Page 55 of Ruthless Obsession
My teeth clamp down on the side of her neck. “You don’t need them anymore,” I mutter.
“Mavis, that sounds crazy. You don’t want a baby. So wear one.”
I push into her and she tenses. “Relax, Sophie.”
My lips suck on hers again as I push in another inch.”
“Mavis, I can’t. It hurts. And your ignoring what I said,” she pants.
Her tight pussy squeezes the shit out of my dick. “When I said you’re mine I meant that shit. If you get pregnant with my baby you’ll make me a happy man. So I’m going to fill your womb with my seed and hope that soon you’ll be barefoot and pregnant with our child.”
Her eyes widen at my truth as I ram into her with one swift thrust. Sophie fingernails dig into my shoulders as she screams at the top of her lungs.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” I shout fully seated inside her.
Her panicked gaze holds mine.
“I got you sweetheart. I promise it will feel good,” I say as I pick up my pace and rock back and forth inside her tight ass pussy.
Sophie’s face relaxes as she enjoys the ride. Her head falls back on the pillows as her body arches. “Fuck, Mavis. It feels so good.”
Now it’s time I teach my woman what I like and learn what she likes too.
I flip her on all fours. “It’s time you throw that pussy back on my dick.” My fingers fist her hair, and I tug her back as I plunge into her. I quicken my pace. The faster I thrust the louder our skin sounds slapping together.
“Yeah, this good pussy is all mine.” I bring my free hand down on her ass cheek.
The whack hangs in the air.
“Ah, fuck,” she cries out.
Releasing her hair, I grab her titts and pound into her deeper. My balls slaps her pussy.
“Oh, shit, Mavis,” I’m coming,” she yells as her head drops back, and her body convulses.
Sophie squirts all over my dick and the sheets.
Pulling out briefly, I lay on my back and pull her on top of me. “Ride me.”
She straddles me and sinks down on my cock.
I grip her hips slamming her pussy up and down my dick.
“Mavis,” she purrs.
I sit up and suck each of her pebbled nipples while I watch her body bounce up and down. Her arms rest loosely on my shoulders.
I'm not the kind of man who craves skin-to-skin contact—never have been. But from the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I wanted that with her.
“Mavis, I’m coming,” she breathes.
CHAPTER EIGHT
SOPHIE
The man wants me to have his babies. I can’t believe it. These mind-blowing orgasms are fucking with my head because I want everything with him. The way he watches me with lust filled eyes as I bounce up and down on his bare dick feels me with pride. He only wants this with me.
“You’re mine, Mavis,” I utter.
