Delta's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 1)

“I’m glad you’re here.” He took a step down so he was standing next to me.

I looked up. “I think we both knew I was going to come back.”

“I tried to tell you.” He winked.

I didn’t know if it made me angry or if it felt so right it set my blood on fire. But before I could take another breath, Brett pulled me to him, his mouth hot and urgent against mine.

He groaned as his tongue slipped in my mouth. I felt a sudden sense of panic, but I relaxed into him. Nothing had felt sexier. I knew I was happy kissing him.

r /> I tried to breathe as he kissed me, but I was desperate to touch him and have him hold me. Four days away had created a hunger so deep I didn’t know if I could feed it.

“I want to take you inside and show you how much I missed you,” he whispered.

I nodded. I tried to draw him back to my lips.

“I meant everything I said, doc. I want to give you a baby.”

“I want it too. I didn’t know how much I wanted it, until you said it.”

He laughed. “I didn’t think I was meant to be a dad, but now that it’s with you, I want to see you pregnant.”

I sighed. “What if it doesn’t happen? What if it can’t happen?”

He pulled the screen door open. I followed him in the cabin. He locked the door and closed all the blinds. There was a fire in the fireplace.

“Take off your clothes,” he growled.

“Brett,” I argued. “We should talk about it. What if I can’t give you a baby?”

He tugged on my jeans. “I’m going to fuck you tonight, doc. And tomorrow. And every single day until I get my orders.”

“Oh shit,” I moaned.

He pushed the jeans off my legs and peeled my panties to my ankles. He ran his fingers between my velvet folds, coating his fingers in my slickness.

“Say it,” he commanded. “Say you want me to give you a baby.”

I nodded, unfastening the buttons on my shirt and letting it fall off my arms. I backed up toward the fire, leading Brett to the rug. He tossed a quilt on the floor.

“Give me a baby, Brett,” I moaned as he plunged his fingers inside my pussy. I hissed with pleasure as he pumped them in and out.

“How do you want it, Gretchen?” he asked, dragging my ear between his teeth. He flicked the clasp on my bra and it landed at my feet. I stood in front of him naked.

“Ohh,” I whimpered. I couldn’t find the words. His fingers were picking up the pace and I was rocking back and forth, taking them deeper.

“How do you want me to give you this baby, I asked,” he growled lower this time.

I didn’t want to move, but I dropped to my knees on the quilt. The fire felt good warming my bare skin. I crawled forward on all fours.

“Like this,” I whispered.

Brett’s eyes were hooded with lust as he climbed out of his jeans and threw his T-shirt across the room.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He fisted his cock in his hand as he settled behind me. “So fucking perfect.”

I whimpered when he pressed his cock to my pussy. He wedged it deep and then slammed into me.

“Ohh,” I cried out.