Page 261 of Wrong Pucking Player

It doesn’t take long for me to cum, my whimpering screams only encouraging him to go again and again, until I’m so fucking wet, yet so fucking wired, I can barely think straight.

“Armani,” I groan. “If you make me orgasm with that forbidden mouth of yours again, I’ll find a way to pin you down and ride you.”

The way he chuckles has his hot breath tickling the folds of my quivering pussy.

“My Kitten isn’t so sweet when she doesn’t get what she wants,” he teases and flicks at my clit, which makes me whimper. “Okay, okay. I’ll be nice tonight.”

He makes his way back up, kissing me along the way but pauses at my abs as he takes his time kissing my stomach.

“I’m going to assume you have birth control.”

“Yeah,” I mutter. “In my arm.”

“Does it have a tracker in it?”

“Why… actually no. I won’t even ask why.”

He laughs before kissing the spot just above my belly button.

“Could be arranged.”

“Why would you want to track me?”

“More like, I’d want to make sure I’m the first one to get it out of you so I can fill you up.”

I’m shocked.

“You want me to carry your babies?”

The way he smirks hauntingly back at me has my whole face crimson.

“You have a breeding kink, don’t you Armani?”

“Don’t know,” he concludes, not denying it but not confirming it. “I’d make sure you have a ring on your finger first.”

Now I’m stuttering on my words.

“Y-You’d… marry me?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” He counters as he keeps kissing me upward until he’s hovering above me. His cock slowly rubs against my folds, making it hard to concentrate as I shiver at the feel of his piercing gliding along my wet entrance.

“I… I don’t know. It’s not like I’ve met your family… and you don’t know mine.”

“Oliver invited you to our family dinner the first time he met you,” he reveals to my surprise.

“What?”

“He asked me to bring you to a family dinner,” he admits. “It’s coming up… probably after the semi-finals. Was supposed to be earlier, but things delayed it.”

He stares into my eyes, noticing their genuine shock.

“You thought you’d never meet my family?”

“I… I don’t know.”

“You’re important to me, Andrews,” he whispers and lays his lips lightly on mine. “Oliver noticed that, which is why he made an opening for me. All he was waiting for was my desire to take this to the next level. I just needed the push and to realize what I really wanted.”

“Oscar.”

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