Page 27 of Baby Contract

“God, I hope so.”

“You’re so wasteful,” she accuses, but she folds my five thousand dollar wool suit coat into a tidy rectangle and places it under her knees.

It gives me time to recover a small thread of self-control so that I can enjoy her unzipping my fly. My cock bobs out, nearly slapping her across the face. She laughs. “God, it’s such an undisciplined monster.”

“It’s not undisciplined. He’ll do anything you want. Trust me.”

Her mouth is so close to my hard-on I can feel the heat of her breath. My cock strains toward her. She places a hand underneath, positioning my cock on it like her palm is a platter and my dick is the meal she’s about to taste.

She licks the tip. I groan.

She stops. “Are you okay?”

“No. Probably going to die soon, so please put me in your mouth so I can die with a smile on my face.”

Another small laugh escapes her. “I’d like you to live through this.”

“Let’s test it.”

This time, she encircles me with her mouth. Not much can fit inside her heated cavern, but it’s enough to roll my eyes into the back of my head. “Use your hand, sweetheart. You don’t need to take it all in.”

I close her fingers around the shaft and slowly pump our fists along my member. She picks up the rhythm quickly, so I move my hand into her hair, holding it out of the way as she shuttles the tip of my cock in between her lips. “Fuuuuuck. That feels so good, sweetheart.”

And then it’s too good. I pull out abruptly.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” She runs a finger under her upper teeth. “I was trying to be careful.”

“You were, sweetheart, but I want to be inside you. I want to come inside you.” I rid myself of my pants and boxers, which were wrapped around my knees, and pick up the wooden shower bench, placing it under the stream of hot water. A quick look at my camera tells me that Violet’s still asleep. I tug Addison inside the shower and close the door.

Under the hot spray of water, I lather her body, making contact with every nook and cranny. “We should seriously consider taking showers together every day,” I say as I spread her ass cheeks apart. Her fingernails curl into my biceps when my thumb rubs tiny circles around that puckered, forbidden hole. I dip inside, and she shakes.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I whisper into her ear.

“Frighteningly so,” she replies with a half sigh, half moan. She softens, and my thumb slips even deeper.

“Next time, I’ll put a little plug here and then take your cunt at the same time.” I lower myself onto the stool and spread her legs on either side of my hips. “But right now, it’s time for you to ride me.”

I remove my thumb and open her sex with two fingers. She’s still so tight, so tiny here. I could rip her in half if I’m not careful. But the water and the slippery suds help to ease my cock inside her. Her eyes are like two whirlpools, swirling with need. I capture her mouth, kissing her until we’re both dizzy.

“You ready?” I ask.

“You really have no business being this big.”

“I can’t help it. You should try being less sexy.”

“I can’t help it,” she repeats with sass.

I throw back my head and laugh. Fuck. My life is so good. She’s so good.

Chapter Eighteen

ADDISON

Carr’s laughter vibrates through my body. This is what love should be. It can be both dirty and sweet, filled with closeness and laughter. He really is everything I could have dreamed up and so much more.

I let myself sink farther down onto Carr’s cock, taking him fully inside of me. A small gasp leaves me, my nails digging into his shoulders. My body wants every inch of him, but I wasn’t teasing when I said he has a big cock.

The laughter dies on Carr’s lips, his hands gripping my hips. “Shit, are you okay?” Concern is all over his handsome face, but so is desire. I love the way he looks at me. It makes me feel so sexy.

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