Knock Her Up (Curvy Women Wanted)

One touch to her cunt, and he found her soaking, which was more than fine with him, as he was hard as rock. He eased down the zipper of his pants, grabbed his cock, and tilted Sage’s hips to the angle that would make it so easy for him to slide inside her, and he did just that.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” he said.

She cried out as he pulled out of her, only to slam balls deep right back inside her. Her pussy squeezed him so tightly. He gritted his teeth, feeling the pleasure of her cunt wrapped around him as he fucked her, going in deep and hard with each thrust.

He couldn’t get enough of her. Didn’t want to get enough.

She drove him crazy with how she made him feel. His desire to keep her, to fuck her, to have her, every single second was overwhelming.

“Please, please, please,” she said.

It took every single ounce of willpower to stop and hold himself still within her, but he managed it. All he wanted to do was fuck her even harder, but he waited.

He pulled her hair from out of her face and kissed her neck. “You’re supposed to be making cookies,” he said. “Make them.”

Her hands shook a little.

He was so close to release, but he concentrated on her instead. With both hands on her waist, he waited as she began to roll, and using her cookie cutter, she started to stamp into the dough. Then he slid one hand between her thighs, touching her pussy.

She gasped.

“Wow, you are soaking wet. Have you been wanting my cock all afternoon?” he asked.

She didn’t answer, just made the sweetest, sexiest little noises he’d ever heard. He stopped stroking her clit. “Answer me, Sage.”

“I want you, please.”

“Have you wanted my cock?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Good.” He gritted his teeth as her cunt tightened around his length, and all he wanted to do was fuck her hard and fast and fill her with his cum.

Stroking her clit, he felt each and every pulse as she built toward her orgasm. He loved how responsive Sage was to him. How open, how willing, how she just gave him everything and didn’t ask for a single thing in return.

Sage made him crave her so much more, and as she came, he couldn’t control himself. He began to slowly fuck her, going in hard and deep, driving in, trying to get to the hilt inside her. As he came, he stilled, pumping his spunk in and wanting her to get pregnant.

His mission was to knock her up, to keep her.

Sage belonged to him. She was all his, and he had no intention of letting her go.

Kissing her neck, he felt the aftershocks of her pussy as she fluttered around him, and he knew without a doubt, there was nowhere else he wanted to be.

****

Her period hadn’t started.

Sage didn’t know if she should take a pregnancy test or keep waiting, wondering if her monthly cycle would start. There was no morning sickness, but that just meant it was way too early to tell.

Sitting on the edge of the bed on a Sunday morning, she didn’t see any sign of Noah. There was an indentation on the bed. He’d stopped trying to make the bed around her when he realized she kept on waking up.

She missed him so much.

Working for Noah had been … hard.

It was the first time in her adult life that she had found a man attractive. She’d never been tempted before, but Noah, it was like he stepped right out of her fantasies.

Climbing out of bed, she saw the sun had only just started to stream through the windows with how early it was. She knew exactly where she’d find Noah.

When he wasn’t trying to seduce her and make her fall in love with him, he was working. He was a very dedicated lawyer, and she did love that about him.

She walked downstairs, and of course, he’d left his office door open. She heard the unmistakable sound of his tapping as he worked at the keyboard. So clear, it made her smile.

Sage closed the distance to the door, and sure enough, there he was, typing away at his desk. He didn’t wear a shirt, and had pulled on a pair of sweatpants.

Staring at his body, she couldn’t help but press her thighs together as she watched him. He was so sexy, and remembering what that body could do to her, well, she couldn’t deny how needy she suddenly felt to have him.

“I know you want me,” Noah said, stopping his typing.

“You’re up early.”

“I had work to do.”

“Ah, yes, and it meant you had to leave me alone.” She stepped into the room with a pout.

“I’m here now.”

Sage had a sudden idea, and as she moved toward him, Noah pushed his chair back. He went to reach out to her, but she put her hands on either side of his chair, leaned in, and kissed him.