Page 38 of His Lovebug

“Look at you, Princess, so fucking ethereal, riding my cock like a fucking professional. I’ve trained you well, haven’t I?” I grinned when he gasped and rose and fell again, my balls slapping against his skin. “Remember when I took your virginity? You didn’t know what to do with a cock, but I showed you how.”

It felt like forever ago that we’d first had sex, but it wasn’t. I knew he wasn’t a virgin all those months ago, but he enjoyed this game as much as I did.

He panted and moaned, nails digging through the clothing to bite into my chest. The way he clawed at me didn’t have the same effect as it would’ve if I was shirtless, and there wasn’t enough pain for me to fully enjoy, but it was a show of how much I was turning him on. “Daddy, you’re so wide and big. I can feel your cockhead at the base of my womb.”

“Yeah?” A hot wave of pleasure swept through me, and my balls gave a painful throb. “You feel my cock opening you up, Lovebug? Want Daddy to spear you and fill your womb with all my cum so your tummy gets nice and round with Daddy’s baby? Do you need it?”

He cried out when he slammed down on me and shuddered. He muttered something under his breath and inhaled deeply. I smirked, a hit of pride swelling in my chest. My dirty talk had him on the verge of coming already.

“Come on, Princess. Ride Daddy’s cock. Fill your sweet belly with Daddy’s baby. Get that cum.”

Tears beaded at the corners of his eyes, and he panted harder but managed to continue. I watched the way his hard-on bobbed with the movement, his balls swinging, and behind that, my cock slid in and out of his perfect hole. Everything was fucking amazing.

Tears glided down his flushed cheeks and his hair swayed around his shoulders. I’d never seen him more beautiful than like this—my cock buried inside him while he rode me.

He placed one hand on his abs and whimpered. “I can feel it right here. So deep in me. Do it, Matt. I need it.”

“Fuck.” My hands shook, and so did my knees. Pleasure was a fountain of heat in my abdomen, working its way to my balls. Between the silky squeeze of his body and the dirty words coming from his innocent mouth, I was so close it hurt. “Want Daddy to come, sweetheart? Want to feel my cream flood you and drip down your thighs so when we go talk to the firefighters, all you’ll feel is my cum leaking out of you?” I thrust my hips up before I could stop. He was too irresistible. “And when you see all those men in uniform, all you’ll be able to think about is me and how I bred your needy pussy.”

He yelled as I tilted my hips in a different direction and thrust into him. His right hand shot down to his cock, and he tugged his length furiously before he froze. Cum shot from his slit, painting lines across my dress shirt.

He trembled, body shaking roughly as he fell onto my chest, panting.

I grabbed his hips and used them as leverage to fuck into him until my orgasm swept through me in a raging heat. My balls tightened, and I cursed as I stilled, emptying deep into Quin until I had nothing left to give.

He laughed gently and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his wrist. Rocking his hips, he shivered and grinned. “I forgive you. Don’t leave me at Derek’s again.”

I snorted but held in the urge to tell him this wasn’t about that. Instead, I brushed his hair off his flushed cheeks. “I love you, Princess.”

His smile softened. “I love you, too, Matt, even if you ripped my favorite panties.” He pouted.

“I’ll buy you more.” Stroking his thigh, I winked. “Now, are you ready to act in front of the good-looking firemen while my cum leaks out of you?”

He rolled his eyes. “Yes,Daddy.” Then, he kissed me. “Just so you know, you’re the only guy I ever want. I don’t care how sexy those men in uniform are.”

“Good.”

14

QUIN

Exhaustion tugged at me as Matt eased the Hummer into the driveway behind a fire truck. The hoses ran out from a tanker, and the firefighters were standing about fifteen feet away blasting the house with water. The one guiding the spray was a big man who had a serious expression on his handsome face. The front door was off its hinges, and my gut dropped.

Had they gone in there?

Everything was blazing.

“Oh no,” I whispered. My heart sank. I’d known the house was burning when we’d left, but I hadn’t really had the time to process what that meant. Any tension Matt had fucked out of me and apologized away came roaring back to life, sizzling inside me hotter than the fire.

“This is awful.” I tugged down the bill of my cap, only to shove it up again almost immediately because I couldn’t ignore the world.

“It’s okay,” Matt said soothingly. With a gentle grip, he squeezed the back of my neck. “It’ll be all right, I promise.”

Shaking my head, I shoved open the door of the Hummer and hopped out to stare at the chaos. Another fire truck came roaring onto the property and drove right across the lawn before the firefighters on board leaped out, but they didn’t rush too much, simply stood around talking to another firefighter that had already been here.

“The insurance will cover it.” Matt came around to stand near me. He was frowning, so maybe he was worried it would be a big problem and just didn’t want to say as much. I had no idea.

“That isn’t the point. That jerk ruined my car and now this!” I gestured at the house.

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