The Baby Contract

Her eyes flashed with heat as I held her hand. “I’m what?”

I stared at her. How could a woman who pissed me off like she did also rev my engines until I was about to overhead.

“So fucking beautiful.”

Her eyes widened in shock and then as quickly narrowed.

“Don’t think you can manipulate me, Bran. We both know that you think I’m a bitch. Trying to act like you’re into me won’t work.”

“Jesus fuck, I can’t win with you.” I slipped my free hand around her and tugged her against my raging hardon. “Does this feel like manipulation?”

Again, her eyes widened. Her mouth formed an O as her breath escaped. I was a goner.

“Fuck.”

I dipped my head and fused my mouth to hers. I fully expected her to slap, hit, punch, kick, and bite. Her fingers gripped my shirt tugging me closer, not pushing me away.

I slanted my head, taking the kiss deeper, hotter as my hands roamed over that luscious body of hers. Jesus she was perfection.

Her hand slid down, cupping me in my slacks. For a moment, I worried she might do something crazy like try to rip my dick off. Instead, her fingers squeezed, and my blood caught fire with need.

I maneuvered her back to the couch knowing at any moment she’d stop me but hoping to hell she wouldn’t.

I kept my lips fused to hers, not wanting to break the crazy passion of the moment as I lay her back. My fingers undid the buttons of her blouse and then reached in to pinch her tits.

“Oh!” She gasped against my lips and her body arched up into mine. Her response excited me more.

Taking a risk, I broke from the kiss and immediately sucked her bra-cover nipple into my mouth, using my hand to unclasp her bra. When her tits were free, I sucked and licked them.

They were perfect. Round. Soft. Pink.

As I pleasured her tits, my other hand slid down lifting her skirt. I ran my fingers over the panel of her panties, finding them soaking wet. I groaned that this feisty woman who didn’t like me was dripping for me.

I fondled her tit with one hand as I moved down her body, tugging her panties away with my other hand. Her pussy was pink and wet, and my mouth salivated to taste her.

Not wasting another moment, I lapped my tongue through her folds.

“Oh God!” she cried out. Her hips bucked up telling me she wanted more.

I settled my shoulders between her thighs, gripped her hips, and then devoured her pussy until she was writhing and panting. I inserted a finger, rubbing that special spot inside a woman as I sucked her clit.

Her body went taut, and her juices filled my mouth. But it wasn’t enough. So, I did it again. Fucking her with my mouth and fingers until she was rocking uncontrollably in pleasure.

“Again.” I demanded from her. I couldn’t get enough of her sweet taste or the sound of her moans and cries as I pushed her toward pleasure again.

My dick was pissed off to be tucked away in my slacks. It was getting harder and harder to hold him back. He also wanted to get up close and personal with her pussy.

I made her come again, and then I couldn’t hold back any longer. I shoved my pants down, realizing that she must have undone them at some point.

I lifted her leg, hooking over my hip. Then, looking down into her gray eyes, I drove in, filling that hot pussy of hers until my eyes rolled back into my head.