Page 90 of Stepson

I slowly continue to thrust in and out of her, focusing on every inch of my cock being swallowed by her tightness. My fingers pinch and tease her nipple, only making her pussy walls somehow tighter.

“Fucking hell, baby,” I rasp against her shoulder before I nip her skin.

“Ugh. Gabe.” Her words are labored, and I know I can get her to scream if I fuck her just right. I want the entire neighborhood to know who she belongs to.

I hook my other arm beneath her knee, lifting her leg as I thrust faster and then harder, hitting that deep spot that makes her quiver. The sound of her wet pussy and my thrusting cock fill the apartment, and I have to slow down before I cum too early.

Letting go of her leg as it comes back down only causes her pussy to tighten even more, making my fingers dig into her hip as I thrust harder and faster. And then I stop when my toes curl and nearly push me over the edge.

Her hips take over as she moves effortlessly on my cock, stroking me with her pussy. My eyes drop between us as I watch her pink pussy take all of my length in, soaking me to the base.

She takes complete control as I stay still, letting her take all of me in and out as she rocks against me. Reaching behind her, she grabs her ass cheek and spreads it wider for me as my cock really buries deep inside her cunt.

“Goddamn, baby, keep working it like that,” I groan.

At my words, her movements pick up the pace, stroking my cock harder and faster before my balls tighten.

“Ah, shit,” I moan out as my cock pumps out its release one pulsing burst at a time.

Her deep moan echoes through the apartment as her pussy grips me even tighter, and I know she’s cumming with me.

After several seconds, I slowly pull out of her and roll to my back as I grin. My eyes are like led as I rest my arm across my face and blow out a breath.

"Damn, Bentley. It feels like the first time with you every time. I'm addicted to you, baby."

She giggles as I feel the bed dip and her presence completely leaves our space. I peek at her beneath my arm and watch her bare ass perfectly bob with each step she takes.

"Where do you think you're going?" I tease while I sit up, leaning on my arm to watch her more clearly.

"To shower," she replies as she smirks at me over her shoulder.

I’ll never grow tired of this sight, and to know I’ll get to see her every single morning for the rest of my life makes me grin like an idiot.

"Hurry back."

She saunters into the bathroom, leaving the door open as I hear the shower turn on. I can't stop grinning as I roll over and grab my phone from the night stand. Damn it, it’s dead. Where is the damn charger?

My eyes move through the still messy apartment for the cord when my eyes land on her purse. She kept the charger in there during our little adventures between hotel rooms, and I know I'll probably find it there still. At least one of us has our shit together.

I climb out of bed, pulling my briefs back up before I put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt as I make my way over to her purse. The first thing I see is the charger cord, and I smile. I pull it out before I go to the nearest plug-in but her purse topples over and crashes to the floor just as I plug my phone in.

"Damn it," I curse beneath my breath as I walk over to pick up the mess.

But as I start to pick everything up, my eyes land on a familiar white stick and all the blood drains from my face. Please God, don't let that be what I think it is.

"Fuck."

I turn it over and see the two pink lines as bright as they can get. Bentley’s fucking pregnant?!

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!" I shout as I pick the stick up and stare at it in my hands.

This can't be fucking happening right now. Why didn't she say anything to me? Then memories of her strange question from the Jeep pop into my head. Did she know she was pregnant back then? Is that why she asked me if I wanted kids? What did I say to her?

I told her that I didn't want kids, and that was the truth. Having a child scares the fuck out of me.

"Babe?"

Bentley’s voice fills the apartment when I realize I didn't hear the shower shut off. I turn to her as her gaze immediately drops to the stick in my hand.

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