Page 41 of Secret Bump

“It’ll fit perfectly when I’m nine months pregnant with your giant baby,” she whispers as she tugs me down by my beard.

I kiss her hungrily, taking her mouth, and then I pick her up and carry to the bed.

She moans as I set her down. “Mack, I need you.”

Her plea goes straight to my bloodstream, setting me on fire.

“I’m yours,” I promise her.

“Take your clothes off.” She rolls over onto all fours and looks back over her shoulder. “Mack!”

I shove my pants off and close the gap between us, setting my hand on her ass.

Her hips tip up, her skinny little legs spreading wide, and her pink cunt blooms for me, revealing her wet, tight hole.

My thick, engorged cock looks obscene in comparison, but when her gaze locks on it, she moans again.

“Tell me you need this, little one.”

“I need it,” she pants.

“I’m bare. Just as I was when I put our baby in your belly. You’re going to get my seed again.”

She moans and nods desperately.

She wants me like this, at my most savage.

I grip her hip with one hand and push her legs even wider with the other, opening her up as much as possible.

My cock lifts to her wet slit on its own, finding her entrance. I stroke her there with my thumb, tracing her sweet pink skin.

And then she presses her hips back, pushing herself onto me. Not even waiting.

“Isabelle,” I groan.

“I need you,” she pants.

Her body stretches around me, my cock disappearing, and it feels so fucking incredible. Not just the tip this time, but my whole shaft getting the first taste of her hot, wet squeeze.

At her slick welcome, I thrust forward, unable to hold back, and she takes it. She takes every inch of me, all the way to the root.

“You’re such a good girl. You feel so, so good.” My balls slap against her clit as I rock our bodies, getting her ready to be ridden hard. Her pussy clenches around me, making my vision swim. “Need you, little one. Waited so long for this. Tell me it feels good. Tell me you need me to fuck you.” All I want is to hear her voice. “Moan for me. Scream for me. I fucking love the sexy sounds you make, baby.”

“Please, please, Mack, please.” She’s wild now, her body shaking. “It feels so good.”

“I want to breed you, Isabelle. I want to put a baby in you properly.”

“Oh my God.”

“Not God.”

“Mack!”

“Say it, little one.”

“Breed me, Mr. Emerson.”

That’s all I need to hear to set a blistering pace. I grip her hips and thrust again, fucking her hard. Claiming my girl after all this time. When her knees start to slip, I flip her over onto her back, and her bright eyes locks on my face.

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