I slid them between her drenched folds, and Imogene moaned as her eyelids drifted shut. Then I brought them to my mouth and sucked them clean. “Fuck, I knew you’d taste like cinnamon and sugar here too.”
My dick was poking insistently into her round, little ass, leaking come from the painfully tight head. My hand returned to between her legs, and I cupped her again, dipping my middle finger in to penetrate her this time. I moved it in and out a few times, making sure to circle her sensitive bud each time. “Ohhh,” Imogene moaned. Fuck, if she made this much noise from a little finger fucking, I couldn’t wait to hear her when she was riding my dick.
I sped up my fingers, adding another and then carefully working in a third before she began to shake uncontrollably. “Hold on to me, sugar.” Dutifully, her hands raised and wound around my neck. I kept her secure with my arm around her waist, holding her up when her legs became unsteady. Her reaction was so raw. When her eyes flew to mine, she even looked a little scared of what was happening. “Have you ever had an orgasm, Imogene?” She shook her head frantically and fuck, being the first and only man to give her that pleasure had the beast inside me roaring with approval. “I’ve got you. Trust me to take care of you and just let go.” The nervousness dissipated a little, and she swallowed hard before she visibly relaxed. On the next pass over her clit, I stopped my hand and pinched the hard nub before plunging my fingers back inside her. Imogene cried out as her orgasm washed over her. She shuddered in waves, and her pelvis shamelessly rocked into my hand. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, and I fucking lost it.
Chapter 6
Thatcher
“I need to be inside you,” I growled as I flipped her around and lowered her to the thick, plush carpet. In the recesses of my mind, it registered that we were only a few feet from our bed, but I couldn’t manage to convince myself to wait. Besides, it seemed fitting to make our first baby in the nursery.
I whipped the shirt over her head and kicked off my boxers before straddling her legs and looking my fill. Her body was slender, but it still curved in all the right places and something whispered to me that she was ripe and ready for me to breed her. The neatly trimmed, light-brown thatch of curls between her legs glistened, and I licked my lips, already tasting her sweetness on my tongue.
Her eyed were riveted to my hard on, and she looked freaked out. “You’re huge,” she whispered, her voice trembling with trepidation.
I couldn’t deny that I was well endowed, and I could understand why she was worried since she was so tiny compared to me. But I had no doubts about our compatibility. I cupped her cheek and waited until she met my gaze. “We were made for each other. We’ll fit perfectly. Trust me.” She glanced down again but then nodded.
“You are so fucking gorgeous,” I grunted as I began to explore her with the palms of my hands. When I reached her tits, I cupped them and leaned down to lick each cherry tip. “These are perfect but fuck, sugar. Just the thought of them big and swollen with milk has me on the verge of blowing my load all over you. And, I intend to be buried deep in your womb before that happens.”
As I licked around her nipples some more, I glanced up at her and saw her looking at me with wide, whiskey eyes. They were cloudy with passion but also churning with a variety of other emotions.
“Don’t be scared, sugar,” I soothed as I leaned up to kiss her softly. “I know you feel this between us. Don’t fight it.” Pulling back a few inches, I stared into her face. “You want this, Imogene. Don’t you? I can see it in your eyes.” She hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a timid smile. I gently kneaded her tits as I kissed her to let her know I was pleased with her answer.
After a few minutes, I tore my lips away and leaned over to snatch a small pillow off of the rocker; then I shoved it under her hips. I watched her steadily as I moved into place, and the tip of my cock nudged her entrance. A thought filtered through my head, and I narrowed my eyes at her. “You’re not on birth control, are you?” She shook her head, and I exhaled in relief. “I’m not pulling out, sugar,” I stated with determination. “I’m going to fill your unprotected womb so full that there will be no way in hell you don’t end up pregnant.” I pressed the head in so just the tip was bathed in her heat and groaned, “Fuck.”