Page 15 of The Club Princess

He smirks, walking to me and cradling my face in his hands. “You’re my sexy little mama.”

He kneels before me, kissing down the bump and rubbing his hands across it. His fingers hook into my panties, pulling them down my legs. I hold onto his shoulders as I step out of them. His hands glide up my thighs, squeezing my ass as he looks up at me before standing.

“Get on your hands and knees,” He commands, nodding at the bed. I skip to the mattress, already wet. I’m insatiable for him.

I climb on, presenting my pussy as he steps up behind me. His jeans are rough against my skin as he rocks me against his erection. “You have any idea how much I fuckinglivefor you?”

My breath catches, and warmth spreads in my chest. He unzips in his pants, and I feel the familiar stretch of his tip breaching my entrance as he slides into me.

“That kiss when you were sixteen. You took my soul with it.” he continues as he slowly thrusts. His hands drift from my hips to my belly. His fingers gently caress the taut skin, and my throat burns with emotion.

“And to know you’re having my baby. Seeing your belly swollen with my child… leaves me breathless.” He pushes into me harder, picking up his pace as he rubs my stomach.

“God, it turns me on. Just the thought that I filled you with my cum and you’re pregnant makes me so fucking hard I can barely walk.”

“Gage,” I moan, my fists clenching at the sheets as I rock back into him. “Please.”

He fucks me relentlessly; the sound of our skin slapping echoes in the room.

“Touch yourself,” he demands, “come on my cock, princess.”

I press my face into the mattress, leaning on my shoulder to reach back. A thrill runs through me at the thought that he doesn’t want to let go of my belly as he pummels me with his dick.

The fact he is so turned on by my pregnant body brings me closer to my impending orgasm. I barely have to rub a few circles before I clench down on him, screaming as my legs tremble from the force of it.

Gage moves faster, chasing his own release through mine. “Fuck, fuck. You feel so good.Every. Damn.Time.”

The last few words are each emphasized with a deep thrust ‘til I feel the heat of his cum flooding into me.

My pussy clenches, the greedy hussy dragging his seed deeper inside me. Even after getting knocked up immediately, Gage coming inside makes me throb. The way he fucks me is raw and animalistic, as if he can’t control himself.

He collapses on top of me, shifting to the side and pulling me into his chest. “I don’t think I’ll ever have enough of you.”

“I hope not,” I tease and tap his hand to let go of me. I climb over him and head to the bathroom. “Wanna shower with me?”

“Nah, I’ll grab one later.”

Rolling my eyes, I shower quickly, not wanting him to be alone for long. A bored Gage is a dangerous Gage; he’ll find something to occupy his time, and I need to get out of this house.

He’s resting on the bed, watching me with a smile as I slip on the tight dress. It’s light blue with small yellow daisies and shows off my small bump.

“You have me all day, princess. What do you want?”

I blush, knowing he’s hinting at another round, but my hand rubs at my belly. “I want to get some things for the little peanut.”

His eyebrows raise. “You don’t want to wait until we know what we’re having.”

“Nope, I’ll just get some neutral colors ‘til then,” I smile.

He groans. “Are you talking about clothes shopping?”

I laugh, moving to put on my boots. “Yes, and look around at some other stuff. Babies require a lot. I need to get an idea of what we need.”

“I think Dad said something about shit in storage.” Gage offers, and I try to withhold my grimace. I wasn’t against hand-me-downs, but it’s been over two decades since Gage was a baby. Who knows what that stuff looks like?

He must catch my look, and he leans over, grabbing my chin and kissing my lips.

“I think Dodge wanted to grab something out of there. Maybe some stuff can go missing.” He says with a wink and stands, grabbing both our jackets and helping me into mine.

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