Page 2 of His Perfect Little Heirs

My coy eagerness plays across my cheeks, creating crimson hues. I will always blush for him. It is impossible not to.

Obediently, I climb onto the pillow. Seeking that blissful buzz, I rub along the fluffy mound as I reach up and draw his zipper down.

“Wait, sweet girl.” He grips my wrists, then positions me, placing my palms flat on his knees. Straightening, I gaze up at him, and his dark intent flares through his blue eyes as they train on my mouth.

I part my lips to breathe beneath the intensity of his heated gaze, but then he orders, “More. Open your mouth wide for me. I want to see your tonsils.”

My pulse flutters along my neck with nervous excitement as I widen my lips, my tongue wiggling around with uncertainty. I don’t know where to put it. Saliva builds. I try to fight it. Not wanting to literally drool, although I figuratively do it often.

He grins. “Good girl. Stick your tongue out, and rest it on your lower lip. That’s the most comfortable spot for you, and relax, sweet girl. You look pretty when you salivate for me.”

My eyes well up when he pushes two fingers between my lips, fingering my mouth suggestively, his eyes unwavering from the action. He uses them to lather my mouth.

Stirring around my cheeks.

I mewl a little when a small stream of saliva slides from my bottom lip, but he only chuckles deeply. “Such a good girl. Now suck on my fingers and hump your pillow, little deer.”

I stare up at him through my top lashes and envelop his fingers, gently sucking on them.

My wide gaze fixes on him, daring him. I suck harder and start to ride the pillow, feeling pleasure spinning around me, dizzying me. The moment is intimate. Exposing. I moan around his fingers, the desire between my thighs warming from the base of my spine to the tips of my ears.

His eyes darken when I shudder.

I close mine, unable to hold his.

I ride the pillow shamelessly. Suck his fingers. Curl my toes. Put on a show.

Moving and gyrating on my knees, I hum to the subtle pleasure between my thighs, the soft material lightly fondling my wet, pulsing core.

His fingers slip from inside my mouth, but I keep my eyes closed, my mouth parted, and my pussy grinding on the pillow for him to watch and enjoy.

I hear him shuffle.

My heart races.

The smooth, large head of his erection slides into my mouth, and I close my lips over it on a satisfied sigh. He is mine to enjoy. Only mine.

Softly, I suck, rewarded with a deep praise-filled groan.

Smoothing down my hair, he says, “You’re going to meet the next love of your life soon, sweet girl, and you’re going to do just fine. Everything will be perfect. The ultrasound will be fine. He will be strong. Resilient. Brave. How could he not be with a mother like my little deer,” he says easily, but his voice is rough as his words of affirmation spur me on, my mouth licking him to match his praise. “Christ, little deer. Your mouth is so pretty. So eager.” He lifts his hips and massages the back of my head, fingers circling my scalp, curling my hair around my crown. “Remember, little deer, that just because you have this very important responsibility, doesn’t mean I am not here to guide you. Just because I have more to care for now, doesn’t mean my priorities will change. Your wellbeing and safety will always be my number one focus. So, when you feel overwhelmed and you need reassurance, I am here. I willalwaysput my little deer first. Will always choose you, so you can put my children first, so you can always choose them. Now, nod your head so I know you understand.”

I nod around his cock.

“Good. You need to come on the pillow for me, sweet girl. Show me how pretty you are.”

Yes, Sir.

Still mouthing his thick length, I focus on the pillow between my thighs, bunching it to a point. I ride it and whine around his cock, saliva rushing down my chin as the delicate sensation buzzes along my folds.

My rhythm breaks, becoming uneven as pressure builds through my core. Tightness gathers along my inner thighs. Heat races across my skin as a small orgasm slides through me. I release his cock. A gentle whimper whispers passed my lips, my body jerks softly on the pillow, and he praises me as I come.

“You are very endearing to watch, sweet girl. Such a good girl for me. Showing me how your pretty body moves, letting me smell your pretty scent.” His voice is like velvet, and I shudder through my orgasm. “There you go. Do you feel a little bit better?”

I nod, my body a humming vessel of pleasure. A subtle kind of pleasure that is easy to feel and float down from. Nothing explosive like what he tears from me, but nice all the same when experienced under his gaze. “I feel good.”

“You look very pretty.” He reaches out and brushes his thumb down my cheek. “I like you blushing.” I smile at him, and his soft expression balloons my heart. “Time to go, little deer. Up you get.”

On wobbly legs, I rise in front of him. He tucks his cock back in his pants, standing with me. We fix ourselves for company and head towards the room I was taken to on my first morning staying here. When I heard my baby’s heartbeat but didn’t see— I didn’t get to see him. It seems like such a long time ago. I was just a lost girl with no place in this world to call my own.

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