When her body was well primed I climbed up between her thighs. With my cock in hand, I looked down at her, before entering her again. I couldn’t resist leaning over and taking her lips with mine. I slipped into her body halfway before stopping. “Look at me.” When her eyes flew up to mine I eased the rest of my cock into her. “I own you.” She dug her nails into my ass as she cried out and tried to pull me deeper into her.
I knew I wouldn’t last much longer it had been hours since we’d started, but I wanted her to cum with me. Putting my lips as close to her ears as possible, I went with my gut. “When was your last period baby?” Her pussy tightened around my cock and her legs squeezed me harder. “Is it the right time huh?”
She nodded her head wildly before I bit down on her ear and emptied my seed deep into her womb.
Epilogue
“I love taking you like this sweetheart. It reminds me of our first time, except for this.” I grinned as I ran my hands over her hardening stomach. She was sitting on my cock in her favorite position these days, well other than when I spooned her in bed in the mornings and pulled her back on my always-hard cock; she liked that too.
“I’m close Greg, stop teasing.” I moved one of my hands lower to finger her clit with my thumb. She’d already cum three times since we’d started, but her pregnancy has left her more than a little horny. Wrapping my hands around her ass I lifted her up and down on my cock being careful not to be too rough, she was due in a couple days and her hormones were out of whack, but I was terrified of hurting her no matter how she begged me to fuck her harder, deeper, more.
“You have a press conference in ten minutes Mr. President.” The voice came through the door of the oval office. My wife, the freak, took that moment to clench around me the way she knows gets me going. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming, fuck I’m cumming.” I roared the words even as the voice on the other side of the door apologized for upsetting me and moved away.
“You’re a very bad girl Mrs. Thorne.” I pulled her mouth down to mine even as I started moving inside her again. With her there was never any ending. In the seven months we’d been married I’ve had her everyday, sometimes three and four times because I couldn’t get enough.
There were days I’d leave a meeting with some delegate or some foreign official and just go seek her out wherever she may be for some much needed relief. Like the time I’d taken her down in the greenhouse with the secret service milling around outside, that was one for the books. All it takes is one look at that innocent smile of hers and my cock becomes a raging bull.
“We have time for one more, I’m supposed to be late for these things anyway. I want you from behind this time though.”
The President’s Daughter
Chapter 1
"Jackson you're up."
"Sir?"
My boss had summoned me to his offices; I wasn't worried or anything. It had been a while since I'd been called to the carpet for insubordination. I hadn't decked anyone in a while, or told any of my superiors to go fuck themselves. I'm quite sure had it not been for my family's name I would be long gone. But that, coupled with the fact that I was the best at what I did made it almost impossible for them to sack me.
I was known as a maverick to anyone who came through these halls; new recruits were warned about me on their first day. I had a kick ass reputation that I stood by against all comers. Some liked me; most didn't get me; I didn't give a fuck about either camp it is what it is.
I didn't make it through special ops in the darkest hellholes on earth to give a flying fuck whether little Susie in the governor's office liked my attitude or not. Fuck her!
"Up for what sir?" I was a little confused. I'd just come back from doing a fill in stint protecting P.O.T.U.S on foreign soil. Those were hard to come by, no one wanted to give up that slot, but someone had been bitch slapped and I'd been called up.
Now I was back state side and looking forward to some downtime before heading back to my usual cushy post where no one fucked with me.
"It seems you impressed the big guy; he wants you."
Something about the way he said that was very suspicious and I started getting that churning feeling in my gut that I usually got when I was about to go into some fucked up situation.
"What?"
"He wants you on P.I.T.A"
"Fuck no."
He nodded his head at me trying his best to look grave and not release the shit-eating grin that was threatening to break out across his face.
"I'm not fucking doing it."
"Don't be a meathead son, this is the president of the United States you can't just tell him no."