Giving Her My Baby(14)

Panic begins to thump in my chest as I walk out of the room and down the hall. I check the other guest rooms just in case, but nothing. I walk down the stairs and check my office and the living room. I search every room in the house, and by the time I’m back in the kitchen, my heart is pounding in my ears.

“Ella!” I shout as I walk to the back of the house and then come up short when I hear the sound of music.

I walk over to the sliding glass door, open it up and hear the sounds of pop music coming from the back patio. I step outside and hold my hand up in front of my face to keep the setting sun out of my eyes. It’s then I see why Eleanor didn’t answer me when I called for her. She’s passed out in the lounger by the pool with the music playing on her phone next to her.

She’s wearing a black bikini that I bought for her and put in the closet upstairs. She must have found it and slipped on her sandals to walk out here. I look around and don’t see a towel, so I don’t know if she got in the pool or not.

I’ve been wanting her since the moment I left, and I’m ready to have her again.

She’s lying on her back with an arm draped across her eyes, so I move around the lounger and climb on it. I reach down and unbuckle my belt and take out my swelling cock. I’m hard and she’s been hours without my cum in her. That’s far too long for her pussy to wait.

Reaching out, I untie the little black strings at her wide hips and pull the material down to expose her pussy. I lie over her and slide my cock between her little wet lips, covering her from view. If anyone in security happens to spot us, they’ll just see me rutting on top of her.

I push into her pussy, and she moans in her sleep as I have to grunt my way in. She’s still so fucking tight, even after all I’ve done to break her in. Pussy this good is made for getting pregnant. She’s all mine now and I let out a growl as I push my way deep.

Her thighs spread as her arm moves away from her eyes. I reach up and put my hand over her mouth. “Don’t make a sound,” I say as I hump her on the lounger. “Don’t want anyone else hearing what belongs to me.”

I grunt like an old man on top of a teenager, and all too soon I’m nutting inside her.

“Fuck,” I growl, but I don’t pull out. I keep on going with my now cum-covered cock. “That pretty little pussy always makes me go so fast. Bet you want to get yours, too.” Leaning down I pull her bikini to the side, exposing a hint of her cherry pink nipple. “Fuck, I can’t wait to see that sweet milk dripping when I’m on top of you.”

I feel her pussy tighten and it’s painful how small she is. But it’s worth every squeeze as she moans against my palm and starts to cum.

Leaning down, I suck on her little nipple and she whimpers her orgasm under me. I cum in her again for good measure, wanting to make sure she’s a mommy.

“You taste pregnant,” I say, licking her nipple one last time before covering it up. I pull my cock out and only move a little bit so I can reach down and tie her bikini back and cover up her now creamy cum-filled pussy. “There, much better.” When she looks up at me in confusion, I smile. “I like seeing it full of me,” I say and wink at her.

I scoop her up in my arms and carry her back inside. When I take her up to the bedroom, I decide to fuck her again while she’s still got the bikini on. This time I just move the bottoms to the side and push the triangles covering her tits out of the way. Seeing them bounce with the bikini top on either side of them makes me cum again way too fast. I make it up to her when I take her from behind and slip my pinky in her ass. Her pussy opens up so good for me that I can hold the tip of my cock to her cervix and pump cum straight into it.

Something about breeding her is naughty but hot as fuck at the same time. Taking her bare every single time is a pregnancy risk, and it makes me ten times harder knowing there’s nothing protecting her from me. I’m an animal ready to give her a litter, and she’s my mate in heat.





10





Ella





I run my hands through Brooks’s short hair. He’s got his head on my belly as he sleeps. The morning light is shining in through the large windows in the bedroom, and it’s so peaceful and perfect. If we have a boy I hope he looks just like Brooks.

I wonder what he looked like as a child. The thought reminds me that I really don’t know much about him. His eyes slowly open and he smiles at me. I keep touching his hair and rubbing down his neck and shoulders, not wanting to break the stillness in this moment. It somehow feels as intimate as when we make love.

When that thought enters my mind, I halt it in its tracks. No, this isn't making love. This is sex. Right? Not that I would know a difference. He’s the only man I’ve ever been with. But the way he makes me feel can’t just be all about sex. It’s so much more than that.

“Why the face, beautiful?” he asks me. I try to cool my expression, not realizing that I’d given anything away. “Tell me.” He nibbles on my stomach, making me giggle. He kisses the spot he bit, and his eyes come back to mine. His face is serious. “If something is bothering you, I have to know what it is. I can’t fix it unless you tell me.”

I know he’s right. I should lay my cards on the table. If we are having a baby together we need to be on the same page about everything so it doesn't get messy. Though I’m not sure we haven't already crossed that line. I’m already having deep feelings for Brooks.