Page 11 of Pregnant By the Good Guy

God his mouth is everything. My body moves of its volition, demanding the friction it needs to finish. I don’t know if the amount of wetness I am making is normal, but it pleases him, so I won’t worry about it. “Royce please. Right there.” I cry out, gripping his hair.

“Take what you need, my good girl. Take and give me your cream in return. Come baby because as soon as you are done you are going to become my rut hole.”

“Yes Royce. Oh shit,” is the last thing I shout before my body floats into the air. I can feel myself moving above my body. While I am still floating coming down, he moves me to the middle of the bed.

I get a second to really look at him and marvel at how gorgeous he is. He is the sexiest masterpiece I have ever seen. “That's right, baby look all you like. Look and get used to it. This is all yours”.

Moving closer to me, he leans on his hands and knees and crawls over me, pushing my thighs open for him. “Grab your knees and pull them back to your ears. I need to be inside of you now. Deep. I need to feel your cunt swallowing me, so I can watch me drip out of you.”

Filled with lust, I grab my knees as commanded. I feel brave. With my finger, I slide it through my slickness and hold it out for him to taste. “Fuck,” he growls. I move my hand to do it again, but he practically falls on me. “NO! MINE! You don’t touch my new toy. I hated sharing as a child. Now you’ve fucked up.” He impales himself inside of me and even though I am not a virgin, the pain is piercing he is so deep, but I want to feel all of him.

“Oh shit!!!” I cry, not aware that tears are leaking from my eyes..

“Shhh. It's okay. Just let me in sweet girl. Just let me in.” As he says it his hands touch my belly and rub it. “Jesus, you feel so good. I don’t know if I can hold on. Fuck. Never felt anythingso good.” I squeeze him and moan when it swells. “What the fuck. Don't do that. I'm barely holding on,” he grunts into my shoulder.

“It’s alright, Royce. Take it.”

“Say it again, baby. Tell me I can have you.”

“It’s all yours.” It’s true. I have belonged to him longer than I realized.

Over and over, his mouth seeks mine. There is not a part of my body right now not touching his. I meet his thrusts entranced by the feeling of us together with our baby between us.

“Look at you. So greedy and beautiful. Bountiful and sweet. Fucking hungry pussy is making me lose control. I can’t hold on baby. Your baby cave is too tight and wet. My cock can’t stop.”

“It’s ok, Royce. I don’t need you to stop. I need you to finish. I can take it. Give it to me.” I am meeting his thrusts in a frenzy. His mouth is still sucking and biting at my lips. He lifts his head and looks at me, his eyes staring into mine. I see the love and possessiveness in them.

“I fucking love you, Mari. You and our baby are my life now.” Tears fall from the side of my eyes, and he picks them up.

“I love you too.” I see the emotion in his eyes and then it is clouded by his need for me.

He leans back and pushes into me like his life depends on it. I dig my nails into his skin and cry out. His finger finds my already swollen clit and pinches it, then nothing. I don’t see or hear anything until he curses and shouts into the room burying his head in my neck.

“Motherfucker that's it. That’s good shit.” Then I feel his hot seed fill me up before he drops to the side of me and pulls me into his arms. “I love you. I love you,” he whispers over and over. I hope he still does when he finds out my plan hasn’t changed.

I have been awake for a few hours, my mind a bin mixed with so many different thoughts and emotions. I have no idea what to do. I made the decision to give this baby up because I knew I would be raising it alone if I didn’t, but now with Royce all over me, inside of me, telling me he was looking for me, that he missed me, that he is never letting me go, I find myself allowing the idea that maybe I could keep this baby that has been growing inside of me.

“What are you thinking about?” he asks in my ear. Rolling over, he pulls me into his arms and kisses me before moving my hair out of my face.

“I don’t know what to do,” I tell him honestly.

“That’s easy. You are going to go get your shit and you and our child are moving in with me.” He’s joking right? I mean he has to be playing with me. Never mind the fact that we barely know one another, but he lives with his parents. “You thought I was playing last night when I told said you belong to me? Did you think I was making it up when I said I marked you and claimed you? My cock didn’t convince you that I was serious as fuck?” Oh shoot. I need to be protesting his command, but he is moving his hips back and forth against my clit and I am momentarily blind with lust. “Just feel baby. Feel what we are going to have every night.” I move my hips chasing his cock wanting to feel him fill me up once more, but he just rubs against my clit until I scream his name once again.

“Crap Royce,” I reprimand him, trying to catch my breath. “I can’t think when you do that.” I tell him coming down from another orgasm. I can still feel his wetness on my pussy, and it is taking everything in me not to wiggle against him for more.

“Then stop fucking thinking,” he says, biting my neck. At the same time he slides into me slowly, barely moving.

“Oh God,” I cry out when his bite and movement hits me just right. “Please,” I beg him, squeezing him with my pussy. I want to pull him down more but his weight on me might not be good for the baby.

“Fuck. My good girl is bad when filled with this beast, huh.” Holy moly his mouth.

“Royce. Seriously. What about your parents?” I try to get back on track, but his hands grip my knees, and he spreads them wider. “So hard,” I shout at him, rolling my head back and forth. My hands dig into his ass pulling him further into me. His cock is so thick and long there isn’t part of me that is not being touched.

“Fuck baby. I only had this pussy one time before it was taken from me, and I was obsessed. What do you think is going to happen now that I can get it when I want it? Huh. Do you really think I won’t be in it every minute of every fucking day?” He licks my nipple and sucks it into his mouth. Every inch of me is sensitive right now. I’m sticky, warm, covered in love bites, and stuffed full of him and I want it to not stop. He has me so riled up from all of the orgasms, that I buck against him chasing his cum like an anecdote to a fever. “Shit Mari, slow down.”

“Can’t slow down, it’s so good.”Smack.

“Don’t hurt my kid being greedy.” Oh crap. All that smack did was go straight to my clit and make me more desperate. “Fuck, your pussy just did some sort of contortion shit when I spanked you. Hell yeah we are going to explore that but right now, I need you to come because I can’t hold on.” He face is pinched like he is concentrating on holding it together and that alone helps me finish. I am the one making him lose control. That is potent information for my self-esteem and how sexy I feel.

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