Olivia (Babysitter’s Club 3)

I fucked her standing against the wall, not a word said between us, taking out my frustration on her pussy with each stroke. I didn’t like the look in her eye, like she was goading me, so I wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed.

That shit only made her pussy tighter around my punishing cock, so I did it even harder. I slammed my mouth down on hers as I fucked into her and felt the first twinge of an orgasm building inside her.

My cock pounded into her like a piston. Quick, deep, and hard, while I force-fed her my tongue. I felt something growing inside me, something dark and volatile.

I’ve never in my life felt this possessive of a woman before, not even the one I was married to, so I had nothing to compare the madness to.

All I know is that there was fear and anger and relief all rolled into one, and happiness. That was the kicker. I was happy to be inside her again.

I guess maybe when she didn’t come home it was brought home to me that I have no hold on her. I can’t tell her when to come and go. She’s just my fucking employee.

“Don’t you ever, not come home when you’re supposed to; you hear me?” I nipped her lip and fucked into her hard while my heart beat out of control in my chest.

“Okay Rich I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” She held my head in her hands and kissed me and I swear to fuck she was smiling. I didn’t care.

If she was playing me, oh well, it was well fucking played. I’ve never been that close to losing my shit over pussy before and I knew as well as she did what that shit meant.

The thing is, we were barely hitting the four-month mark. But it didn’t seem to matter. When a thing is right, it just fucking is. And no amount of dissecting and second-guessing is going to change that.

I eased my hold on her neck and softened my kiss even as my cock calmed down and stopped acting like this was his last go at her.

“You can’t leave me, I won’t let you.” It was as close as I’ve come to telling her what I feel for her. But I knew she got it when she cried out and wrapped her arms tighter around me.

Then she did that most female of things, she started crying. I lifted her away from the wall and headed down the hallway to our bed.

Once there, I laid her back gently, nothing like the beast who’d attacked her as soon as she cleared the door. “Why are you crying baby?” She sniffled and smiled up at me.

“I’m happy, you make me happy.” She tugged on my head and I lowered it to give her what she wanted. And what she wanted was to inhale my tongue before feeding me hers.

We moved together, slowly, gently, for all that my cock was shoved up against her womb with each thrust. My heart was finally back in its place again but even as I moved inside her, I knew something vital had changed.

This time when I came inside her, I almost regretted the fact that there was something stopping my seed from taking root. The thought scared the shit out of me.

She saw the deer in headlights look on my face since I was still laying on top of her and frowned. “What is it?” I had to think fast. She already had me by the balls, I give word to this shit and it’s game over.

“Where were you?” I’m not sure she bought my evasion but she let me off the hook by pretending she did. I was in no way ready to leave the comforting warmth of her body and she didn’t seem ready to let me go.

So I rested on my arms above her and played with her hair as I awaited her answer. “I had rounds today and I think I caught a cold from one of the patients. One of the doctors looked at my glands and gave me a prescription so I ran to the pharmacy across town.”

“You’re sick?” I felt the way I do when one of my kids fall sick. Like the world was coming to an end. Almost six years and I still don’t know how to handle that shit.

I felt her forehead for a fever and it was then I noticed the dull look in her eyes. “Aw, poor baby.” I eased my semi hard cock out of her and pushed her up on the bed.

“What are you doing?” She laughed and swatted at me when I pulled the comforter up to her chin. “Stay there, I’ll be back in a few.” I fixed my jeans that I never did take off and left the room.