Page 29 of Wizard

I understood the mechanics involved with the position I wanted to try, but any nervousness I felt over trying something new paled in comparison to the excitement I felt over turning him on.

Leaning forward, Baylor placed his arms on either side of my hips as he slowly inched his cock between my lips. He didn’t move fast, letting me take the lead as I sucked in the head, using my hand to stroke his shaft so that I didn’t end up with too much in my mouth all at once. Just like the blow job scene I wrote.

“Yes, baby. You’re such a good girl when you suck me just like that,” he praised as his hands went to my leggings, pushing them down along with my panties until his fingers slid inside my wet center.

I got even more turned on that he’d taken my hint and was playing with me while I sucked his dick. I moaned around his shaft, my tongue licking the underside.

“You’re enjoying this as much as me, aren’t you?” he asked, thrusting his fingers in and out of me in rhythm with the movement of his hips as he fucked my mouth.

He was too deep for me to answer, to the point where I was almost gagging on his dick as it hit the back of my throat.

Then he pressed his thumb to my clit, and I moaned, bucking to meet his fingers.

“That’s it, baby, come all over my hand. Show me that you’re mine with my dick in your mouth and my fingers in your tight pussy.”

As if his words pulled the orgasm from me, my legs tightened around him, my whole body shaking as I came harder than I ever had before.

“Fuck yeah,” he growled, leaning forward so his face was between my legs. Then he spread my legs so he could lick up every bit of my arousal dripping down my inner thighs.

I felt an aftershock with each swipe of his tongue, but that didn’t stop me from swirling mine around the tip of his dick while it was still in my face. Too soon, he picked me up and flipped me around so that he was lined up with my entrance.

Wrapping my legs around his hips, he rasped, “Your mouth felt too damn good. If you keep going at my cock like that, I’m going to come, and that’s reserved for your pretty little pussy.”

We still hadn’t had the actual conversation about continued lack of birth control, but I figured we both knew the risks we were taking. And judging by some of the stuff that he said about knocking me up when he was deep inside me, Baylor wasn’t scared about possibly getting me pregnant. More likely, he was excited about it maybe happening. And so was I.

At some point, we’d have to talk about it—preferably before I was already pregnant. But not when he was about to sink his perfect dick inside me.

Then he filled me to the hilt with one powerful thrust, giving me exactly what I needed, and all of my thoughts scattered.

“This tight little pussy is mine and only mine. Isn’t it, baby?”

“Yes,” I gasped as he swiveled his hips, hitting a spot that I felt deep in my womb.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

“I’m yours.”

“Mine,” he grunted, slamming into me. Hard.

It felt so good, and I was already close to another orgasm. My eyes drifted shut, but Baylor wasn’t having it. “Eyes on me,” he demanded. “And tell me again who this pussy belongs to while you fly apart for me. Let me see those gorgeous eyes of yours get all hazy while I make this pussy come for me, like it was made to do.”

“I’m yours,” I panted.

“Louder, baby. Tell me what else is mine.” The pace of his thrusts sped up, and he slid his hand between us, circling my aching clit with his thumb as he pounded into me.

“My pussy is yours. All yours.”

“Damn straight, it is. Now come for me. I want to feel you around my cock as I fill you. Everyone will finally know you’re mine when you’re carrying my baby in your rounded belly.”

He proved yet again that I had a hidden breeding kink because his words sent me flying over the edge. I came hard, my toes curling and my entire body shuddering underneath him. After a few more pumps of his hips, I felt the warm splash of his come against my inner walls. Then his body collapsed on mine, although he was careful not to give me too much of his weight.

Rolling onto his side, he laid his head in the crook of my neck and peppered kisses there. I could barely move, my head lolling against the sheets.

We stayed connected for a few more moments before Baylor slipped out of me, and I whimpered, already missing the feeling of him.

“I love how much you hate to lose me after sex.”

“Because your dick is mine, just like my pussy is yours,” I rationalized with a grin.

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