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He loomed up over her, his eyes gentle. “I’d never screw you over or hurt you.”
“Ross…”
“I’ll treat you with dignity if you do for me the same.”
“My answer is yes.”
He laid her down. “Hold still…tell me if…don’t stop…”
She barely understood him but it didn’t matter. His bare dick thrust inside her, breaking her virginity.
“Fuck,” he hissed.
She gasped; It was the first time she had ever taken dick there, and Ross wasn’t small.
“That’s right…good girl. Good girl…”
He rocked inside her deep. His mind was in a turmoil but his body knew exactly what it wanted. No use, reaching for logic and reason. No man could think calm rational thoughts while buried deep in pussy like that. Her soft, pretty cunt squeezed and milked the whole length of his big dick. His better angels-- Angel-- were roaring, telling him to stop. This was insane. A strange girl dumped in his living room, telling him her sole purpose for existing was to breed his child.
Let me breed her, then.
Ross wanted Angel more than he had any other woman in his life. It could be the perfect arrangement.
Hell, Manny had promised to find him a wife. The perfect woman. Wasn't Angel perfect? Perfect...He slid out and turned her over. “How does it feel?”
“So good,” she cried.
He grabbed her thick hips, squeezing them firmly before getting two handfuls of her juicy ass and plowing her into the bed. She was so wet the sounds of their fucking came nearly louder than her cries. She moaned his name in her sweet husky voice, tensed her cunt around him, tugging him deeper as he pulled out to thrust back in a deep rhythm that overwhelmed her.
At one point she looked over her shoulder. Her soft lips slightly parted, her huge eyes stared up at him in fascination. From that alone he nearly blew his load. His heart thudded. He leaned down and kissed her, putting every bit of tenderness he was capable of into the soft embrace. Hell, if she didn't taste like a goddamned candy cane. Ross felt the orgasm coming, a big load to put inside her.
“Don’t run from this dick, babygirl.”
She wrapped her legs over his hips and crossed her heels. Somehow he slid deeper, and she screamed. He tried to slide out but then realized it was a scream of pleasure. So he made her lose her voice from screaming, every thrust pushing him closer to the edge, but he held on. He made her cum rivers all over his dick, and then it was time to seal the bargain.
His balls tightened up. Almost like she sensed it, she did that thing with her hips again and Ross felt the head of his dick pummel the soft cap of her cervix.
“Uhn,” she moaned deep inside her throat. A desperate feral sound. “Ross…”
My seed inside her, now.
Grunting, he pumped eight creamy loads inside the former virgin. He did it knowing it would knock her up with a baby and tie her to him forever. He did it intentionally. He impregnated her knowing that it gave him all the power in the situation. Knowing that her womb would grow big with his child, that her fertile body would swell and produce milk. That she would be in his bed from now on. For the next nine months…
Or forever. I’ll keep her pregnant if that’s what it takes and she can run me bankrupt.
It didn’t matter what people said now. The baby was there; or would be very soon. His name and influence would protect her, and if society shunned him, he had plenty of money to waste taking Angel all over the world. He stroked her stomach possessively and she tilted up her head, her eyes warm with desire for him. She wanted him damn near as bad and she knew that she held the real power over him. He stroked her stomach and french-kissed her the way she liked.
He liked her dancer’s body, her strong thighs and fat ass and soft titties.
“I want to spoil you,” he said.
“You already do.”
“Take my card and buy you anything you want,” he said, sucking her dark cinnamon nipples, playing with the adorable piercings.
She gasped. “You are crazy.”
“I don’t give a fuck.”
