Page 15 of Mail Order Bride for the Scrooge

“Don’t have condoms,” I grunt, “didn’t need them.” A wicked smile full of victory curls her lips. I know I’m barely making sense as I tug and push her lace panties down her legs until she kicks them away. “Don’t want anything between us anyway. Nothing between us ever. Want to fill you with my cum. Need it,” I growl the words, a primal sound coming from deep in my chest.

As I settle over Lake, she wraps her legs around my hips and her arms around my shoulders. Her touch electrifies me, and I snarl, our lips almost touching. I watch as her eyes dilate.

She whispers, “I’m on the pill, Gannon.”

I narrow my eyes, my muscles bunching at the thought of some fucking pill stopping me from getting my woman pregnant. She’ll look so fucking good round with my child. And then she definitely wouldn’t leave me.

I don’t know if I’ll be a good dad, I never really thought about kids before, but I know that I can do anything with Lake at my side.

“I’ll find them later and flush them,” I threaten.

If I said that to almost anyone else, they would be shoving at my chest and telling me to go fuck myself. Not my woman. Nope.

My cock throbs as her nails dig into my back, and she pulls me even closer. She doesn’t say anything, but the little begging breaths leaving her lips are enough of a dare for me. If she thinks I won’t follow through, she’s going to find out she’s very wrong.

I’ve had the last few days to fantasize about a lot of things, but one thing I could never shake was knocking my woman up. Maybe it’s a primal need, but it sure as fuck is one that I’ve never experienced in my life before.

I have a feeling it’s because of her. All because of her.

I put just enough distance between us, as I balance on my forearm next to her head, to grip the base of my cock and slide the head up and down her slit. “Fucking soaked for me. You like the idea of me filling you with my cum and you carrying my baby,” I snarl.

“Gannon,” my name is a plea on her lips. “Need you inside me.”

Her back arches when I tap the crown of my dick against her clit. Her breasts pillow against my chest and I can feel her hard nipples begging for my mouth.

Soon. Really fucking soon.

“I’ll take care of you,” my voice is thick and from the way some of the lust clears from her eyes, she knows I’m not just talking about fucking her. I’m talking about everything. I’ll always take care of her.

As much as I want to fill her hard and fast, I take a deep breath and clench my jaw as I slide inside my woman slowly. “So fucking tight. Wet,” I grunt, “needy pussy.”

Her eyes widen and slam shut as I fill her completely and rotate my hips to give her clit the friction she needs. “Holy shit,” she whines, her neck arched, and her hair fanned out around her like a fucking halo, “feels so good.”

“Eyes on me,” I command, and I’m met with her beautiful brown orbs again.

I start to move above her, pulling back and then thrusting forward. Every time I sink inside of her feels better than the last. She’s wrapped around me as I fuck her, the needy, heat-filled sounds she makes has me moving faster and harder without even realizing it. I want more of those fucking sounds.

I kiss her hard before I lick and nip down her neck and chest. I stare at the way her breasts jiggle with every movement of my hips, momentarily mesmerized until she begs, “Please, need your mouth on my tits.”

I growl and then dive between her round breasts, kissing right in the middle before I shift and suck one of her nipples into my mouth. Her body fucking electrifies, and it makes me feel like a god among men. I piston my hips, the sound of our bodies slapping together drowning out how loud my heart is hammering inside my chest.

When I give her other nipple the same attention and then bite down, she gasps, “Gonna come.”

“That’s right, my little present. Cover my cock in your juices and use your body to beg for my seed.”

“Fuck,” the word is one long, drawn out moan coming from her mouth.

Her pussy walls tighten around my shaft and before I can stop it, she pulls my fucking cum right out of my damn balls, everything in my body tingling as I come harder than I ever have in my damn life. It feels like our orgasms go on forever and I’m barely able to breathe as we shake in each other’s arms.

I look down at my woman in wonder.

I grunt, “What the fuck was that?”

“I have no idea,” she pants and gives me a sly grin, “but I can’t wait to do it again.”

I tilt my head back and laugh before I roll us. My cock is still inside of her with her draped over my chest and I’m not looking forward to the moment I slip free from her.

It’s okay. I’ll just give her what she wants, and we’ll do it again.

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