Man of the House(110)

I began to thrust harder, deeper. I pulled her hair back and she let out a choked moan. For a second I thought it was too loud, and so I slapped her ass hard.

We paused, listening.

“Still sleeping,” I whispered, beginning to slowly fuck her again.

“Oh my god, this is so hard,” she moaned.

“Good,” I said. “I want it to be work. Work for that fucking cock.”

She clutched the door, biting back another moan as I began to fuck her again, thrusting deep, pressing myself hard between her legs. I reached around her thigh and began to rub her clit as I ground my cock deep inside her.

She took my cock and rocked her hips. The only thing on my mind was her body, her pussy gripping my cock, her smell, everything her. I wanted her badly, wanted to come deep inside her, making her pussy mine. I fucked her harder, deeper, my whole body becoming tense with desire as I fucked her deeper.

She took my cock and rolled her hips, working herself back against me. She stayed quiet, though she couldn’t help but release these tiny, soft moans that only made me so much fucking harder. The baby was across the room and couldn’t see or hear any of this, but I knew if she let loose with how she really wanted to moan, then he’d wake up.

But I wanted to get her off before that happened. I wanted to make her body tense and sweat. I wanted her mind to go blank as the orgasm rolled through her body.

I fucked her deeper, harder, grabbing her hips. She rolled with it, legs spread wide, hands pressed against the wall. I could see her knuckles turning white from the effort of keeping silent. I grabbed her hair, tipping her chin up.

“Come on my cock, girl,” I whispered. “Come nice and quiet.”

“Oh my god, I’m so close,” she whispered.

“Take that thick cock. I love fucking you like this, making your body mine. I love grabbing this fucking ass while I take your cunt.”

“Keep going,” she whispered.

“I love making this pussy mine. You’re so fucking wet, and you take my big cock like you fucking need it. God I love this fucking body, you dirty girl. I love your perfect cunt.”

I rubbed her clit again, fucking her harder, faster. Her hips moved with me, bucking back against me. We were beginning to get louder, forgetting about the kid, and that was fine.

She was close, and we both knew it. Small, choked moans came from her while she struggled to stay quiet. It was driving me fucking wild that she worked so hard to keep silent as I fucked her pussy rough and deep.

My fingers kept working her clit, her soaking wet pussy taking my cock, as I fucked her rough.

I felt her whole body stiffen.

“Oh shit, Vince,” she moaned. “I’m coming. Oh my god, I’m coming.”

I began to fuck her with wild abandon, thrusting deep and rough. I didn’t hold back anymore as she came, her whole body tensing. Her moans were soft as her whole body tensed. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock as she came.

And I fucked her like an animal. That shit drove me absolutely wild. I loved that she was taking my cock, coming on my big dick while she worked so hard to stay quiet. She did what I wanted her to because her cunt was mine, my fucking tight pussy to fuck.

It tipped me over the edge, watching her come so silently. I grunted as the orgasm took over me too, and I came deep inside her pussy.

I thrust deep, hard, coming fire inside her tight pussy. My mind was nothing but pleasure, pure fucking bliss, and Kaley’s body ringing through my brain.

“Fuck,” I grunted as both our orgasms slowed. “Oh fuck, Kaley.”

“Vince,” she gasped.

“That was fucking good,” I whispered in her ear, and she laughed.

“Yeah, it was. Oh shit.”

Across the room, Alexei started to cry.

“Guess we woke him up after all,” I said, grinning.

“Your fault,” she said. “I was being quiet.”

“No, you weren’t.” I stepped back and away from her, sliding myself out of her pussy. “You were moaning like you couldn’t think.”

“I couldn’t think, that’s true,” she said, laughing. She pulled her shorts on quickly and then walked over to Alexei, picking him up and rocking him.

I pulled off the condom and tossed it in the trash and then got dressed.

That girl was too fucking much. I couldn’t even stop myself from fucking her right there in the living room, maybe fifteen feet away from our baby.

My baby, my baby’s mother. I watched her talk softly to Alexei, her face flushed, her hair messy, and she looked so fucking beautiful. It was strange, the feeling in my chest. I’d never felt that way about a woman before, never wanted to just watch her with a smile on my face before.