I didn’t expect her to say yes to my cock. She is so new to her own body, and I can’t wait to explore every inch of her. To awaken her desire. My hope is one day she comes to me when her body needs loving.
Reaching between her thighs, I move my fingers toward the lips of her pussy and spread them open, staring at her hole. Was she pregnant already? I had to wonder if my baby was already growing inside of her. I take two fingers and ease them into her pussy, watching her take them. With my thumb, I press it against her clit and stroke back and forth. Each time I do this, she releases a little whimper and I see her body shake a little under the onslaught. My dick is so hard.
I want to just fuck her. First, I’m going to taste her. Pulling my hands from her cunt, I move my chair forward, grasp her hips, and then press my face against her pussy, licking her sweet clit. Sliding my tongue back and forth across her nub, I glide down to circle her hole before pushing forward, fucking into her.
Adelaide’s moans fill the air, and it is the sweetest fucking sound I’ve ever head. I’m heady with excitement. My cock is so hard, it’s nearly punched through the fabric of my pants. Letting go of Adelaide’s hips, I don’t stop loving her pussy, as I ease down the zipper that contains my raging erection. Wrapping my fingers around the length, I work them up and down, making myself ache with need for her. She is all I want.
Pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and I smear it all over my dick. With some of it still on my fingers, I press it inside her, wanting every single reason for her to get pregnant. There was no time to hold back.
Drawing my tongue back up to her clit, I focus on that tiny nub, sliding my hands beneath her ass and licking her, tasting her, sucking her, bringing her closer to the peak, and when I feel her orgasm starting to build, I stop, because I’m a selfish bastard and I want to feel her release wrapped around my dick.
Adelaide whimpered.
I guide the tip of my dick to her entrance, and then staring into her sweet brown eyes, I slowly, inch by inch, feel her surround me. She’s so fucking tight. So hot. All mine.
I’d never been a man to care about any woman’s previous lovers, but there’s something primal about knowing I’m the only man Adelaide will ever have. Just the thought of it has me grabbing her hips and slamming all the way to the hilt inside her.
Her pussy is so soft, and she’s so close. Tiny little ripples wrap around my dick, sucking at me.
I let go of her hips and stroke across her nub, and I watch, feeling her body as she gets closer to that peak once again, and this time, as she’s close, she hurtles toward it, on fire, need pulsing through her. I held her, wanting to pound inside her, to mark her, to claim her.
She’s all mine. All fucking mine.
I don’t give her chance to come down from that peak. Grabbing her hips once again, I pound inside her.
The table is more than a hindrance as it moves with the power of my thrusts. I have no choice but to pick her up and carry her through to the bedroom. I drop her onto the bed, and this time she has nowhere to go. Holding her down and in place, I slake my desire, fucking her harder than I ever have before, shoving my cock as deep as I can. I’m not myself. I need to come inside her, to flood that pretty pussy with my cum, and to see it filling her.
I growl her name, feeling how close I am, and as my orgasm starts to build, I grab her hands, locking our fingers together. When my release comes, I stare into her eyes, not wanting to let her go, feeling the aftershocks of her own climax, as I’m close to mine, and as I fill her, I wonder if this will be the one to get her pregnant. I went from not being in a rush to get her pregnant, to wanting it so damn much.
Every single pulse fills her cunt, and only when it’s over do I pull out, my cock dripping with my spunk, and I open her thighs, watching her pussy. Some of my creamy cum drizzles out, and I use my fingers, trying to push it back inside her, wanting it to take.
What the fuck has happened to me?
Adelaide
“How does it feel to be pregnant?” I asked, looking over at Aurora.
She looks so happy and it’s a surprise to me. The man she’s married to doesn’t strike me as a kind man, or one that would be easy to love. He’s cold and cruel, and Aurora is the complete opposite.
“It’s surreal at times,” Aurora said, smiling at me. “Do you think you will be pregnant?”
I put a hand on my stomach and wonder. We were not using any kind of protection. My parents took away my birth control pills when Bethany was removed as Andrei’s fiancee. They said I couldn’t take anything that would stop me from having a baby.
The pills helped to control my menstrual cycle, nothing else. I’d never had a boyfriend or anyone I could have gotten pregnant by.
“I … I don’t know,” I said.
This wasn’t the first time we’d visited Aurora. Andrei and I were celebrating six months of marriage.
Six very long months. I was in a bit of a shock myself. We’d not been on a honeymoon and Andrei spent a great deal of time at work.
Ivan had come to visit us last week and told us both that we needed a vacation. Wrapping my arms around myself, I hadn’t seen my husband much during this trip. Ivan was also present, and at least one other brigadier as well. They called him Ive, even though his name was Ivan. Andrei had told me it was so there was no confusion. I didn’t tell him that I was already confused about the things they did. It wasn’t my place to tell them how to run things.
“Adelaide, are you okay?” Aurora asked, reaching out toward me.
“Of course. I’m fine.”
“You’re not happy.”
“I am. I am … happy.” I press my lips together. “I’m so happy for you.”
Aurora shook her head. “That’s not what I meant and you know it.”
Pressing my lips together, I reach into my jeans pocket and pull out my cell phone. Andrei hadn’t taken it off me, even as we were on the plane heading here.
“Bethany sent me this,” I said.
My sister hadn’t stopped trying to drive a wedge between me and Andrei. I believed him, at least I think I did, that he wasn’t having an affair, but now I see this. It’s a picture of them, and I don’t know when it was taken, it looks like they’re in a nightclub of some kind. Either way, they are looking way too cozy.
Andrei hasn’t taken me to any clubs, and certainly no fancy restaurants. We don’t … date. I can leave his penthouse apartment and go to the shelter. He won’t allow me to see Nathan. That he has banned, and then of course, there are the few times I can have dinner with Aurora. There’s no real life for me, though. I’m constantly going through the motions until Andrei arrives home. That’s it.
That is the extent of my life-reading books, cooking, and just waiting. I’m bored, I’m lonely, and I had thought things would change, but Andrei is cold. He’s not mine.
“Bethany is a spiteful woman,” Aurora said. “I know she’s your sister and I’m sorry about that.”
I shrugged. “Bethany has always been this way. Trust me, I’m used to it.” I reach for the coffee mug, and bring it to my lips.
“Adelaide, talk to me.”