between my legs. “Show me where you need me to fill you up.”
He circles his finger around my entrance, making my shake, then touches my clit next.
“You want me to breed you?” His voice is a lush rasp, dripping with sex, and if he keeps talking to me like that as he strokes my pussy, I’m going to come immediately.
But we’re not counting condoms anymore, so we can do it again.
A thrilling thought.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Tell me.” He groans as I ride him slowly. “Fuck, I need to hear you say it, princess. Tell me what you want me to do.”
I’m shaking from head to toe now, every inch of me primed. I grab his free hand and pull it to my breast, needing him to touch me everywhere. “I want you to breed me,” I whisper. “I want Daddy to fill me up and make me pregnant.”
He grunts at that, his hand tightening on my flesh, pinching my nipple between his fingers. “You’re gonna let a stranger breed you?”
“You’re not a stranger.” My voice hitches. I’m close now, every part of me taut, every movement delicious and so close to the edge. “You’re mine.”
“Fucking right I am.” He growls and thrusts his hips off the bed. “And you’re mine. I know you, princess. And you know me. You know this is right.”
“Yes…”
“You need this.”
“Yes…”
“Daddy’s gonna knock you up. Put a baby in your tummy.”
