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I’m Yours, Baby(12)

By:Fiona Davenport


He caught my hands and raised them above my head, threading his fingers through mine as he pinned them against the mattress. And then finally, his hips thrust forward and he filled me.

“Holy fuck, you feel even better than you did a year ago,” he groaned. With those two little silver balls gliding against me with each thrust of his dick, I could only moan in agreement.

He moved slowly at first, his gaze burning into mine as he worshipped my body with his. It was the most intimate moment of my life, his body moving slowly over mine while I stared into his eyes. It was so damn beautiful I almost didn’t want to break the spell. But with the tension building in my body, I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer.

My hips moved to meet his, building the friction between us. My fingers tightened against him as I tried to fight the pleasure, to make it last longer.

“I’m so close,” I gasped out.

“Give it to me,” he growled. “Come for me, beautiful.”

He leaned forward and captured my lips. The combination of his raspy words and the new angle of his cock as it sank into me sent lightning streaking through my body. With my pussy pulsing around his cock, he slammed into me deep and hard until he orgasmed with me, emptying himself inside me.

I lay under him a long time, wrapped around his warm body and enjoying being close to him again. When he rolled, taking me with him so I was on top, I felt our combined come slide from my body.

“Crap,” I groaned, dropping my head onto his shoulder. “You forgot to use a condom. Not that it did us much good last time around, since I still managed to get pregnant with Carter.”

“I didn’t wear one, but it wasn’t because I forgot,” he corrected me with a smirk. “I can’t fucking wait to see your belly round with another of my babies, and this time around I’m going to be with you every step of the way.”

Was he saying what I thought he was saying? Because it sounded an awful lot like he... No, I couldn’t handle this yet. Squeezing my eyes shut, I slowed my breathing and let my body relax against his. This was Weston’s first day back in my life—our lives—and I needed more than an hour to adjust to my new reality, whatever it was.





Chapter 5


Weston


Aspen didn’t react to my comment and I let it go for the moment, content to quietly hold her in my arms. It felt fucking amazing to have her naked body plastered against mine. I could feel her heartbeat on my chest, still pounding from our spent passion.

My hands roamed over her soft skin, everywhere they could reach, and her little sigh of pleasure had my semi-hard cock stirring to life. She lifted her head and stared at me with eyebrows raised in question.

I grinned and slightly bucked my hips. “He’s been deprived of your pussy for a year, sweetheart. You can’t blame him for being greedy.”

She giggled, and fuck if that sound didn’t make my dick come to full attention. The humor on her face faded, replaced by heat and need. I gripped her hips and lifted her enough so I could line up with her sex and pull her down as I drove up into her. As the metal piercing dragged along her walls, our shared moans meshed like perfect harmony.

“Ride me, beautiful. Fuck me hard,” I panted. Beads of sweat dotted my skin from the effort I was making to let her be in charge. It was one way I could show her that she was still in control of her life. But, my bruising grip on her hips also indicated that it only went so far. When it came to us, there was no other option but to accept it. I wasn’t going to let her go ever again.

Her brown eyes were hazy with lust and her smile almost broke me. Then she began to move, and I forgot all about everything but the feel of her pussy wrapped around my cock. She rocked back and forth, swiveling her hips in experimentation, trying to gauge what felt the best. I had no opinion on the matter, it all felt fucking amazing to me.

I unlocked my hands from her hips and glided them up to cup her generous tits. She cried out when I pinched her nipples and her movements sped up, becoming more frantic. Her walls began to pulse around me and I knew she was getting close.

My patience was tapped and I needed to take charge. Returning my hands to her sides, my fingers dug in hard, probably leaving bruises as I guided her until she was sliding up and down my cock, her tits bouncing, and her head thrown back in ecstasy. I’d never seen anything more beautiful.

“Look at you,” I whispered. “So fucking gorgeous. Seeing you like this. Feeling your tight little pussy holding me in. Fuck! Harder, Aspen! Yeah, baby, just like that! Fuck, yeah!”

I flipped her over and drove back in, changing the angle so my piercing hit that special spot inside, driving her fucking wild. A tingling began at the base of my spine, I wasn’t going to last much longer. The fingers of one hand journeyed to her clit and I pinched it, setting her off. She screamed my name, and I couldn’t stop the orgasm from ripping through me. I thrust in and buried myself deep in her pussy, releasing my come into her womb with high hopes that it would take root.