Lucy keeps talking. Sienna keeps trying. I keep making sure she fails, just a little more with every thrust.
Absolute fucking perfection.
My balls clench to be released of all the pent-up aggression and attraction I have for this woman. I haven’t wanted to fuck a female like this in years.
I haven’tallowedmyself such freedoms because, at the time, it served no purpose other than the random one-night stands and my promptly leaving afterward.
Sienna may be my future, but she won’t get that deep.
She can’t.
Not only is that a liability waiting to happen, but stupid as hell to entertain.
Her legs suddenly tremble violently, and I can feel the tension coiling tight as her body shudders in response.
The moment breaks and her back arches hard against me, a fierce cry muffled by the phone pressed to her cheek.
Without hesitation, I slam my palm over her mouth, stifling the sound as she convulses against me. Her eyes flash wide and wild beneath my hand. Pupils dilated with shock and raw need, as I nuzzle my face into the soft skin of her neck, breathing her in. Her pulse thunders there, rapid and frantic beneath my lips as I press a soft kiss here.
Our movements sync where she’s trembling uncontrollably, and I follow her lead, hard, releasing the tight coil of pleasure boiling inside me.
Sienna whimpers and moans against my palm as I pump my hot cum inside her. A brutal rush of possessiveness with each thrust that has me clenching my eyes closed because Iownher.
Her muscles tighten around me as I ride her until I’m finished.
A set of dizziness sets in, and I exhale harshly while Sienna relaxes against me.
I lower my hand and slowly pull back to see her skin flush pink with the afterglow of her orgasm.
I press a soft kiss to her forehead. My fingertips tracing the curve of her jaw, whispering against her skin that there’s more of this until my father’s doctor’s bullshit becomes a reality.
Siennawillget pregnant with my child.
And she’s going to do it very quickly.
We never talked in the car after leaving my father’s dinner last night. I drove her to the hotel, told her she’d be moving in today, and left.
I didn’t plan on moving this fast with her.
But then she told my father and the fucking space, she was pregnant withmychild, and it was game on.
There was no going back.
And, if I were naive as hell, I’d convince myself she wanted to be to make this easier.
I step back, button my pants, and smooth my jacket down, but not without stealing a glance at what I’ve done.
Sienna is breathless, flushing, and still gripping the life out of her cell.
Good.
Because there’s more where that came from.
10
Sienna
The afternoon sun filters lazily through the massive windows of Ben’s house. My bakery plans are strewn across the low coffee table.
