Page 16 of Pregnant By the Good Guy

“Fucking hell that was delicious.” He smacks his lips. I am waiting for this tongue to touch my pussy but instead he growls. “Fuck this shit.” He flips us so I am over him. I love how he can move me around even though I feel like a blimp. “Damn baby. Your eyes are so dark. Do you need something?” I'm going to brain him.

“You, damn it.” Now I am getting mad. His thumb rubs my cheek, but his face is menacing. “Put me inside of you, Mari.” Straddling him, I hold his cock and center it below my pussy. Slowly I sink down because he is always bigger this way and it is harder for me to take him. Holding his shoulders, I struggle to let all of him inside of me. “Still so fucking tight baby. How long do you think it is going to take for me to break you in?” he asks, biting my neck as I moan his name, his cock stretching me, his hand on my stomach rubbing my belly.

“I don’t know,” I answer him. I try to move up and down. My pussy contracts around him. He runs his fingers through my folds and sucks it from his finger. “Royce, please.” Once again, I begin rocking and he smacks my ass.

“Hold still.” Lifting me, he kisses me right before he drops me back down and plunges into me at the same time. “Fuck Mari. Your cunt is so wet. You like this, don’t you baby? You like being my good girl and also my fuck toy, don’t you?” He doesn’t allow me to answer. Instead he starts at a punishing pace.

“Yes. I love you. I love everything about you. About us.” I throw my head back and he latches on to my neck, sucking that spot that always sets me off. He is hitting everything inside of me and it makes me juice more. I can feel more of it running down my legs. He grabs my waist so tight I know I am going to wear the bruises.Smack.The burn is too much and not enough.Smack.Smack.

“Shut the fuck up.”Smack.He hits me again and I can feel the heat from his hand, picturing how hard it is going to be to sit down. A reminder of how savage this man is. “This is what happens when you are not within my reach. This what you get when I can’t roll over and fuck you every damn day, So you take it.” His hand wraps around my neck and I gasp.

Everything around me is filled with him. My hands grip his shoulders in desperation and need builds to a fever pitch. “So hard. It's too much,” I whine, trying to slow down but he won’t be deterred. He continues battering into me and I am finally nearing my threshold, and I scream. His lips wrap around my always sensitive nipples, and it sends shivers up my spine.

His movements become more frantic, signaling the finale. I can’t breathe but I don’t need to “Fuck, good girl. That’s right. Wait for me. This goddamn pussy is a mess. It’s squeezing the shit out of my cock. Fucking greedy piece of gnash. Ah shit! Come, Mari. Scream for me one more time.”

“Royce!!” I shout as everything I was trying to hold off comes pouring out of me. My body is destroyed. But my heart is full and so is my mind. I love this man. He rubs up and down my back, whispering how good of a girl I am. How good I feel. Finally he lifts me off him making both of us gasp at the loss, but I feel his release falling out of me. It's the best feeling in the world.

Shoot. I think I am dead. I am pretty sure my pussy is now out of commission. My body is still shaking, and I am having trouble catching my breath. Royce on the other hand is layingwith his eyes closed like he didn’t just fuck me three ways from Sunday.

“Feel better?” I ask him, reaching to the table beside our bed for some water.

“Not even close. This shit has got to stop. I am going out of my mind not having you in our bed every day.” Trying to calm him, I lay my head on his chest.

“I know and it is okay because they think they found a place.” He looks at me in shock and I figure Jacob didn’t tell him yet. Jake really didn’t have a choice after the fight him and his father had a few days ago. It’s pretty messed up really. Not only has Jake's dad been an asshole, but Milas parents are the worst.

Last month, Mila’s parents tried to marry her off to some old criminal dude due to some debts her father owed. Once Mila realized it during dinner, she ran out in the middle of the cold, pregnant with no coat, purse, nothing but a phone and called Jake. Once he came and got her they went back to his parents place where they stay most days but on the days when his father is going to be home majority of the day, she sleeps at her parents place.

I didn’t know it at the time, but Jacob spoke with Royce and asked him to let me stay with her at her place when she is there because neither she nor him feel safe for her to be there alone. He is working on getting them an apartment. There is one that is opening up in our building. That would be great. To be honest though, I have been using that as an excuse to sort of run from the intensity of us. This man consumes not only my thoughts and dreams, but my time when are together. He is demanding both physically and mentally and at first I thought it was too much, but the longer I am away from him, the more I realize it is never enough.

“No shit. That was fast. I mean I get it. We both know if it was you…well shit I got us an apartment to keep you away fromyour mom’s house, but fuck.” He shouts into the room making my heart jump a few beats. “I don't know if I can continue this even for a few more days. Not having access to you whenever I want is fucking with my head, Mari.” Truthfully, I understand. I have gotten spoiled since we moved in together. He takes care of me. Treats me like something precious. Hell, he has already started decorating the second bedroom for the baby. I miss him every night.

“Do you want me to tell her I can’t come over anymore?” I would feel awful, especially with it only being a few days at best. She has become my best friend, but I would do it for him. It’s the least I can do.

“No,” he says, lifting me over him so I am straddling his lap. His fingers begin tugging at my nipples and my still unconscious pussy resuscitates. His mouth trails down my neck and back up. “I will take care of it. Right now what I want is for you to take my cock and slide your greedy pussy down on it. Again. You know how much I love to see your tits bounce and your belly between us.” She may be sore, but I do exactly what he says.

Crap. I roll over to a semi warm empty side of the bed and move the hair from my face. Looking at the clock, I see it is late afternoon which means he is probably at work. Normally I would be doing homework or studying but I finished all of my stuff and since graduation is less than two months away, there is barely anything else.

My stomach begins to growl, and I giggle rubbing my baby girl. “Mommy’s sorry baby girl. Your daddy wore me out. Come on. Let’s go eat something.” Grabbing my robe off the chair on my side, I slide my feet into myHappy Feetslippers he boughtme last week because I commented on how cute these Mumble slippers were after we saw the movie. See, he spoils me.

I walk into the kitchen thinking in my head the last time we went grocery shopping and what there could be to eat, and I stop right in my tracks at what is waiting for me on the counter. There are three plates, all with warming tops on them and a note.

Hey baby,

I hate that I had to leave without saying bye, but you were sleeping so peacefully I couldn’t wake you. Our daughter on the other hand had a fun time giving daddy a high five. I grabbed a few things from the corner store for you to eat to hold you over until I get off. I will bring home dinner from the restaurant, and we will go shopping tomorrow. Mom wanted me to remind you that you are going to the house today to work on the baby shower. Enjoy your pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Take your vitamins and don’t forget your phone.

I love you baby.

You too, baby girl.

Love, Husband/Daddy.

This man is too much. I totally forgot about the baby shower day with his mom. With that in my mind, I eat my food and text with Mila while she tells me about her day and how she woke up today and suddenly she is huge. She is freaking out that she grew overnight. I can’t help laughing because I know exactly how she feels. One day I was able to ignore that I was pregnant and then the next day this little girl was making herself known.

Mila is having a panic attack though because she doesn’t want her parents to know until she has moved out. I wish I could do something for her. She has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I was thinking of asking her if she wanted to go prom dressshopping. I have been putting it off because I am not sure I want to go.

Dressed and feeling sort of light today, I called for a taxi to Royce’s parent’s house. He doesn’t like for me to drive in my state. Says cars are dangerous enough. He is the protective type. I love that about him. He makes me feel safe and important.

The ride to his parent’s house is 41 minutes but it always feels quick. Maybe it is due to me always having things on my mind that time flies. While in the back seat, I text Mila.

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