Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
My hands grip her hips as I work my way inside her, knowing she’s unprotected. The chance of getting her pregnant makes me even harder, knowing I’ll be breeding her for my own. I can’t wait until her belly is big and round and my stepsister is carrying my child. Fuck, I should tell her, but I can’t take the chance she’ll say no. I need this, and I’ve never needed this before.
I’ve never looked at a woman and thought about impregnating her, but with my Ella, I want to take her from behind like an animal and hold her hips up while I keep filling her up with my cum.
“Yes,” she whispers against my lips as I take her deeper.
Her body is ripe, and I bet she’s ovulating. She’s so fucking ready for my cock that I know she’s thinking it, too. She’s probably hoping that my seed takes root and she’ll end up with a blue line by morning.
“Open up for me, beautiful,” I say, spreading her legs and tilting her hips. If she cums, her cervix will be nice and soft, so my cum will go right in. “That’s it. Nice and easy,” I say, encouraging her.
My mouth goes to her nipple and I suck on it, feeling the hard peak on my tongue. She moans and grips my hair as I rock in and out of her pussy. She’s so close, and so am I, but I know what’s at stake. I won’t dare cum before she does, because I want to make sure I’ve got her where I want her.
“Brooks, don’t stop,” she begs, and I wouldn’t dare.
When I slide a hand to where we’re connected, I brush my thumb across her clit, and she cries out. It’s loud and echoes off the tile of the room, and I thrust into her one last time, holding my cock as deep as it will go.
I feel the pulses of cum pump up my shaft and into her, and I growl through it. Her body lets nature take over as her pussy squeezes every drop out of me and into her womb. It makes it even hotter as I look down at her naked body, seeing her hips beg for more. She wants this baby. Maybe almost as much as I do.
Moving my hands around her back, I stand up in the tub with her in my arms. I don’t dare take my cock out, because I don’t want to chance anything spilling out.
“Where are we going?” she asks, her eyelids heavy.
“I’m going to make sure you get what you want,” I say, carrying her to the bed. I put a pillow on the bed for her hips and then lay her down on top of it. “Now show me again where you want me to put your baby.”
Her hand goes to where we’re connected, and she spreads her lips once again. I look down at my thick cock sliding in and out of her, covered in cum.
“Hold them open, beautiful. I wanna be a daddy.”
6
Ella
I hide under the covers, scared to pull them off my head. I’m not sure what I’m going to see, because tonight could not have been real. Even though I already know it was. I can still feel Brooks all over my body.
I slowly pull the blankets down and peek out. When I don’t see anyone, I sit up and look around the room. But still I don’t see anyone.
My eyes go to the clock on the nightstand and I see it’s still night. I must have fallen asleep for an hour or so after Brooks pushed me into orgasm heaven. I didn’t even know it could be like that. I’d given myself a few over the years, but they were never like what Brooks did to me. I’m pretty sure I passed out after that last one, because I don’t remember much.
Crawling from the bed, I scramble for the bathroom, looking for something to cover myself with. I snatch a robe that’s hanging on the bathroom door, then freeze when I see myself in the mirror. I look like a freaking hot mess. My hair was in a messy bun but is now loose, and I look like I spent all night fucking.
I run my fingers along my collarbone and up my neck to where there is a line of little hickeys. I look down at myself and see tiny bruises forming on my hips and thighs. My core clenches at the sight of them, and I quickly close the robe to hide the evidence of what we did. I stare at my face in the mirror. My lips are puffy and red from the hours he spent kissing me.
“What have you done, Ella?” I ask myself.
I work for this man. I need to work for him for the next year. I’m already bound by the contract I signed when I got here. I don’t even know him and I let him do all kinds of things to me. My whole body flushes. I can’t face him. I might die of embarrassment.