Devour Me, Baby(33)

I tenderly cleaned between her thighs, trying to ignore the need building inside me from the sight of her glistening, pink pussy. I’d been honest with her when I admitted to thinking about planting my baby in her belly.

The image of her with a rounded and swollen stomach made my blood boil, my cock pulsing with the desire to make it a reality.

It had been a conscious decision not to use protection, one I hadn’t discussed with her beforehand. For a split second, I felt a little guilty for my ulterior motive, but my desire for her, my need, it pushed away any doubt immediately.

I would need to return to Texas soon, and I was determined to get Lilah pregnant before we left. No one, not even her father, could take her away from me if she was having my baby. I also hoped it would negate her anger at finding out who I really was.

Done with my ministrations, I tossed the rag towards the bathroom and fell back down beside Lilah before pulling her into my arms. She snuggled into me and sighed with contentment. Her body fit mine like a glove, clearly made for each other.

“Rest now, baby girl,” I murmured gruffly with a soft kiss on the top of her head. “You’re going to be sore, and I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to wait before I fuck you again.”

She shifted restlessly and my arms tightened to hold her still. If she kept rubbing her silky skin against mine, I wouldn’t be able to hold out very long. With one hand, I began to rub slow circles on her naked back and her breathing eventually evened out as she fell asleep.

A million thoughts were swirling around in my head, and they kept me from drifting off until the early hours of the morning.

The ping of my cell phone, alerting me to an email, woke me a little after six. Lilah was sprawled across me, using me like a full body pillow, and I hated to disturb her by moving, but figured the sound of my phone would do it anyway. As gently as possible, I reached to the bedside table and grabbed it. My thumb unlocked it and I opened up my email.

There it was. The one I’d been waiting for. I hesitated, again torn at what to hope for. Telling myself not to be such a pussy, I clicked on the message.

99% positive match.

Lilah was officially my best friend’s little girl.

She shifted and I quickly shut down my phone, tossing it back onto the nightstand. Her wiggling brought my cock to full attention, and I focused solely on my girl. My girl.

“How are you feeling, baby girl?” I asked when she lifted her head. She smiled shyly, and I pushed her wayward hair out of the way so I could see her face.

“Um”—her cheeks turned pink, striking a match and lighting a fire in my core—“incredible.”

I grinned. I fucking loved how honest she was. Her every thought was broadcast on her face, but the way she blurted things out was so fucking cute.

“Are you sore?” She squirmed again, seeming to test out her muscles and I grabbed her hips, stilling her. “Don’t move like that, baby girl,” I groaned.

She froze and stared at me wide-eyed. “Oh, I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?”

I suppressed my smile, not wanting to hurt her feelings. “Only by making me so hard I ache for you. I’m dying to sink back into your soaked pussy and make you come again.” My hips bucked slightly, emphasizing how much I wanted her.

She moaned and it took every fucking shred of my control to keep from flipping us over and burying myself inside her. With one finger, I titled her chin up and kissed her softly. This time, when she whimpered, I lost my grip.

I took hold of her torso and slid her up my body until she was fully straddling me and her sexy as fuck tits were right in my face. The rosy nipples were hard and I sat up to suck one into my mouth. She made another noise, and I felt the wetness of her pussy coating my cock where we were pressed together. Already, she was fucking soaked. I switched to the other peak and her breathing picked up, her hips beginning to rotate, seeking release.

I let her nipple go with a pop and growled, “No! Your orgasms are mine, Lilah. You come when I say so and only when I say so. Is that clear?”

She bit her bottom lip as she gazed down at me, her eyes heated to a darker blue and clouded with lust. I tweaked her nipple and she bucked involuntarily. With another warning growl, I smacked a hand down onto one of her ass cheeks.

With a gasp, she reared back and looked at me in confusion. But, it wasn’t at why I had spanked her, I could see her struggling with the fact that she had liked it and wondering if she wasn’t supposed to.

Her inexperience was such a fucking turn on. I couldn’t wait to teach her everything about sex, but I also hoped she never truly lost her air of innocence.

“It’s okay to like anything we do together, baby girl,” I soothed. “Never be ashamed of the feelings and sensations we experience.” I palmed both her butt cheeks and squeezed firmly. “Although, it’s not really an effective punishment if you like it,” I teased.