I knew he was teasing me, that he couldn't even help but annoy his stepsister, even when he was about to fuck her. Still, I was so fucking turned on that I couldn't concentrate on fighting back. I just needed that cock inside of me.
“Please...”
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me.”
“Beg me,” he said.
For a moment, my jaw dropped. What a fucking asshole. “I am begging you. Please.”
“Say my name,” he said. He began thrusting a little deeper.
I gripped the bed sheet and began to writhe. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help the control he had over me. The way I loved it when he made me crazy. “James, I'm begging you. Please fuck me.”
I heard him sigh and felt him shudder as he slid into me. I felt him stretch me out and I closed my eyes as he began to thrust into me, using my body. I moaned again, feeling full. He stopped. My eyes opened back up.
“What's the matter?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Nothing, I was just curious if you wanted the rest.”
“The rest? But-” I was cut off by the sensation of him pushing even deeper into me, stretching me even more. I had no idea how I could fit all of him inside of me. He grabbed my legs and held them up into the air, seemingly pushing even further into me. At this point, I knew that he'd begin to get painfully deep if he went any further. I moved my hands up, digging into the front of his pelvis as he thrust.
With both hands, he grabbed my hands and jerked them out of the way. “Don't you ever try to stop me like that,” he said, a darker sound to his voice. I gasped with renewed pleasure as I knew that there was no stopping him at this point. He was all lust now, and I was just along for the ride.
And what a ride it was. A few moments later and he let one leg drop back to the bed, seemingly splitting me in two. He ran his tongue down my calf muscle, kissing the leg that he was holding passionately. I was glad that I had shaved so carefully this morning.
I could see that he was out of control, pounding away at me. Suddenly, he went just a little too deep, brushing against my cervix. I gasped in pain and slammed my leg down, pushing him out of me. He seemed to know that he had hurt me, but he didn't miss a beat. In a moment, he had laid down at my side, pushing me onto the same side and entering me from behind.
I loved it in this position. I felt utterly safe wrapped in his arms, yet he was still in complete control. As I lay on my side, his hand moved to my chin. He pressed into me, moving my face to kiss his, and I returned the kiss deeply. He tasted better than I ever imagined. His hand moved to my neck, gripping for a moment, letting me know who was in charge. I loved him in control. I loved this.
His hand strayed down even lower grasping my breasts. I writhed into him, and he broke from our kiss. “That feels so fucking good, Allie,” he moaned.
I still couldn't get over how good my name sounded from him, but I was beyond words now. I just writhed more. His hand kept moving, next going to my belly. I moaned even louder, thinking about how his baby could already be growing within me. He must have noticed how I reacted, because he said, “I can't believe how sexy this tummy is.”
With those words, I could feel the heat rising within me. My hand shot down over his, pressing his hand further into my belly. My body was opening up, the orgasm rising uncontrollably within me. He picked up his pace, swelling within me, and I knew what he wanted. What we both wanted. His seed deep within me. “Come in me,” I moaned. “Come in my pussy.”
He groaned and squeezed my tummy harder, thrusting even faster and shallower. I heard a couple of short, almost painful sounds come from him, followed by an animal roar of ecstasy. I could feel myself heating up immediately as his first spurt of semen shot into me. My own body contracted and drew him deeper within me as I came, and I pressed my body back into him. He continued to shoot sperm into me, his body making sure that he impregnated me. It was primal and unstoppable.
I continued to spasm, and he eventually slowed and then stopped his pumping motion. I could still feel every inch of him inside of me. He was like a stopper in me, keeping his fluids from escaping. Eventually my own writhing slowed down, but still his hand remained on my tummy. I thought about that tummy swelling with my inevi
table pregnancy, and it just sent more orgasmic aftershocks through my body.
We laid there for a while, I couldn't be sure how long. His cock still seemed huge within me, and with every breath I felt him completely filling me. His mouth went to my ear again, and when I felt his breath at my ear, I moaned again. “Eventually, we're going to have to move to get something to eat.”
I giggled. “I am famished,” I said.
He slowly pulled his cock out of me. My mouth opened as I felt how wet I was inside and how pleasurable my fertile fields felt as they were soaked with his seed. “Grab me a tissue, quick!”
He sprang out of bed, grabbing me a tissue while I held my legs shut. I managed to wipe myself up a little bit before I leaked all over his fantastically expensive sheets. He laughed, then turned me around, his green eyes smoldering, and kissed me gently, thoughtfully, lovingly, as his hands stroked my hair. “I’m sorry,” he said.
“Why?”
“I couldn’t help myself,” he said. “I wanted to take my time with you, to be gentle, but...”
I kissed him. My heart was pounding in my chest with joy. This was how I had always imagined us to be. “It was exactly what I needed.”
We kissed a little more, then he moved away, wrapping a sheet around his body like some kind of cheesy romcom. “Shower, if you want,” he said. “Then we can go out to dinner, if you like.”