Play With Me, Baby(20)

I rubbed my piercing over her clit and demanded, “Tell me you’re mine.”

“Please!” she pleaded desperately.

“Tell me what I want to hear, angel. Who do you belong to?”

“You, Rhys. Fuck! Please, baby. Fuck me.”

“Damn fucking right you belong to me, angel,” I ground out as I plunged balls deep inside her. “This hot, tight pussy belongs to me.” I punctuated my words with another hard thrust. My hands cupped her breasts and squeezed. “These perfect tits belong to me.” Thrust. My hands slid back to grasp her ass. “This ass is all mine.” Thrust. “But what I really want is your love.” Thrust. “It’s mine, isn’t it Macy?”

“Yes!” she screamed.

“Fuck, I love you so much, baby.” A wild, animalistic beast clawed to the surface and I fucked her hard and fast, driving us both closer and closer to oblivion.

“Yes! I’m almost—Don’t stop, Rhys!”

If I hadn’t been lost to my need for her, I might have laughed. Nothing could make me stop now.

“Fuck, Macy! Oh, yeah! Just like that. Fuck!” I shouted. “Come, angel. I want to feel your pussy milking my cock, sucking up every fucking drop of my come.” She may not have admitted it out loud, but her walls clamped down at my words. She wanted my baby. She was so tight, I had to fight my way out so I could push back in. “Let go, Macy,” I commanded, and my roar battled with her screams as we came together.

It was one of the strongest orgasms I’d ever had and my knees were weak. So, I twisted around and slid down the wall to sit on the ground as we panted and tried to recover. I kept her flush against me, still buried deep, not wanting any of my seed to leak. If she wasn’t already, I was sure this time I’d succeeded in planting my baby in her belly.

My mouth sought out hers and I kissed her tenderly, pouring my love into it. “I love you, angel,” I whispered. “If this is what’s going to happen every time you get published, I’m going to make sure every one of your books lands before the right set of eyes.”

Macy giggled. “You act like it was all your doing that got me published.” She smacked my chest and I stopped breathing as I realized what I’d said. “Not that you weren’t integral by talking me into sending my book to them.” She kissed my chin, then down my neck. I stifled my sigh of relief when it was clear she’d misunderstood me.

“You better call Weston. We might be a little late since you got me all dirty and now I need to shower,” she smirked.

Without losing our connection, I carefully got to my feet and carried her upstairs to our bedroom. Entering the master bath, I set her on the counter and finally withdrew. I hated leaving the warmth and comfort inside her. I would give up anything if I could live with my cock permanently in her pussy.

After pressing the button to activate the heated floors and picking the water temperature on the digital display by the shower, I picked her up again and carried her under the spray.

“You’re always carrying me,” she mumbled, shaking her head, though her arms clung to me a little tighter.

“That’s because I like having you pressed against me,” I murmured against her lips. “And, you’re tiny, angel. Lighter than a feather.” I grinned when she frowned.

“I am not tiny!”

I squeezed her affectionately. “You’re perfect for me.”

“You always say the sweetest things.” She sighed and melted into me. Where there was Macy, an erection was never far behind. And, holding her naked in my arms, under the hot water, had him standing at full attention. Macy’s eyebrows raised when the tip brushed against her ass. She grinned seductively. “I guess we’re going to be really late.”





“Holy cow!” Aspen shrieked, pulling Macy in for a hug. She rolled her eyes when I grumbled and tugged Macy back into my embrace. I didn’t like anyone wrapping themselves around my woman, even if it was another female who was happily married.

Macy had waited until after dinner, which we were surprisingly only twenty minutes late for, to share her news. As expected, Aspen and Jenna were over the moon for her.

“I want all the details!” Jenna clapped her hands excitedly as she spoke.

We moved to their living room and Macy happily told them everything that had been in the email. The cry of a baby sounded through the monitor on the end table and Weston kissed Aspen’s forehead before leaving the room.

Jenna was cocooned in Quinn’s arms on the couch, but she sat forward and tapped her chin with her index finger, looking thoughtful.