Page 46 of Surprise Pregnancy for Villain

ChapterNineteen

Ezio

I wake up to find that her side of the bed is cold. It’s late in the morning, and I still haven’t gotten enough sleep, but I don’t feel tired at all. In fact, my body feels like I’ve been overdosed on an energy drug. I feel alive. Blissful.

And with absolutely no regrets.

The consequences of our actions last night, whatever they are, don’t scare me. I’ll find a way out of this mess, and I’ll do everything in my power to ensure that we both emerge unscathed.

Glancing at the exit, I notice the open living room door, and I panic for a second, thinking that Nicki might have escaped again. The sudden clanging of pots and pans coming from the kitchen soon puts me at ease. I get out of bed and put on my boxers, trying to ease down my morning wood as I go out. However, the sight of Nicki makes that impossible. She’s cooking French toast, and she’s wearing my shirt from the night before. I can see the curves of her hips as well as her ass, and it doesn’t take too long for me to notice that she’s not wearing any panties underneath. Whether this was deliberate or not, I’m liking it.

“You’re up,” Nicki greets me, her eyes dropping below my waist. She smirks. “And I can see you’re already hungry. Just give me a minute, I’ll finish toasting the bread.”

Just as she rests the last two pieces of toast on the plate, I grab her waist and prop her against the kitchen counter. Nicki gasps with surprise, though she rocks her ass against my hard crotch and mutters, “Aren’t we going to eat breakfast first?”

“Iamhaving breakfast.”

I pull down my boxers, the tip of my cock grazing her wet entrance. Nicki moans as I push my entire length until I reach her deepest core. I place my hands on her shoulders and pin her down on the counter while I use my feet to spread her legs apart. I build a steady rhythm, her ass smacking against my torso. Small and sweet whimpers escape from Nicki’s mouth as I pound her slick pussy, letting her know with every deep, hard stroke that she belongs to me.

Nicki’s moans grow louder, her pussy tightening around me. She’s coming. I grab a fistful of hair and pull her upper body toward me. She groans as her body curves into a sexy arch. She grips the counter to support herself against the force I’m thrusting upon her. I hit her cervix, and she gasps, her grip tightening on the counter.

“Oh God.”

I sink deeper, my hot breath bathing her ear. A tingling sensation builds up in my balls. Her pussy puts my cock in a chokehold as she screams and erupts in a series of tremors, her entire body pulsating as I fall apart with her.

I pull my cock out just in time and spill out the hot cum all over her butt cheeks. She lies on her stomach, riding out the last waves of her orgasm in some kind of ecstatic limbo. When we catch up with our breaths, she reaches for the paper towels and helps me clean up our little mess in the kitchen. We wash ourselves on the sink and then turn our attention to the French toast that had gone cold.

I didn’t care, and it still tastes great. We take two stools and sit by the counter, facing each other, as we dig into breakfast. Nicki smiles at me as she happily munches on the piece of toast. Her hair is all messed up in waves around her shoulders. It kind of reminds me of hairstyles from the eighties. She’s still wearing my shirt and the beads of sweat that have formed on her chest are now soaking the fabric and exposing her perked up nipples.

Beautiful.

After we finish our breakfast, we gulp down two bottles of juice, and Nicki stacks the dishes on the sink. To my surprise, she grabs my arm and pulls me towards her bedroom.

What on earth is she doing?

“It’s time for dessert,” she gives me a sly smile. My cock hardens again at her remark.

“Mhmm. Someone’s already turning into a little nympho, aren’t they?” I tease.

We stumble into the bedroom, and she pushes me onto the bed.

Every inch of her body is mine. Only mine.

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Nicki straddles me with her thick thighs, her dripping pussy already soaking the front of my boxers. She towers above me, her small but perky breasts hanging above me.

She plays with my cock in her hand, teasing it near the entrance of her pussy.

“Ride me, Nicki,” I command. “Ride me like your life depends on it.”

She moans as I impale her. With my arms resting above my head, I let her take control. At least, for the moment. It’s hard to remain controlled when she’s already losing herself, bouncing on my cock, softly panting, with beads of sweat running down her creamy skin.

Oh, that ecstasy on her face…

I’ve never been in need of an ego boost, but watching her fuck me like this, hearing her moan like that, knowing that I’m triggering those responses puffs up my pride. I’ll never get enough of seeing her so wanton. Hell, I’ll never get enough of her, period.

I grab her waist and drill into her greedy pussy. Sure enough, it hugs my cock, milking me, making me swell inside her. The mattress squeaks noisily as the frame of the bed bounces against the wall. I spank Nicki mercilessly as she climaxes with a scream that I’m sure the neighbors heard.

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