No Way Out(20)

The minute we busted into the bedroom, I hit the bed. Simon leaned over me with his thighs outside of mine. I squealed with excitement when I looked into his hungry eyes.

“I’ve missed you, today, as always,” Simon murmured before he kissed me. With every touch, I felt like I was in heaven. My body sang when he grabbed my breasts like they belonged to him. He had actually argued with me about it. It was a playful dispute, and he didn’t fight fair. By the time we’d finished, I was moaning that all of me belonged to him.

“You know I missed you,” I said, pulling his ear between my lips and nibbling. In retaliation, he pressed his cock down against my pussy, starting what I knew was going to be a fun evening.

“Babe, how you feeling?” he asked before continuing to kiss his way down my neck.

“Horny,” I moaned.

“That’s not what I meant. You were weak outside.”

“I’m good, Simon.” I wanted sex, so I was going to wait to tell him, he got me. I was pregnant.

“Good. Because I’m horny, too. As a matter of fact, I have been thinking about getting you naked all day.”

I squealed as he undid my bikini top. His mouth came down on my breast, sucking and marking my chest.

He pulled back to look at his handiwork and smiled. “Good, next time you go outside and your tits are showing this much, everyone will know you’re taken.”

“Because the ring isn’t enough.”

“All married women wear rings, but this mark shows that you’re being satisfied and all mine.” He attacked my other breast, making me moan and arch my back off the bed. I loved this man so much that his touch set me off. He parted my thighs roughly and undid his pants with his mouth on by breast. I looked down at his thick cock that was perfectly smooth and long. It turned me on just knowing that it was a lot to take in, but I was always up for the challenge.

Standing up, Simon stared at my thighs that were slick with my desire. He wickedly licked his lips before he took his cock in hand. Giving it a few strokes, he slid my panties to the side, and pressed the head at my entrance. He enjoyed teasing me, but I wanted him in me. So I wrapped my legs around him, and pulled him down and deep into me. We both cried out with the intensity of his penetration.

“I don’t like being kept waiting, Mr. James.”

Using his knees, he pushed us onto the bed completely. His strength turned me on more. Simon was able to move me around like a rag doll and loved to manhandle me in bed. It only made me wetter. He leaned over me, gripped my hands over my head, and pushed me closer to the headboard with his strong pelvis.

My body took each powerful thrust with pleasure. I felt him dominate my womb and fuck me into a hard and intense orgasm.

I cried out, “Simon! I love you. God, I’m coming.” My body shook as I rode the wave.

“You’re so fucking sexy when you come for me. It’s…too…much. You make me come every time. Shit, Em…I’m coming too.”

I felt his release splash my walls, making my orgasm last a bit longer.

“I hope this time I knocked your sexy ass up, because next round is in your ass,” he grunted and dropped down to the side of me, breathing hard.

“Simon, I guess you get in my ass tonight.”

He lifted his face off the mattress, looking at me confused. “Are you saying? Are you?”

I nodded happily at him. He flipped his body to his side and then sat up so fast I thought I was going to bounce off the edge of the bed.

“Seriously, Simon. Are you trying to knock me off the bed?”

“No. Hell no. Fuck we’re going to have a baby. Shit.” I couldn’t tell if he was happy or too shocked to make a full statement.

“Yeah. You’re going to be a father.”

“Hell yeah,” he shouted before leaning over me and kissing me deeply. My heart was pounding with happiness. Then the silly man placed tender kisses down my body until he reached by belly, and whispered to his baby inside. “I love you little one, almost as much as your mother. Grow for us.” We spent the next hour getting down and dirty in the shower then Simon returned to his perch staring at my belly until we fell asleep.





Epilogue


Sixteen Years Later…

What the fuck! I’d just gotten home from the office when I walked out to the backyard. It was a hot summer day so my family was out in the pool having fun. What I saw next had me raging like a madman. My wife, who was going to get a damn spanking, was wearing a skimpy bikini. But it wasn’t just my dearest dressed like that. Our oldest girl was twelve and her bikini matched her mother’s. What was worse was she was starting to look like her mother. Melody had breasts that needed to be covered up before I choked someone. I felt the vein in my head throb intensely and my jaw ticked. There was some boy with a body of a man sitting on the edge of the pool and I wanted to knock his ass into the water, then out of my house. He must be a friend of my fifteen-year-old son. I wasn’t sure which of my women he was eyeing, but I wasn’t having it.