My Brother-In-Law's Secret Baby - His Secret Baby

“Noah?” She picked her body up a little, resting on her elbows.

“Your skin’s really soft. Do you know that?”

“Um, yeah, I guess.”

I leaned over and kissed her ankle. Scarlett squirmed a little as I got further and further up her leg, placing small kisses along the way. I stopped when I reached her shorts.

“Can I take these off?” I asked, fingering the thin fabric.

“If you want to,” she breathed.

I pulled the shorts along with her underwear down her legs. Once they were off, I tossed them aside, kissing my way back up Scarlett’s thighs, this time without stopping. I slowed down as I got closer to her pussy, nipping at the insides of her legs. She flinched with each bite.

I finally got to her pussy. I slid my middle finger inside, swirling it around her wetness.

“Fuck,” she muttered, her head falling back.

“Do you think about me when you touch yourself?”

“I —”

“I used to hear you moaning in here.” I added more fingers, holding myself over Scarlett, so I could watch her face. “Is this what you were thinking about? Is this what you wanted?”

“Mmmhmm,” she whimpered, biting down on her bottom lip.

I could see her fighting to find a release. Feeling her juices run down my fingers and onto my hand, I wanted to get down there and taste her. I took my fingers out of her and brought my face right in front of her folds. I flattened my tongue and ran it up her slit, lapping her up.

“Noah!” she gasped.

I kept going, using my fingers and tongue to fuck her. Scarlett covered her mouth with her hand to quiet her delectable moans. My dick was pressed so hard against the zipper of my jeans, I wanted to plunge into her and feel her walls wrapping around my shaft.

I flicked my tongue over Scarlett’s clit before wrapping my lips around it and sucking. Her body arched, and she started thrashing. I held her hips down as I continued my assault until I felt her coming, her juices dripping down my chin.

When she was done, her body fell back down onto the bed, her head rolling to the side. Her eyes had that sleepy look in them, but they were also inviting.

“How are you feeling?”

“Like I want more.”

Scarlett reached out to me. I could see what she wanted, but I grabbed her hand instead, kissing the top of it. A glimmer of disappointment passed over her face, but she hid it quickly. I was feeling a lot closer to her, but this opening of my heart was a slow process.

“You know what I want?” My lips were curved up in a small smile. From the second I walked into Scarlett’s room, I had this image in my head.

“What?” She sat up and leaned against her headboard.

“I want to watch you ride my cock. I want to see your tits bouncing, and your body tremble. I want you to scream my name.”

Scarlett took a beat and just stared at me before nodding and pulling her shirt over her head. She was already not wearing a bra. I reached out a massaged one of her full breasts, swiping my fingers over her nipple.

“Why don’t you take a few things off?”

I stood up and quickly removed all my clothes before joining Scarlett on the bed. I plopped down next to her and held open my arms, so she could climb into my lap. I moved her long, dark hair to the side, so I could kiss her shoulders and arms, I just wanted to place my lips all over her skin.

Scarlett put her hands on either side of my face as she straddled me. I positioned my cock head so she could push her pussy down on it. She continued to hold onto my face as her walls enveloped me. Her hands went from my face, and her arms wrapped around my shoulders. She brought her pelvis up and down. I grabbed onto her hips to help us find our rhythm.

Our bodies slammed together, meeting in ultimate bliss. Her pussy clamped down on me. We moved together, shaking the bed as we violently fucked. Scarlett’s nails dug into my back, and I felt her body start to tremble. Her pussy tightened around me, and my body buckled.

I came inside her, releasing a stream of cum. I roared as Scarlett took everything I could give and then a little bit more. We both collapsed when we were done — me on the headboard and Scarlett onto my chest. She traced random shapes on my skin as we both caught our breath.

“That was nice,” Scarlett whispered, her breath skirting over me.

“It was,” I agreed.

She looked up at me, and I could see the hope in her eyes. I could feel that I wasn’t as closed off, but I needed a little more time to myself.