“More,” I gasped. “Harder.”
Another chuckle filled the room. “You don’t get to make demands. Do you want to be punished?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
I waited for another slap, but it didn’t come. Instead, suddenly, two of Aiden’s thick fingers pushed into my wet pussy roughly. The feeling was so intense, I could barely breathe. His thumb circled my clit, rubbing and brushing at different intensities as his fingers pumped in and out of me. It was hard and fast and rough to the point that I couldn’t hold back.
“Oh, God,” I begged. “Not yet. Not yet.”
Aiden didn’t listen. He didn’t hold back. His warm wet tongue replaced his thumb on my clit. He licked, sucked, and tickled my folds until my whole body was humming, and I was crying out. My hips bucked. My body twitched, pulling at the silk on my wrists and ankles. Instinctually, my legs tried to pull together, but they couldn’t. I was open and bare to anything Aiden wanted to do to me.
My pussy ached. It tensed and quivered, signaling my impending orgasm. My legs pulled, and my toes curled.
Then all the sensation was gone. It left me at the heights of pleasure without release, and I whimpered. “No!” My body squirmed against the sheets. “Please. Please. Aiden, please.”
My pleading was answered by the brush of his massive cockhead against my lower lips. He slid it through my juices, up and down till my pussy opened wider. I thrust my hips upward, but my love only put in the first inch of his hard cock. It stretched me out, but I wanted it all. His slowness was maddening.
“Do you want me?” Aiden asked.
“Yes!” I begged. “Give it to me. Give me your hard cock!”
He slid in fast, filling my pussy up all the way to my cervix and stretching me around his girth. Then he stopped and held. I twisted, savoring the feeling of every inch of him. We were connected.
Aiden pulled all the way out and then thrust in again hard. I gasped as his hips slapped into my thighs and his balls pounded on my ass.
“More! I’m yours. More!”
My begging drove him wild and my love took me hard and fast. He pumped me roughly, causing my body to pull against my restraints. After the workup he gave me, I came hard, so hard I was light-headed. But we were not done yet.
He kept going, speeding up and using all his strength against me. Aiden twisted his dick inside me, thrusting in at slightly different angles. Each brush and push brought new pleasure. The tension in my core immediately started building again, only to release a few minutes later in another orgasm.
“Aiden,” I screamed. “I love you.”
He thrust in hard and deep. I could feel his cock straining, then pumping warm cum into my womb. As I felt the heat of his seed, I hoped that in that moment, we would make another baby. Bobby could use a brother or sister.
When Aiden found his breath, he kissed me on the forehead but kept us connected.
“Look at me, Reagan.”
I did as ordered gazing up into his handsome face.
“I love you, too. I always have. I will never let anyone come between us again.”
I smiled.
Even though our life together was starting almost a decade too late, I was beyond happy because we were together again. I was going to live my life to fullest because, just like Aiden, I didn’t want to waste a single second of it.THE ENDMy Brother-In-Law’s Secret BabyThis is Book 12 in the His Secret Baby series, which are based on a theme and can be read alone but are fun to binge-read altogether!Jamie Knight –
Your Dirty Little Secret Romance AuthorChapter One - NoahThe doorbell rang as I headed for Olivia’s room. My friend Darren was a little earlier than expected, but it wasn’t a problem. It could be weird estimating the amount of time it would take to get out here in the mountains. Travel depended on the weather, and for people who didn’t make the trek often, they tended to miss the dirt roads. Not that I minded. We didn’t get too many visitors — not for the past couple of years, anyway. I liked it that way. It made things more straightforward in the emotions department. All I had to worry about was myself and my daughter, and I kept myself pretty closed up, so Olivia was my main worry.
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