Flipping her onto her tummy I forced my cock back into her and fucked slowly this time. I knew I’d found her spot when her pussy creamed instead of juiced.
I saw the evidence all over me as my cock slid back and forth. She screamed and grabbed onto the sheets, tearing them from the bed.
“Cant your ass for me baby…like that.” I put my hand under her tummy and pulled her back forcefully onto my cock, fucking her hard and deep.
Until her groans of pain became moans of pleasure. I dug deep, but no matter how deep I went it wasn’t deep enough. It will never be enough.
I twisted her head to reach her mouth and bit into her lip before licking the sing away with my tongue.
Her pussy made wet slurping noises as I fed her my whole cock over and over again, and although I knew I was hurting her again I couldn’t stop.
I needed to be inside her, as deep inside her as I could go or I’d go mad. I needed her to remember this always. To never forget the feel of me buried deep inside her, owning her.
I wanted her to crave me, pain and all, the way I now craved her. I could accept nothing less. My hips slapped into her ass hard over and over as I forced my cock into the door of her womb.
My cock twitched as the first of my seed shot out into her and she felt it.
“Evan no.” She put her hand on my hip as if to stop me but I pushed it away roughly.
“I’m not pulling out, I’m never pulling out of you. Never.” I pounded my seed into her until her body gave out and she dropped down onto the bed.
I wasn’t too far behind. My cock refused to stop. My balls had been backed up since I met her. I had a lot of seed to get rid of and it all went deep into her where it would do the most good.
Once my nuts were empty I turned to my side bringing her with me so that I didn’t crush her beneath my weight.
I stared at the wall wondering what the fuck had just happened to me as my heart still raced and my lungs burned as I fought to breathe.
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I wrapped my arms around her from behind and pulled her head back so I could kiss her. It seems I can’t get enough of her mouth either.
I ran my hand soothingly up and down her middle until I reached her pussy where my cock was still lodged inside her.
Her body had stopped shaking but deep inside I could still feel the twitch of her cunt as it sucked at my cock. But she as no longer crying.
“You okay now baby?” She nodded her head tiredly but I noticed her hips had started moving again. Slowly at first, and then they picked up speed.
This time I fought for control and won. I gritted my teeth against the pleasure-pain as she moved herself back and forth on my rod.
I laid where I was on my side behind her and let her use my cock to get off. Encouraging her with soft whispers and little love bites all over her throat and neck.
As soon as she cried out her climax I lifted her leg and bore in deep. “Ohhhh, so deep, so deep.” She put her hand on her stomach as if she could feel me there and I grabbed one of her tits and squeezed.
One of her hands came up and went around behind my neck as we went at each other again and one of my questions was answered.
She wasn’t passive in bed, not in the least. She told me what she wanted, cried out when I hit her spot, taking my cock all the way inside her although it caused her pain.
She was taking me easier now. The higher I lifted that leg the deeper I went, the more her pussy accepted me.
I looked down at where my cock was stuffing her and saw her cunt cream all over my cock. It was a frothy mixture of our shared lust.
“Look at how good you’re taking me baby.” I was amazed by her. Her pussy was stretched so tight it looked like I would tear her, but still she pushed back against me, taking all that I had to give.
When I came this time I slammed my hips into her and pulled her down hard with a hand on her hip. Holding still as another massive load shot off inside her cunt.
She bucked and screamed as I emptied inside her again and one thought went through my head. If I keep this up I’ll have her bred in no time. If I didn’t kill us both first.
I spent that night inside her, leaving her bed in the early morning hours after one last fuck before the baby woke up.
I have to stop thinking of her as a baby, as she’d told me she was four years old now, she’s a big girl. Four years, that’s about how long he’s been gone.
After last night the sting wasn’t as bad though the green eyed monster hadn’t completely given up on me yet. I still had a ways to go.
As I drove through the streets to home, I thought of what she’d said last night. That I wanted her to pretend that he never existed.
I’m not sure that that’s entirely true, my jealousy I think stemmed more from the fact that he’d had her and I hadn’t.
That she seemed to keep him locked away in a secret part of her heart where there was no room for anyone else, namely me.
That’s something I can never accept, not feeling the way I do about her. I have to have all of her, I will have all of her no matter what it takes.
Now that I’d had her there as no turning back. I won’t let anything stand in my way. And knowing her penchant for climbing into her shell and hiding herself away from me, I’m gonna have to move fast.
I had Stanley stop on the way to the office and bought her some flowers. I got quite a few stares when I walked into the building carrying them.
No doubt she’d lecture my ass to death for bringing her flowers at the office where everyone was bound to see, but it was all part of my plan to break down her defenses.
Mary’s nosy ass just raised her brow at me and twittered like a woman half her age, but it was the fact that she said nothing, asked no questions, that was telling.
Of course I watched for her on the screen. I wondered if she’d look different, if somehow the fact that I’d fucked her would show on her face, but she looked the same.
Until I went to her office minutes later. It was in her eyes, they were brighter somehow, more alive. And the marks I’d left on her neck.
The last one I’d placed where she couldn’t hide it unless she wore a turtleneck in the middle of summer. I did that shit on purpose.
She looked up when I walked in and her face went up in flames. She messed with her hair and fidgeted around so I knew she was embarrassed by the things we’d done together in her bed.
She’s such an innocent. After I’d stretched her tight little pussy after the third or fourth time and got her to take me without too much pain, I’d used her body to slate my unending lust.
There isn’t a position I didn’t have her in, no part of her body I wasn’t now familiar with.
Her eyes landed on the flowers and she looked up at me in surprise.
I walked over and handed them to her, enjoying the fact that I had her a little off balance. I saw the pleasure in her eyes before she could hide it.
“Thank you they’re beautiful.” She buried her nose in the blossoms and I waited for her to take me to task for bringing them here but she said nothing.
I walked around behind her desk and leaned in close. “Is your pussy still hurting?”
“Evan.” She scrunched up her shoulders and hid her face.
I turned it to me and stole a kiss. “I miss you already.” She was so shy, I never noticed that before. She didn’t act like a woman with experience and it made me wonder.
Granted she’d been married young, but shouldn’t she be over the embarrassment of sex? Maybe it was the newness of the situation.
“I want you again.” I let my hand wander to her breast. I needed to feel some part of her.
“Not here. We can’t do that here!” She squeaked out a protest.
“Why not? I just have to lock the door. Unless you want to come back to my office. Tell me, are you still sore?”
She nodded her head and refused to look into my eyes. “Let me see.” I turned the chair around and got down on my knees.
If anyone came to the door the desk is big enough to hide me, but if they came any closer they’d see me down on my knees between her thighs.
She fussed at me but I wouldn’t be swayed. I pulled her panties down her thighs and stuffed them in my pocket before pushing her skirt up around her hips.
Pulling her ass to the edge of the chair I looked at her red pussy. She looked beat all to shit, like I’d pounded her, which I had. I wish I could say I felt guilt, but I didn’t, I felt pride.
She tried pushing my head away but I took her hand in mine and leaned in to lick her slit. “Umm, you taste so fucking good.”
Her hand went slack in mine and I let it go so I could hold her ass and bring her closer to my mouth.
When her screams became too loud I took the panties from my pocket and shoved them in he mouth.
For someone who was complaining only minutes ago she sure enjoyed herself. I made her cum before taking the underwear from her mouth and pulling them back up her thighs.
“Get to work hon, we only have a few days before we leave.”
“Hey I was working before you interrupted me.”
“I couldn’t concentrate once you got here, who’s interrupting who?” I left her smiling and went back to my office.
It didn’t take long for the tongues to start wagging and my annoying little brother to barge into my office sticking his nose in.
“What’s this I hear about flowers and early morning office visits?”
“When’s your period due? Are you a woman?” Gossiping fuck.
He grinned and plopped his ass down on my desk. “Don’t you have things you need to be doing?”
“I want to know what your intentions are with my Giavanna.”
“Your Giavanna?” I’m going to knock his block off. Mom will understand once I explain.
“Yes, I’m the one who brought her here remember? I told you, I feel responsible for her.”
“Well you can rest easy on that score, Gia is now mine to protect.”
“And does she know this? What does she have to say I wonder? I better go check with her.”
“You go anywhere near my woman I’ll hurt you.” I didn’t want him anywhere near her, not after I’d primed her with my tongue. Her scent was bound to be in the air.
“You never did know how to share.”
“What the fuck for, get your own shit.” The grin fell from his face and he became serious all of a sudden.
“I’m happy for you brother. She’s a great woman and her daughter’s an angel.”
“I know, thanks. Now I just have to find her a ring. By the way you breathe any of this to mom and I’ll kill you.”
“Such violence. By the way it’s not me you have to worry about. Mary had that look in her eye when I came in.”
“Shit, I forgot about her. I have to stall mom before she sticks her nose in my shit. I know, I’ll tell her about your upcoming wedding, that ought to keep her occupied for a while.”
“What wedding? We haven’t set a date yet.”
“Oh well.” He left muttering under his breath. I guess he’d learned that nasty habit from her.
I spent the better part of the morning online looking at designs for rings. I wanted something unique. Something that made a statement.
I didn’t find what I was looking for but I wasn’t put off. I still had the weekend and a few days left before we left for Europe, I was sure to find something between now and then.
It figures, mom would be the perfect one to help me with this but I dare not ask her. I wasn’t worried about her approval but I know my mother.
If she was for us being together she’d ride my ass like a pack mule until she got her way. I want Gia to have her way in everything without interference. Plus I might still have some work to do convincing her hardheaded ass.
When lunchtime rolled around I went and got her after ordering from her favorite place. “Mary why don’t you take a long lunch?”
She grabbed her bag and headed for the exit like her ass was on fire. Yep, she was going to spread the word. Damn!
I closed and locked the door and pulled her into the room with me. Instead of heading to the desk or the little table where we usually had lunch, I walked her over to the couch.
I had her jacket and blouse off before she could object and was working on her bra by the time she knew what hit her.
She looked towards the door, “it’s locked.” I undid her bra and released the zipper on her skirt, letting it fall to the floor before lifting her and laying her on the couch.
I shed my clothes and came down on top of her, taking her nipple in my mouth. I rubbed my cock back and forth along her wet slit, making sure to catch her clit with the underside of my cockhead. She was dripping wet by the time I slipped into her.
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I took my time and brought her along with me, giving her time to adjust to my length and girth. Her hands roamed over the flesh of my back and sides as our tongues danced and our hips moved together thrust for thrust.
“Did I tell you how much I love being inside you? Your pussy feels so fucking amazing, like it was made to fit around my cock.” Her body reacted to my words and she flooded my cock with her juices.
Now it was her lips that moved hungrily on mine, her heels that knocked into my ass as she tried to get me to go deeper, faster, harder.
I gave her what she wanted and had to shove my tongue in her mouth to muffle her screams. Her pussy gripped my cock and wouldn’t let me move as I wanted to.
But the way she clenched and released around me was enough. I held still and let her work her magic until I couldn’t take much more and then I took over.
I sat up and brought her with me to straddle my hips. “Ride my cock.” I fisted her hair at her nape and pulled her on and off my cock.
She used her hands on my shoulders as leverage to rock her ass back and forth, and up and down on my cock. Her eyes were closed in concentration, her lip caught between her teeth.
I teased the crack of her ass with my fingers as I pounded my cock up hard meeting her downward thrusts.
Our tongues met in her mouth as we fucked and it wasn’t long before I felt that tingling in my balls and that wild need to consume her overtook me again.
I sucked her nipple into my mouth between my teeth hard enough to leave a mark and she came again with her arms wrapped around my head.
I turned and pressed her back against the couch and slammed into her without mercy until I went deaf and blind from the force of the orgasm that rocked me.
“Fuck!” So much for keeping the noise level down. If anyone was going by outside my office they were sure to hear my roar.
I hugged her hard enough to crack a rib or two as the last of my seed drizzled into her. “You’re trying to kill me.”
I caught my breath with my head resting on her chest and she wasn’t doing much better.
“Hey this was your idea, I came for lunch.” She tugged on my hair.
I liked this playful side of her. It made her seem younger, more carefree, less stoic. Less like she was carrying the world on her shoulders.
“Okay I guess I should feed you then.” She was more relaxed over lunch but I didn’t kid myself that I was out of the woods yet.
I had a feeling my take charge attitude was going to butt up against her stubbornness until one of us won.
Since I never start anything I can’t finish, I have all confidence in my ability to bring her little ass to heel.
“Did you have enough to eat? You didn’t finish it.”
“Don’t start your nagging again I have to get back to my office, lunch ran a little late today.” The little smile on her face warmed my heart.
She got up to leave and I grabbed her hand. “Don’t leave.” It was damn near a whine. Pitiful!
“I have to get back to work. Didn’t you say we only have a few days left?”
“Why don’t you bring your stuff in here? There’s more than enough space here
.” She looked around as if giving it some thought.
“But what about the others? There’s already speculation…”
“I don’t care and neither should you. Let’s go get your stuff.” I held her hand all the way down the hallway. Who didn’t already know will now.
I took her back to my office and got her settled at the table and only then was I able to concentrate on my work.
Every once in a while I’d look up to find her looking at me and she’d look guiltily away with that red flush on her cheeks. No need to guess what she was thinking.
My mind would stray every so often and I’d relive the night we shared and what happened right here in this room not too long ago.
As someone who prided himself on being very disciplined when it comes to work, I didn’t even mind that she had disrupted my well organized world.
I drove her home that night after sending Stanley home early. Once in her apartment I kept my jealousy under control enough that she didn’t notice it.
It was getting easier to walk into the hallway and see his face looking back at me. As long as I held onto the fact that she was mine now nothing else mattered.
For some reason that night Amber chose to bring up her father. Maybe she had some sort of intuition I don’t know, but she wanted to show me the picture of him that she kept in her room.
As I listened to her repeat his merits as told to her by her mother, I realized how selfish I had been. I’d wanted to deny this child the knowledge of her father, something I wouldn’t want done to myself.
It was easier to accept her love and admiration for him than it was her mother’s though. I was still a little raw about that.
“Are you my daddy now?” My head flew up and around to look at her mother who’d stepped into the room. She looked like a deer caught in headlights at her daughter’s question.
What was I supposed to say? I pulled her onto my lap and held her close. “I would love to be your daddy but mommy and I have to talk about it first okay.”
“Are you going to live with us? My friend Anna has a mommy and a daddy. Her daddy plays with her in the park and he calls her his little princess. Am I your little princess?”
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