#Babymaker (Baby Crazy 2)

With that, he entered a massive bedroom and threw me onto the king-size mattress, my curves bouncing this way and that.

“Oh!” I squealed. “This bed is like a life raft!”

He grinned.

“I’m a big guy, what can I say? I need the space.”

A giggle escaped my throat because it felt good to laugh with Chase, even if I’d originally come to throw egg on his face.

“So that’s it then?” I asked boldly. “We don’t go forward with the baby scheme but we’re still going to do this?”

His mouth crashed down on mine then, dominant and possessive.

“You’re full of talk, aren’t you?” he growled. “Let’s leave all that until later because right now, there are more important things to do.”

And with that, he began to remove my clothes. I’d worn my best stuff, and the minute my sweater was off, Chase began to pant.

“What is it?” I asked worriedly. “Is something wrong?”

“Naw,” he rasped, eyes devouring me whole. “You’re just so fucking beautiful. I have to have it.”

And with that, he literally tore my bra off, the soft material snapping under the firm grip.

“Oh!” I squealed. “That was expensive!”

It was true because as a girl with lush Double Ds, I have to get special bras with oversize cups and ribbon straps so that the weight doesn’t cut into my shoulders. My bras usually go for two hundred a piece, and that doesn’t include shipping.

But Chase wasn’t stopping. His hands were already at my skirt, his mouth at my ear.

“I’ll get you another,” he rasped hoarsely. “But I have to see you naked now.”

I sighed, loving his aggression. Because this is what it must feel like to belong to a man. Instinctively, my hips gyrated as he tore my skirt and panties off, the soft cotton coming apart with a rip. And then I was nude before him, creamy curves spilling this way and that, my sweet pink slit glistening under the low lights.

Chase literally couldn’t speak, that dark blue gaze roaming over the hills and valleys. But when he did find his voice, the hunger in it made my breath catch.

“Fuck,” was all he said. “Oh shit, you’re fucking beautiful.”

And with that I was flat on my back, legs spread. Oh my god, I’ve never been in this position before. Of course, guys have tried to touch me down there, but it’d been at the library where they slipped a hand under my skirt, only to be rebuffed. So to find myself nude and spreadeagle on the doctor’s bed made me feel so vulnerable, and yet wanted at once. Because it was clear the physician craved me desperately, so much that there was a telltale wet spot at his crotch.

“Let me help you with that,” I purred, looking into his eyes saucily. “There’s something I can do to make you feel good.”

“Oh there’s more than one thing you can do,” he growled, eyes flaring with lust. “But first things first. I want to taste you, so lean back and relax.”

And with that, the alpha male dove face first into my folds, licking and slurping at my pussy. It felt so good that I cried out, my back halfway arching up off the bed.

“Oh god!” I shrieked. “Yes, yes!”

Because this man was a master. Chase licked circles around my nub, and then bit it with a vengeance. Shock waves ran through my pussy, my insides liquefying with the dirtiness of it all. He trailed his tongue up the left side of my twat before circling my clit and then coming down the right side.

“Ooh!” I squealed, gyrating my hips involuntarily. “Oh god!”

But the alpha wasn’t done yet. Slowly, his tongue pushed itself into my hole, savoring the jucie that gushed down his throat even as my pink channel stretched to accommodate him.

“Fuck you taste good,” he panted. “So fucking sweet.”

But then the man stopped because his tongue had bumped up against something. I stilled for a moment, propping myself up on my elbows, eyes wide.

“Is it …?” I moaned. “Is it what I think it is?”

The smile on his face was so possessive that I melted once more, hot shivers running through my soul.

“It sure is, sweetheart. I just licked your hymen deep inside, and guess what? I’m going to break it too.”

Anticipation ran through my form as well as a bit of dread.

“But won’t it hurt?” I whispered. “All my friends told me it stings so bad and there’s blood.”

He stroked my cheek softly, eyes ablaze.

“It’ll hurt a little,” he acknowledged, “but I promise you it gets better fast. So on your hands and knees, little girl, because my cock can’t take it anymore.”

I scrambled up, my boobs swaying this way and that. Oh god, what have I become? I came here to rudely reject his offer, but instead, here I was naked in his bed, desperately panting for more as my pussy dripped in anticipation. And Chase read my mind, chuckling deep in his throat.