Page 18 of Tangled with the Professor

He growls up at me, his hands gripping my hips tighter as he pushes me harder against the shower wall. “Oh, I want to fuck you so damn bad, little girl. But you’re going to have to be patient.”

And he keeps tormenting me. In the best way, until the only thing holding me up in that slippery shower are his steady, firm hands. I’m shaking with need, scratching at his shoulders, and pleading, all while loving every second of what he does to me. Finally, he gives me the release I need, and I cry out, thanking our foresight when we designed this house to have themaster bedroom at the opposite side of the kids’ rooms. We can be as noisy as we want.

When I’m a quivering mass in his arms, we notice the water has run cold and with a chuckle, Mark turns it off and carries me to our bed. He plops down next to me, sliding his hands up my dripping body, tweaking my nipples as he claims my mouth again.

I dig my fingers into his rock hard pecs, marveling at how strong he still is, always waking up early to hit the gym since he loves making me drool every time he takes off his shirt. He does so much for me, for us.

I push away and he looks at me curiously when he sees the gleam in my eyes.

“What’s up?” he asks.

“I’m thinking about all the sweet things you do for us, things you probably think we don’t notice.”

“You know what I’m thinking about?” he says, modestly shrugging away my words. “Getting my cock inside your hot little pussy.”

I laugh and shake my head. “Okay, but how about we make it count this time?”

He frowns, then his eyes widen. “Are you thinking we should try for number four?”

I grin, delighted that we’re on the same wavelength, as usual. “What do you think?”

“Let me show you,” he says, pulling me close and kissing me until I feel his love all the way down to my toes.

And also his big hard cock pressing impatiently against my belly. “Hurry, then,” I say. “Get me pregnant.”

He rolls onto his back, pulling me over to straddle him. I slide up and down against his smooth shaft, letting my eyes drift shut at how good it feels. A moment later, I feel his hand wrap around mine, helping me guide his dripping tip to my opening.

Crying out as he fills me, I ride him with abandon, clawing at his chest and whipping my hair into his face as I get closer once again. He teases my clit, barely hanging on as I treat him like my personal rodeo ride, and just as I’m about to scream out with another orgasm, he flips me onto my back.

His cock fills me again, so hard and deep I lose my breath. It comes back in a rush as he starts to pound me.

“Get ready, little girl. Let Daddy give you a baby.”

“Yes, I’m so ready. Fill me up, Daddy.”

He fucks me, fast and furious, roaring as he comes inside me. My pussy spasms around him and he groans, still pushing so deep inside me I think he’s touching my very soul. I wrap my arms around him, taking every inch until he falls onto my chest, breathing hard.

“I love you,” he gasps. “Fucking hell, you’re so amazing.”

“No, you,” I say weakly, closing my eyes as his cock slowly slips out of me and he rolls onto his side.

I cuddle up next to him with his arm around me and we breathlessly come back to earth, finally looking at each other with a reflection of the same goofy smile.

“You think that did the trick?” he asks.

“Hmm,” I say, tracing a circle on his shoulder. “Maybe. But we should go again soon to make sure.”

“And tomorrow,” he says, playing along.

“Twice tomorrow to be safe,” I say. “I really want another baby.”

He kisses me, pulling back to search my eyes to see all the love I have for him and our family that we’ve made together. “I have everything I want right now,” he tells me. “But there’s always room for more.”

~The End

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