Page 56 of Demon Boss' Baby Load

Duke took pity on him and pulled out. He helped Nat remove his shoes and pants. Then he fitted his tip back inside, scooped Nat up with his strong arms, and let gravity drag Nat down his cock.

Nat moaned all the way down, his precum shooting all over the carpet. Duke made him feel so full; sparks of pleasure exploded along his nerves.

“You wrap around me so well,” Duke groaned, bobbing Nat up and down his length.

Nat whimpered. “Like a condom?”

“What?”

“I fit you like a condom fits around your cock,” Nat said. “Except I don’t work like a condom. Well, I do. You come inside me and I hold your cum. Just that you can’t throw me away.”

They were back in front of the mirror. Duke met Nat’s eyes through the reflective surface. And he buried his face against Nat’s nape, his shoulders shaking. “Fuck.”

“Why are you laughing during sex?” Nat cried indignantly.

“Youmake me laugh.” Duke snorted, his chest quivering against Nat’s back. “Fuck, no one’s made me laugh during sex before.”

“That’s a bad thing, right?”

“No.” Duke kissed his neck. “It means I want to keep you.”

“I ruin the mood!”

“No, that wasn’t ruining the mood.” Duke grinned at him through the mirror. Then he licked a wet stripe up Nat’s throat, his big, wet tongue flicking under Nat’s jaw. Nat shivered. “Here, what about this?”

He began jerking Nat up and down, driving deep into Nat’s body. Nat clutched at him, his aching cock leaking everywhere again.

Duke leaned Nat against his chest. And he gripped Nat’s thighs, spreading him in front of the mirror, so Nat was completely exposed between his legs, open to Duke’s gaze.

“Oh, gods,” Nat panted.

“Beautiful,” Duke growled, lifting Nat higher.

They were such a strange pair, Duke fully clothed save for his cock, and Nat with the fancy suit only on the upper half of his body.

Duke raked his gaze hungrily between Nat’s legs. He lifted Nat to show him just how much cock he’d taken. Then he let Nat sink back down, rolling his hips in a sinful thrust.

Nat squirted clear fluid all over the mirror, thrashing in horror. “I didn’t mean to dirty your mirror!”

“Mmm. Yeah, come all over it. I’ll have someone clean it later.”

“But then they’ll know what we did!” A hot blush stained Nat’s cheeks.

Duke grinned. “What, will someone fire me?”

Nat groaned.

Duke lifted Nat and let him sink back down. He did this several times, until Nat shook in his arms, dripping everywhere and desperate to come.

“Please, please,” Nat begged brokenly, his balls writhing.

“Please what?” Duke whispered in his ear.

“Please let me come,” Nat whined.

Duke pushed Nat up against the mirror, stretching Nat’s hole wide open with his cock. He pounded Nat loose, each thrust grinding against Nat’s prostate so sinfully that Nat shot more precum onto the mirror, his cock sliding through the mess he had made.

“Think you’ll conceive like that?” Duke growled, slamming his cock in. “I want to breed you like this. Fill you full of cum, until I can’t put any more into your womb.”

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