Delta's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 1)

Shit. How had this happened?

“All right. I’ll tell you, but I don’t want this to change things.”

He grinned. “It won’t change anything.” He kissed my shoulder and his fingers dropped lower to my slit. “Does it help you if I touch you?”

“Oh, God yes,” I groaned as he slid his fingers inside me.

“But you have to talk, doc. I’ll fuck you like this, but talk,” he warned.

I wiggled my hips until he sank his fingers deep and I hummed with the pleasure of being filled. He pumped them in and out while my hips rocked toward the contact.

“Talk, doc.” His thumb ran over my clit.

I tried to catch my breath. I gasped for air. “The down and dirty diagnosis is I have one ovary that doesn’t work.” I fought for the words. “And the other one would need fertility treatment to wake it up. That’s the non-medical way to explain it.”

His fingers slowed until they were still.

“What’s wrong, Brett? Does that change what we were doing?”

We were lying on my bed naked. About to fuck like two people who hadn’t been with anyone else in way too long. I knew it. He knew it. I needed this as much as he did. But he rolled on his back, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

I sat forward, drawing one leg over him, then the other until I was straddled over him. I felt his cock jerk between my legs. It was hard and swollen, still slick from my kisses.

I rocked into him. “Do you still want me?” I asked.

“Oh no, not like that.” He grabbed me by the hips, and flipped me on my stomach.

I squealed as Brett kissed my neck and licked down my back. His tongue landed on my ass and I felt his hands grip my hips. He lifted me in the air. I couldn’t stop watching him. His hands rubbed and massaged until he had me spread wide on my knees.

“Doc, never ask me that again. I want you. You have no idea exactly how perfect you are,” he groaned.

I wasn’t going to argue with him. His tongue was circling over my entrance and I began to grind in rough jerks, trying to clench his tongue. I needed something inside me. Anything.

“Are you going to fuck me, Brett?” I moaned through my teeth. My hands gripped the pillows next to my head.

“Is that what you want me to do to you?” His palm traced over my back until he grabbed my hair, yanking it back.

“God, yes. Hard.”

“Tell me to take you like this,” he commanded.

I missed his tongue. I missed his fingers. I was quivering on the inside, but all I wanted was his shaft driving into me. He was a big strong man. I knew it would be as hard as a steel rod.

“Like this.” I wiggled my ass back in forth. “I want you like this. Take me.”

I closed my eyes, waiting for him. And then I felt him at my entrance, the tip of his cock barely pressed against my heat.

“You’re so wet. But so tight,” he groaned. It only seemed to turn him on more.

I didn’t want to tell him how long it had been since I had had sex. I felt like a virgin again. I knew this was going to hurt. But that beautiful slicing pain that turned into a rainbow of sensation. I panted, waiting for his cock to sear into me.

His hand tightened in my hair and as my head met the base of his shoulder, my hips rose to meet him. He drove himself inside my pussy with a growl that sent a shudder through my entire body. I he filled me, stretching my walls to close in around his thick cock.

“Ohh.” I bucked at his force and then began to ride his hardness into pleasure. I couldn’t stop. I was consumed by the need to build friction with our bodies. To let go. To let someone else take control for once.

“Oh fuck, doc.” He plunged harder, yanking my head back.

But I moved wildly against him, taking the jolts of lighting. It felt amazing. I felt brash and unleashed. Brett made me feel like I could ask for anything I wanted.