Page 39 of Her Supermodel Stalker
I take a deep breath to gain a steady voice. “Oh, Devin... You’re making me so happy. Am I dreaming?”
Smiling, he reaches a hand to pinch my cheek playfully. “No, you’re not, sweetheart.”
I hold his hand and smile. “Yes, Devin. I will marry you!”
Devin
“Good night, sweetie,” I say to Jimmy as I tuck him in bed.
“Good night, Daddy!” he says with a yawn.
My heart melts at the sound of that. It’s not the first time he calls me that. He’s been saying it over and over, whenever he got a chance after I proposed to his mom in the afternoon.
The child’s love and trust mean the world to me. I stay at his bedside until he closes his eyes with a content smile before I get out of his bedroom.
“The moon is beautiful,” Lexi says while drawing the blinds in our bedroom as we’re getting ready to bed. “Don’t you want to sit outside for a moment before bed?”
“Sure,” I say, although what I really want is to get in her warm pussy already.
“Great. You go first. I’ll grab some wine.”
I step into the yard and move the chaise lounges closer to each other, and then I lie down on one of them, locking my hands under my head to admire the moon. It is beautiful, nearly full but not quite, needing just a little stroke to complete the perfect roundness.
Lexi comes out shortly, holding a glass of wine. She sips the wine while gazing at me with shimmering eyes. “This is my favorite pose of yours.”
“What?” I blink.
“You lying down, pillowing your head on your arms, and gazing at me with come-to-bed eyes,” she says, her hand skating over my abs. “You don’t know how wet I got just by looking at you.”
Holy fuck. My cock hardens in an instant, and I suck in a breath. “Do I still have the effect on you?”
She smirks but doesn’t answer. Instead, she hands me the wineglass. “I’m thinking about creating a new line of white wines, with herbal flavors, mint, rosemary, lemon verbena… what do you think?”
Unbelievable. How could she tease me like that? Getting me hard and leave me hanging? Fine. Two can play that game. Taking the wineglass in one hand, I take a sip. And then I cup my hardness with my other hand over my pajama pants and stroke it. “Sounds good. You’re a winemaker now, honey. You can do whatever you want.”
She gasps and stares at my hand, watching me as I move my hand up and down. Her eyes turn darker with each stroke, and she bites her bottom lip. Under the thin fabric of her nightgown, I see her hardened nipples poking through. I grunt. Shit. I’m not gonna last long, and I want to feel her. I push the waistband down and free my cock, smirking when I heard her whimper.
“You’re such a bad boy,” she chides. Coming toward me, she hitches up her gown to show me her bare, glistening feminine center before straddling my lap.
Christ. I nearly come when her warm, wet skin touches my swelling cock. She’s so slippery she couldn’t sit still but slips down along my shaft.
“Fuck, Lexi, I’m gonna come,” I grunt and put the wineglass down on the floor.
“Already?” She giggles and continues to grind on me, spreading her juice all over me. “See your effect on me?”
Jesus. I lift her up by the waist and slip my hardness into her dripping hole, and then I plunge into her deep. Lexi moans while lifting and sinking her hips. She rides me like a pro, rotating her hips, so my crown gyrates against her sensitive spot. Her perky, round tits bounce as she moves, begging to be touched. I cup both of them and mold them greedily, squeezing her hard points to make her squeal.
“I’m close, Devin,” she says between moans.
I grip her hips and pull her to me as I ram my dick into her deep and fast, clenching my jaw as the pressure inside me finally explodes, sending my seed into her womb.
Lexi lies limply on top of me, purring with satisfaction. I don’t move, my half-mast cock enjoying her soft, gripping walls.
“Lexi, sweetheart,” I say, stroking her hair.
“Yes?”
“I think it’s time you stop taking the pills and get pregnant, now that you’ve finished school.”
