Forbidden Baby Daddy: A Secret Baby Romance

by Lara Swann

  “Yes.” She says, her voice emphatic as she pulls me closer. At least she doesn’t sound unsure about this. “I’m so done with not knowing…with always having things just out of my reach…with this itch I can’t scratch. I want to know what it’s like. Right now. With you. I want you.”

  As if to prove her point, she pulls my mouth to hers again, and I can’t resist when she kisses me deep and hard - in a way that’s already so different from the tentative brush of lips earlier, the slight opening that I coaxed out of her earlier - and fuck it, as if I can resist.

  Maybe she’s inexperienced, but she doesn’t seem the slightest bit uncertain. And if she picks it up at this pace…

  “You’re not going to regret it tomorrow?” I say in between kisses, both of us breathing hard as I lever myself on top of her, just to make sure.

  “No.” Her eyes are full of heat and determination as she looks up at me, her arms hooked around my back and pulling me closer. “And if I do, it’s my problem.”

  I laugh slightly, as something in me eases at hearing that. Maybe I’m a dick, but it makes me feel better to hear that she knows this is a one-night thing - to have her tell me she’s not going to come round tomorrow angry or expecting anything else.

  “Okay babe, you got yourself a deal.”

  She rolls her eyes at the cocky tone to my voice. “As if you don’t love the idea of deflowering some innocent young girl.”

  “Is that how you think of it?” I grin, not mentioning any of what I was just thinking about virgins. “‘Deflowering’? Sounds a little…classy.”

  “Maybe I am classy.”

  “Mm. I could believe that.” I lean down to kiss her again, my hands running straight up her blouse and squeezing her breasts. “But I’m not, baby. I’m hard…and rough…and dangerous.”

  Her eyes widen, but it’s not with anything close to concern. Instead, I can see them dilating - and from the way she moans and her body arches up into me, I get a good idea what she likes the idea of.

  “So I can tell you now…this isn’t going to be some fancy thing.” I smirk at her, lifting both tops until my mouth can start nibbling and kissing over her bare skin, watching goose pimples spring up around it. “I like it raw…and passionate…and real.”

  I hold her eyes as I say it, looking up over her body, and I swear she damn near convulses under me. It makes me want to chuckle, but I don’t - instead, I keep up the swagger and tug the blouse and sweater up over her body together. She moves and in one easy motion, they’re both over her head - and then she’s lying there half-naked, her sweet white-and-pink bra framing the tops of her breasts and making me want a taste immediately.

  She shifts, flushing deeper at my gaze. It’s obvious she’s not used to being on display like that - but it still doesn’t stop her pulling me to her again, my mouth and hands eagerly exploring the soft, pale skin beneath me.

  I reach around to unclasp her bra, holding her eyes the whole time and watching the sweet mixture of shyness and desire on her face. I lean up to kiss her as I slip it off, letting her generous breasts fall out into my waiting hands. She moans the moment my thumbs stroke over her nipples, arching up into me in a way that makes me groan.

  Her legs come around my hips as we kiss and as I stroke and caress her gorgeous breasts, it’s so fucking hot watching her confidence start to grow. Her hands tug at my t-shirt, obviously wanting more - and I oblige her easily, pulling it over my head in a quick movement, before going back to kissing her deeply.

  “Mmm…” She runs her hands down my back, her nails scratching just a little, and I’m surprised by just how much I enjoy the obvious appreciation. “You work out, huh?”

  I glance down at myself, not expecting the comment. I’ve heard similar things before, but it’s somehow different from her, and it surprises an honest response out of me. “A little. I think it’s mostly luck and good genes.”

  She raises an eyebrow at me, laughing a little. “Well, I think I want some of those genes. Inside me.”

  She says it in a way she’s obviously trying to make alluring and naughty, but she blushes at the same time - and I can’t help it, it’s adorable. I start laughing too, kissing her again.

  “Well, at least you know how this works.”

  “Hey!”

  I grin, kissing the corner of her mouth and then running down her chin and along her neck, enjoying the touch and taste of every part of her. As I drift lower, my eyes catch on something else - the only thing remaining on her upper body - and I pause, glancing up with sudden curiosity.

  “Is it because of this?” I ask, playing with the little crucifix between my fingers.

  “Hm?” She asks, sounding distracted as her hands run over my shoulders, her legs exploring my denim-covered ass.

  “That it’s taken you so long to do this - is it a religious thing?” I ask, nibbling at the hollow of her throat before looking up with a smirk. “Don’t tell me you were saving yourself for marriage and all that?”

  I know asking her could go the wrong way, but I can’t help teasing a little. She’s fun, and I’m curious.

  “Not just that - and hey, don’t judge.” She scowls at me, but there’s amusement behind it as she pulls me closer, until our lips are brushing again. “I bet you don’t mind the idea of corrupting an innocent girl, hm…introducing me to your life of sin?”

  That makes me laugh, and I kiss her deeply as my hands find her breasts again.

  My life of sin. Hah.

  “I might have had a Catholic school girl fantasy or two…” I say suggestively, somewhere between teasing and aroused.

  “I’m not actually Catholic.” She points out. “Or a school girl.”

  “Well, don’t ruin it.” I say, making her laugh.

  It’s such an easy, pleasant sound that it warms something inside me, and I smile at her, taking a moment to look at the beautiful way her face creases and the sparkle in her eyes before kissing her again. I can’t remember the last time this was quite so…fun.

  I make my way down her body again, kissing her throat and nibbling as I feel it still vibrating with some of that laughter. By the time my mouth reaches her breasts, though, the tone has changed completely, becoming deeper and more throaty as I latch onto them, suckling the way I wanted to the moment I first saw them. She gasps as I do, arching up into me and clutching at the bed.

  Wow. I wasn’t expecting quite that response…

  I suck hard, my tongue flicking over her nipples as my hands stroke over the smoothness of her skin, wanting to feel every part of her as she breathes hard above me, softly moaning in a continuous stream. Her legs grip my hips harder and she starts bucking against me a little, her hips moving instinctively against the rock-hard bulge in my pants, in a way that makes me growl against her skin.

  “Oh…Ash…this is…I…mmm…”

  Part of me wants to laugh, but I’m too drawn in by everything she’s doing - and then her hands grasp at my head, pushing me further into her gorgeous cleavage as I work at her breasts, moving between them and squeezing and stroking with my hands as well. It feels so perfect, but I already want more - and when her head starts rocking back into the pillows, I finally start moving further down.

  I open her belt in one smooth movement - and then I’m sliding her pants down her legs, getting them off as she helps with a quick kick, before returning to the place I’ve been thinking about this whole time.

  I don’t take off my pants. Not yet. I want her to know that I’m going to make this all about her - or mostly, anyway. I’ve been dying to know whether she tastes as sweet as she seems this whole time.

  I hover there for a moment, just breathing in her scent as I slowly spread her thighs open with my hands, my thumbs and fingers caressing her soft skin and making her shudder.

  When I start to lower myself toward her, though, I feel her shift under me - propping herself up on her elbows to look down.

  “What are you…”

  “Just trust me
.” I glance up to meet her eyes, smiling softly at the confusion in them.

  Yeah. For real.

  “Lie back…relax a little…it’ll feel good, I promise.”

  She slowly does as I’m suggesting, though I can feel the frustration radiating off her as she so obviously wants more.

  Which is exactly what I’m about to give her.

  I press my mouth to her panties, and I can feel the wet patch there, the scent and taste of her so close as I breathe against it, warming the area before I nuzzle closer, my lips and tongue starting to work through the panties, letting her start to feel me through them and—

  “Ohh…”

  Yes. That.

  I fight back the smirk, bringing my attention back to what I’m doing as I run my fingers over her panties before hooking them underneath and sliding them down and out of the way. She gasps again above me at the cool air, but I’m already there against her - I can’t resist it any longer - my mouth covering her as I run my tongue over her pussy, dipping it inside as I taste her musky sweetness.

  Oh. Fuck. Just like I thought…so good.

  “Ash!” She gasps, surprised, but a brief glance up tells me all I need to know - she’s flushed with heat, her hair is wild and her eyes are half-closed as she sinks into the bed. Exactly what I wanted.

  I start off slow, but it’s not long before my tongue is working hard, caressing every nerve ending, tempting and teasing her inner lips before flicking up to wrap around her clit, stroking and sucking there as she shudders under me, her moans getting louder and more insistent. Her hips are moving against my mouth now, as she gives herself over to a wild abandon that I love knowing I’ve brought out of her, and I’m surprised at just how quickly I can feel her getting close - her body tensing against me, her gasps getting sharper and more desperate, everything about her screaming just how much she wants this.

  It’s fucking perfect.

  I slip a finger inside just as she starts to convulse around me - not far, but enough that she can feel me and that hint of what’s to come. She’s so damn tight that my cock feels ready to burst, my balls aching with a deep need I can’t wait to satisfy. My tongue speeds up around her clit, increasing the pressure - and then her hips thrust upwards as she cries out, her body tensing and jerking under me as I ride through it with her. Her juices flood over my face and I groan with the feeling of being down here, the unique sensation of her all around me.

  “Oh—oh god—oh Ash—”

  I keep licking, gentler and softer now, easing her through the climax that’s roaring within her as she gasps and pants. When the shudders start to ease in intensity and she sinks languidly back into the bed, I give her one last kiss down there and work my way up her body, still kissing and nibbling as I go. As soon as I reach her, she wraps her arms around me, burying her head into my neck and clinging tightly. After a moment, she relaxes back onto the bed again, sighing deeply.

  “Wow. It’s never felt that good when I’ve done it.”

  I chuckle softly, softly caressing her face as I take a moment to absorb the blissed-out look on her face. The one I put there.

  “I should hope not.” I murmur, moving my hand down again, playing across her skin until I get to her now highly sensitized breasts, making her gasp again when I touch them. I smirk at her, raising an eyebrow as I lower my mouth. “Do you want more?”

  She looks at me, blinking for a moment, but when I shift my weight so that I’m settled in between her legs, my crotch pressed up against hers and only my pants separating us…her eyes widen and she gets the idea.

  “Yes.” She breathes, clutching at my arm as if I might possibly refuse her. “Oh, yes…please…more…”

  I chuckle again, secretly pleased to hear those words - to have her make it explicit just how much she wants this.

  I shrug off my own pants within moments, taking my underwear with them as I kick everything to the floor - and then I’m pressed up against her, skin to skin, my aching cock so desperate to feel the inside of that tight, warm pussy that it’s killing me.

  That’s one good thing about this being her first time - we get that, skin-to-skin with nothing between us, which I’d never usually risk for a night like this. But I got tested after splitting with Rhia a few months ago - can never be too careful - and she’s not going to have anything…and I want it so badly right now.

  “This okay?” I murmur as my naked cock presses against her entrance, rubbing it lightly up and down in an anticipation that’s threatening to overwhelm me.

  Her eyes are still wide, but she nods eagerly even as I see her biting her lip - and I grin, relief coursing through me. Most of her nerves seem to have been washed away in the haze of pleasure and climax, and before they have a chance to build again, I lean down to kiss her, one hand stroking over her breast as I slowly start pressing inside her. I’m hard as a rock and going this slowly is killing me, but I ignore that, focusing on every slightest emotion that plays across her face - the desire, excitement and brief anxiety, the anticipation of pain…

  “Just do it.” She whispers. “I want to feel you.”

  I groan, her words making it impossible to resist exactly that - and in one smooth thrust, I’ve seated myself inside her. She gasps as I do, clinging to me, and I stay there for a moment, letting her adjust. She’s so tight just the throbbing of my cock seems to hit up against the walls of her pussy and it’s incredible, like nothing I’ve ever felt. I don’t remember this from when Gina and I took each others’ virginity at fifteen years old. Not at all. Then again, that was a fumbling mess.

  “Fuck…” I mutter, kissing her neck as she clutches at me. “You feel…so good. So…unbelievably…good, Chloe.”

  “So do you.” She whispers, and then before I can even ask whether she’s okay, she starts moving, rocking against me in a way that drives me instantly crazy.

  “Can I…” I murmur, and she nods immediately.

  “Please…” She gasps, and that’s enough for me.

  I hold her to me as I start to thrust, as slowly as I can while she gasps and moans around me, adjusting herself to the feeling of it before I start to pick up the pace. It feels like my slightest movement stretches her further, like she feels every tiny shift of my cock, and I’ve never known anything like it. She’s warm and soft and slick and so fucking perfect that I’m almost ready to explode and I feel like I’ve barely started.

  I try to be gentle, but it’s not long before I’m going harder and faster - her cries and shouts encouraging me on with every stroke - and I can feel the need building deep inside me, rushing up faster than it usually does until my cock feels ready to burst, throbbing and pulsing within her. She’s gasping too, her body overly sensitized from the earlier climax and every slightest sensation overwhelming her with its strength and heat. I can feel her pussy trembling around me, she’s so tight I feel I can read it perfectly, and I keep going, wanting to drive her on toward that edge again - wanting more, wanting to see her face light up as she discovers all the pleasure she’s been missing out on.

  I’ve never got the fascination with virgins until right this moment - when I suddenly want to give her everything that no one else has before. Knowing that this moment of hers is mine to make special, to rock her world and show her how this should be done.

  That thought is almost as hot as the body wrapped tightly around mine, the tight pussy squeezing and contracting around me.

  “I…I…Ash…”

  “Let it go.” I murmur in her ear, kissing every part of her I can reach while my fingers slide over her breasts, teasing her hard nipples and trying to give her everything. “I’m right here with you.”

  I can feel what she needs - her body tight with the hunger coiling through it - her body reacting more and more wildly to every thrust I make. I can’t hold on much longer either, but I want to give her this first - I want to see it - and the next moment, she gives me everything I ask for.

  Her head flies back and she screams as the climax
roars through her, her pussy tightening more than I’d thought possible on my cock, convulsing around it in the hottest movement as her body moves with mine, meeting every thrust and stroke in its own desperate need for more. I hold her tight, moving faster and faster through her climax as the same need surges through me, the sight of her unadulterated pleasure too much to bear.

  Within moments, I’m right there with her - sinking myself deep inside and the release bursting through me, filling her with everything I have as we clutch at each other and gasp for breath. Pleasure rocks through me, warm and languid with the kind of breathtaking release that I’ve been aching for all evening.

  When we finally slump back to the bed, my cock slipping out of her, I gather her up close in my arms and she snuggles against me. I stay like that until my breathing evens out, not wanting to part with her for a moment - but eventually, I gently detach myself.

  “I’ll be back in a moment.” I murmur, to her barely-mumbled objection.

  I disappear into the bathroom, cleaning myself up before finding a wash cloth and rinsing it under warm water. I return to the bedroom and sit down next to a dazed-looking Chloe, gently cleaning her up to her soft sighs. It makes me smile to myself, seeing and hearing just how content she is, and she tries to curl into me again. I stroke her hair, but finish what I’m doing before taking the cloth back to the bathroom. There’s a little blood, not too much but I’ll leave some money for Moe tomorrow just in case we’ve made too much of a mess.

  I hit the light switch off on the way back and then finally get to return to the bed, pulling the comforter out from under her and slipping it over both of us as I lie back down. I roll into her, scooping her up in my arms and breathing in the delicious, tantalizing scent that’s all Chloe. She cuddles up to me, her eyes closing as she sighs softly. Her hand plays across my chest, running through the light hair there as her head rests against my shoulder. I think she’s going to say something, but within a few minutes her breathing starts to even out and her body relaxes even further against me.