Baby Lust: A Navy SEAL Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants #1)

by Flora Ferrari

  As my head leaned back he thrust our four fingers inside me finding my spot and my juices exploded. He placed one hand on my back and left our other hands inside my panties. He swooped me up in his arms. Our fingers still inside me, my body still convulsing as he carried me to the front door.

  CHAPTER 9

  Mia

  My free hand fumbled with the keys in my pocket. The fingers of my other hand still inside me. This was beyond my wildest fantasy already, and we weren’t even inside.

  He carried me through the doorway and I kicked at the door to close it. He was moving too fast and I missed. He took a few steps inside and tossed me five feet across the room and onto the couch. I hit the cushions and lay there. Staring at him.

  He slowly backed up never taking his eyes off me. He pushed the door closed behind him without even looking.

  He took the hand that had been inside me and put the two fingers deep inside his mouth. He slowly pulled them out.

  “You taste just as delicious as I imagined.”

  Oh my God. He’d already fantasized about tasting me. And now the rest of his fantasies were about to be acted out in real time. I couldn’t wait.

  He stood there still staring at me. I was a hot mess on the couch. One orgasm in, and hungry for a hundred more.

  He reached down and grabbed his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. As the shirt came off he was still looking at me.

  But my eyes drifted south. To the perfect V of his abdomen showing the impeccable specimen of a man.

  And he was right in front of me. Ready for me. Licking his fingers with my juices. He was hard, hot, and horny…all because of me.

  He was beyond a powerful man. Physically and mentally. But the power I felt knowing I was turning him into a savage beast made me feel just as powerful. The way he lost control, just for me. The way my body made his cock stand at attention, my pussy ready to salute its authority and follow its orders.

  “This is the moment I’ve been waiting for,” he said. “I’ve thought about this moment thousands of times. Jerked off furiously to the thought of you, laid out before me just like this, more times than I can remember. And it was always good, but it could never compare to this. The real thing. You, here in front of me. Ready and waiting on that couch. Ready for me to take you. To make you. Make you mine. Own you. Devour you. Possess you. Make you realize what you never knew you’ve been missing and know what things are going to be like around her from now on.”

  His words were pushing me to the brink of cumming again. It was like a work of art. His body was the masterpiece to my eyes and his words were music to my ears. His smell was intoxicating. I could smell him from across the room. All that was left was to taste him again. To touch him again. “I want you,” I said.

  “And you’re going to get me. But first I’m going to take in this moment. Imprint it in my mind forever.” He closed his eyes and dropped his head forward. His head shot up as he inhaled deeply through his mouth. His head going all the way back. Then his head lowered again. His eyes open this time. I was below him, but his head was lowered, causing him to have to look up at me.

  I’d seen this look before, but never in humans. It was so clear, so animalistic. It was Animal Planet in the flesh. He was a wolf with its target in its sights. The wolf staring down its meal just before it takes off for the strike. For the obliteration.

  God, I wanted him to obliterate me. Toss me, turn me, spank me, slap me. The suspense was killing me. I already knew I’d be wearing turtlenecks for weeks just by the way he looked at me. How I’d be a bruised mess, and how much I was going to love each and every second of it.

  But he wasn’t the only animal. My pussy howled for him. Called for him to come. And for him to eat. For him to sink his head in between my legs and show me pleasure I never knew possible.

  “Touch yourself. Do it now.”

  I slid my hands in between my legs and rubbed my pants over my pussy.

  “Hands in your pants.”

  My hand darted up and under. My fingers quickly back on my swollen bud. My body trembling with anticipation.

  He watched. Kicking off his boots, undoing his belt and dropping his pants, but never taking his eyes off me. He stood there in his boxer briefs, holding his leather belt. It was looped in half and hung toward the ground.

  His shoulders were wide. So broad. So massive. He was an Adonis. A sculpture. I rubbed faster and harder.

  “No more. Are you ready to be owned?”

  “I’m so ready,” I moaned.

  “Then here I fucking come,” he said. He took two steps and dove at the couch.

  CHAPTER 10

  Noah

  I ripped her pants down, bringing her panties with them. I tossed them away and lifted her ankles towards my shoulders. I angled my body, pulling off my underwear and tossing them against the wall.

  “I could stare at this fucking masterpiece all day. This pink, swollen throbbing work of art.”

  I took in a deep breath.

  “But I’m not going to, because I’d rather destroy it.”

  I slid my belt up under her lower back and angled her hips perfectly. I laid my throbbing cock at her entrance and grabbed her by the chin. Our faces focused on each other. I stared into her eyes, and slowly moved my entire body forward and over her, maintaining eye contact for the entire ten plus inches of my journey. My journey into the abyss. Where I was ready to get lost. Where I was ready to drown in her. To be taken by her. But first, I was the one who was going to do the taking.

  I spread her legs wide and thrust my hips in rhythm. My breath quicker and stronger with each exhale.

  “Fuck, you feel so good. So perfect. I want to live inside you.”

  “Oh, Noah,” she moaned.

  I slid her ankles to the side, her legs wrapping around my back. I leaned in and took her beautiful little head in both hands, kissing her hard.

  Our bodies slid against each other. The heat from the friction burning me inside and out.

  I kissed her neck hard. I had her chin firmly in one hand and ran my other hand along her neck as I took it in my mouth, making my way up to just below her ear.

  I turned her head sideways and down against the pillow. Her hands raised in the air, flailing. Grabbing for anything, finding nothing. Nothing but pleasure, as I kissed her collarbone. Tracing her horizontal angle across with my tongue.

  I grabbed her big breast, pulling it out from her bra with my hand and traced the areola with my tongue before crashing down on the nipple with my mouth. Twirling it around inside. Sucking it. Mouth fucking it. Watching her squirm, and twist, and her breaths become even more shallow as she fought back losing control.

  I dropped my hands behind her finding the belt and throwing it aside. Holding onto her I leaned back quickly, springing us up. We were face to face. My dick straight up inside her.

  I grabbed her hard by the hips and began bouncing her on my steel rod. Impaling her with each upward drive against her downward force. It was like a struggle of power, with both sides claiming victory with each hammering stroke.

  Her mouth opened wide and a few gasps left her lips.

  “I’m cum, cum, cumming.”

  I kept the speed constant and watched her face, just inches from me. And then suddenly I felt her hot breath expel into my face and her pussy clench around my cock. Her head sprung forward and her eyes opened wide. Her pupils dilated as she screamed. “Aaah!”

  For the next twenty seconds my mind left my body. My hands continued pulling her up and slamming her down on my dick, but all I could focus on was her face. How she looked at me. How I watched her as I owned her. How it made me feel like a complete man. I had my woman, totally and fully, and I wasn’t about to let her go. Not now, not ever.

  When I felt her body go fully limp I stopped. She sat there on top of me. My dick deep in her. She was sweaty, hot, and smelled purely of sex. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

  She looked dazed and confused. Almost as
if she had awoken from a deep sleep. And she had. Her body never had experienced anything like that before. I guaran-fucking-tee it.

  “Is the storm over?” She smiled as her chest heaved and she gasped for breath.

  “It’s not over until I say it’s over.”

  CHAPTER 11

  Noah

  Now it was my time. Time to let loose and fill her full. So full that her body would have no choice but to give me the baby I wanted.

  I picked her up and took her into the bedroom. I gently steadied her as I leaned her against the wall. She was standing, but bent over at the waist, still trying to catch her breath.

  I moved to her bed and throw the covers to the ground. I laid back and began touching myself. Just staring at her. Staring at what I had done to her. How I had pleased her. How I had satisfied her beyond her wildest dreams. And smiled at how the best was still yet to come.

  Mia

  I couldn’t catch my breath. I worked out from time to time, but this was other worldly.

  I tried to raise my head to look at him there on my bed. How times had changed. Just two nights ago I had been in that bed with a pint of ice cream and a book. Reading about the fantasies I was sure to never fulfill. Forty-eight hours later, exactly in the spot where I had been, Captain America was sprawled out stroking himself at the sight of me.

  How did I get so lucky?

  His dick looked like a tent pole, only much thicker. A perfect ninety degree angle as he laid out on his back, his head and shoulders propped up by my pillows. My pillows which usually smelled like scented laundry detergent, which now smelled like a real man. And which were about to smell a whole lot like a wild romp in the sheets.

  “You look like an animal still. One who’s still hungry.”

  “My appetite is insatiable when it comes to you.”

  Damn, there he goes again. Knowing exactly what to say and when to say it.

  “Isn’t that what you want?” he asked.

  I nodded. Still winded.

  “Say it. Say that’s what you want.”

  “That’s what I want.”

  “What do you want?”

  “I want you. Inside me.”

  “You want me inside you, filling your pretty pussy with my cum.”

  “Yes.”

  “You want my cum making a baby inside you. You want to carry my baby. You want to have my child. Our first child.”

  “Yes, I want to have your baby.” God, it felt amazing just to say it.

  “Take off your bra.”

  Somehow my shirt had come off, but my bra was still on. I hardly know why since it wasn’t really doing its job.

  I slid my bra off and then froze.

  “Play with your big titties.”

  I reached down and grabbed my breasts. I squeezed them hard, causing his face to take an angry, intense look and for his stroke to grow harder.

  “Now bring those beautiful breasts over here to me. Give me what’s mine.”

  It was an order I was happy to carry out.

  I could already see the pre-cum on the tip of his dick as I made my way to the bed. Or maybe his member was still covered in my orgasm.

  I crawled onto the bed and was about to mount him, when I felt his grip tighten around my wrist.

  “This is it. Last exit before you cross the bridge forever. I’m going to put a baby in you. I want it more than anything. Is that what you want too?”

  I appreciated that he took the time to ask, but there was no need. “Absolutely. It’s what I want, too.”

  This was my man. And I was ready to make his baby.

  CHAPTER 12

  Mia

  You are huge.”

  “And every last inch of it is for you.”

  He was still stroking himself from root to tip. “You like watching me? You like seeing what you do to me?”

  I nodded.

  “Good, because soon you’re going to see it in my face when your tight pussy chokes the life out of my cock. As your orgasm that sends you over the edge, takes me over the edge with it. You ready to see that?”

  I nodded.

  “And the best part is that all this cumming is going to give us what we both want. A baby.”

  “That’s what I want.”

  “Good, because I’m going to come like a tropical thunderstorm. Like a Texas tornado spinning and twisting and throwing things in every direction. But all that’s going to get thrown is my cum, deep inside your pussy. Does that make you wet?”

  I nodded.

  “Good. Because when I’m done this entire bed is going to be soaked. My cum’s going to be dripping out of you, dripping out of me, covering you, on the sheets, on the pillows, on the carpet, everywhere. And not only that, you’re going to cum so hard the sheets are going to need washing twice.”

  “I can’t wait.”

  “Touch yourself.”

  I reached down and began fingering myself, paying extra attention to the one o’clock position. The position that always made me the wettest. I closed my eyes and exhaled from the pleasure. The sensation of my own touch, and the erotic sensation his words were causing my ears.

  We were side by side, pleasuring ourselves. It was unbelievable.

  I looked over and watched as his muscles flexed. His biceps tightened. His triceps lifted. His forearms became more rock hard than usual. And his knuckles approached whiteness from the grip.

  “I could finish just watching you.”

  “And I could watch you all day and all night,” I said.

  “But I’d rather claim you.”

  “I’ve always been yours to claim. No one else’s. I was waiting for you.”

  “And now I’m here.” He released his grip and lunged at me. I was taken off guard, and tried to raise my hands but it was too late. He had me wrapped in his arms and he kissed me hard. My hands grabbed his face, increasing the already strong pressure of his lips against mine.

  He moved up and down, the friction of his hips grinding against mine. I looked down and could see his cock pointing straight up towards his belly button as its shaft dragged along my skin.

  “What will you give to feel this in you?” he said when he saw me looking.

  “Anything,” I moaned.

  “Anything, or everything?”

  “Everything.”

  He grabbed his cock and placed it at the entrance of my pussy. Then he stopped, staring deep into my eyes. If I would have moved a muscle he would have entered me.

  “You’ve brought out the animal in me. It’s out of its cage. I’ve got to let it loose.”

  “Uncage it.”

  “It’s going to be like seeing the sun after a lifetime of darkness. It might be too much too take. Feeling you again, going fast, is going to push me over the edge.”

  “Go over the edge. Take me with you.”

  He tilted his hips back, took a deep breath, and slid it all deep inside me. He groaned, closed his eyes, and his entire body went taut. Every muscle flexed. I could feel his ball press right against me as he buried his entire being inside me.

  And then a tornado hit.

  He began moving in and out. Faster and faster. His grip on my hips tighter and tighter. My midsection was at least a foot off the bed, as he owned every part of me.

  I reached for his arms, but the motion was too fast, too furious. All I could hope for was a pillow or the headboard, but I quickly found out that even just that was too much to ask for.

  His whole body moved in unison as we became one.

  My body twisted and turned in every direction. I could hear the legs of the bed coming off the floor and slamming back down.

  I opened my eyes, and felt a sense of dizziness. I had never felt so light and so beautiful. He was like a lion toying with a little mouse.

  Sounds were coming out of every hole. The gaping withdrawal of his cock from my pussy, the moans from my mouth, the fast breathing from his.

  And then suddenly I was on my stomach. Face down in the
prone position. And less than a second later his hands were wrapped around my hips again. The lower half of my body in the air as I felt his hips drill into me from behind.

  “Fuck!” he yelled.