Millionaire Daddy (Freeman Brothers 2)

But Darren did not stop. His body was a machine, and the ripped muscles of his abdomen crunched as he thrust into me over and over, bringing the sensations that were threatening to overtake every sensor in my brain to critical mass. I felt like I couldn’t process anything other than his body inside mine and the feeling of euphoria it caused. My legs wrapped around his waist as I subconsciously begged him to push harder, faster, deeper inside me.

He obliged. The speed increased as did his breaths. He was fucking me hard and fast, and I never wanted it to stop. A smile flickered across his face, and his elbows bent as he curled up close. He wrapped me in his arms, our mouths pressing together again as he rolled onto his back. Sweat dripped from his chest, and I curled into him to lick it up. As I did, my hips began to move on their own, instinctively wanting the pleasure to continue.

As I sat up, focusing on bouncing on his cock and letting it slide even deeper into me from the new position, his hands wrapped around my waist, then slid around to cup my ass. I placed my hands on his muscular chest and leaned forward, giving him more of me to grab. He did so with glee, taking the opportunity to pull one of my breasts into his mouth and twirl the nipple with his tongue, while his hands squeezed my ass cheeks. Guiding me faster, his grip intensified, and I rode him hard.

I closed my eyes and leaned back, displaying myself to him as I slowed down. His eyes widened, and the tip of his tongue slid between his lips as he eyed my pussy, gripping his shaft as I stroked him with my entire body in slow motions. One of his hands left my ass, and he flicked his thumb across his outstretched tongue. Then Darren pressed it against my clit, and I moaned loudly. Sounds tumbled out of me as I increased my speed, and his thumb began to swirl, bringing a sensation of pleasure that overwhelmed me. A second, even more powerful climax was building, and I locked eyes with him as it did. My whimper at every time his cock filled me deeper seemed to drive his intensity further, and I felt the wave of pleasure at the brink of crashing around me.

My head flew back, and I cried out his name as the orgasm took hold, and he sat up into me, clasping me, pushing me back down on my back and folding me up. The sensation stretched on as he pounded into me again, my ankles brushing against his ears as he grunted an animalistic sound in his effort. Just when I felt like I couldn’t possibly handle anything else, that my brain was on complete overload, he roared out and my voice matched his. He exploded into me, and I came with him, our bodies shaking, climaxing together before he crumpled into my arms.

39

Darren

“I have to warn you,” I said as we drove toward my parents’ house on Sunday night. “They’ve probably gone all out on outfitting the house for Willa.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, glancing over at me, then back ahead of her as she followed my directions.

“They were already getting prepared for Quentin and Merry’s baby, but that’s going to be a newborn. They started putting together a nursery about fourteen seconds after they found out Merry was pregnant and have been packing it full of all the baby stuff since. Every couple of days, Mom posts in our family group text and puts pictures of the new stuffed animals and books and clothes and things she’s bought for the nursery. She has been ready for that baby to be born for months now. But Willa is different,” I explained.

“Because she’s not a newborn,” she acknowledged.

“Exactly. She’s had a brand-new reason to start crazy shopping again, and Dad has been right there on board with her.”

“So, I should prepare myself for a baby wonderland, is that what you’re telling me?” she asked.

“Something like that. And it’s probably babyproofed at this point, so don’t be surprised if you’re not able to open any of the cabinets or anything.”

Kelly laughed. “I’ve had to babyproof before. I think I can handle it. All the stuff at my house is babyproofed.”

“Yeah, and I can’t get in any of it,” I told her, making her laugh more. “Those things are no joke.”

“I’ll teach you how to use them,” she offered.

“Thank you.”

“I’m glad to hear they’re excited to have her visit,” she said.

I could tell there was more behind that than just being excited about Willa seeing her grandparents and my parents getting to know her. She was thinking about my mother and the tension that was still between them. I made a note to myself to sit Mom down to talk to her about Kelly. It was strange to think about having to have a talk with her rather than the other way around, but this was important. I couldn’t have the two of them not getting along or having an uncomfortable relationship. They both meant so much to me, and I hated the thought of them being like this forever. I needed to talk to Mom and get her to understand how she was affecting Kelly.