I brought them to his lawyers, and in 24-hours, he was released. Two days after that, my mom signed the divorce papers.
She moved out, and the last I heard from her, she was living with Mr. HNG8NCH. We don’t speak anymore, and I’m just fine with that.
Baron sold the house, and we moved into the one he’d taken me to that one sunny day we had together before the police arrived. We made love the night he was released, twice, then again the next day. And again and again as though we couldn’t get enough of each other. We couldn’t.
Two weeks later I was pregnant.
Baron’s tongue is beyond incredible. Within a minute, I’m soaring high as my climax grips me. My back arches up off my artist’s table, and I tug my shirt up to expose my breasts. He reaches up and pinches my nipples, just hard enough to hurt, and I cry out in ecstasy. A shudder runs through my body as he flattens his tongue and applies pressure. He holds it there just long enough, letting me come down, before he rises up and pulls his pants down.
“There it is,” I whisper, opening my eyes to the sight of his enormous cock. Smiling, he strips out of his shirt and puts his body on display too. He may be a real dad now, but he doesn’t have a dad bod. More like a fitness model bod.
“There it is,” he repeats as he grips my thighs and pulls me to him so my butt is hanging off the edge of the table.
He slaps my already-sensitive clitoris with the tip of his cock. I yelp at the sensation, but before I can react, he’s sliding inside me.
“Baron, wait—”
“Oh, no,” he growls. “You’re going to take every fucking inch, princess. And you know why? Because you’ve kept me waiting all day.”
His hips pump, and I grit my teeth against the stretch. Even now, I still feel it. The dull pain of his tremendous girth. I’ll never get used to it, and I never want to.
“Working on this project of yours has taken up so much of your time that I’ve almost forgotten how your pussy feels.”
A moan drifts from my lips, and I breathe a sigh as my body gets used to him. “You fucked me this morning, Daddy.”
“And missed you all day,” he purrs, lowering his weight onto me. His heart pumps heavy through his thick chest, and I wrap my arms around him, my eyes closed as I trace the lines of his muscled back.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“You missed my cock, didn’t you?”
I nod obediently. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Say it.” He thrusts hard and deep inside me, reminding me of his size. My body instinctively tries to buck back away from him, but his arms hold me tight. I’m not going anywhere.
“I missed your cock, Daddy.”
“Say it again,” he whispers. I’m dripping. His erection is thick like a bar of steel within me. I grind back, twisting my hips as he caresses the spot within me. Baron can last forever, but I’m dying for his release. The warm, sticky reward I get each time he takes me.
“I missed your cock, Daddy,” I repeat. “And your cum.”
“Mmm, you want my cum, princess?”
Opening my eyes to his, I nod. “Yes, Daddy.”
Despite how we began, Baron and I chose to never hide our relationship from the world. It was his decision actually. I was worried about what it would do to his business, but he assured me he didn’t care.
“Anyone I lose means nothing when I’ve gained you,” he told me. Then he proposed.
I can feel it, another climax flickering deep inside me. I reach out and take Baron’s hand and bring it to my neck. His eyes blaze with excitement as he closes his fingers around my throat and squeezes.
He knows just how to do it, and I trust him completely.
My body starts to convulse as his hips move faster. His balls slap against my ass with each primal thrust, and I feel his manhood swell within me, increasing the stretch. So thick. So strong. So deep.
I can’t breathe, so I have to mouth the words to him. I’m coming, Daddy.
He reads my lips perfectly, just as he reads my body, and nods.