I narrow my stare, wondering if she thinks I’m so stupid that I don’t catch her wordplay. “But which Dansworth? That is the fucking question, Natalie.”
Her eyebrow raises. “One needed to inherit it all.” The emphasis is heavy.
We stare at each other, and my heart rate picks up. I can grasp what she’s saying, but it makes my stomach churn. “You’re a devious cunt.”
She narrows her stare. “Do you have any better ideas? You don’t have a claim at all. At least I stand a chance for it.”
“You want me to just pretend it’s not my baby,” I whisper angrily between my teeth. While furious at this approach, I can’t condemn the logic or risk someone overhearing us. There’s also the chance the baby isn’t mine at all, a complete ruse that she’s set up, but I can’t fathom how she’d skirt around a DNA test if it isn’t mine.
Natalie rolls her eyes. “Let’s not pretend you’re ready to be a father. You couldn’t leave the house fast enough, as soon as you blew your load.”
My hand wraps around her throat instinctively, but I keep my hold light as I back her up until she’s against the post of the bedframe. “I had just fucked my stepmother mere steps from where my father lay dying. I’m sorry I didn’t stick around and cuddle when I was disgusted with myself.”
She wraps her hand around my wrist, squeezing it tightly while her other hand rubs against my betraying cock. It grows harder every second she touches me.
“Don’t pretend you wouldn’t do it again.” Her sultry voice fuels equal parts desire and anger. I shove her toward the bed, and she climbs onto the mattress with her ass in the air, and rests on her palms. Her dress is shoved up, showing off her white panties, and I step closer, running my fingers along the small wet spot forming on them before yanking them to the side and teasing her heated flesh.
“You’re despicable. Wet for your stepson at your husband’s funeral.”
She tosses her hair over her shoulder to glare at me. “And what does that make you? Hard as a fucking rock for your stepmommy after burying your father six feet under.”
Undoing my pants, I shove my boxer briefs down enough to let my thick erection spring free. I yank her closer to the edge and thrust my cock inside her drenched cunt. I groan at the slick, tight channel gripping my length.
Natalie’s toes curl against my knees and her fingers claw at the sheets as she lets out a hoarse cry. “Yes, yes,yes.Fuck Mommy with your giant cock.”
Both of us still at her words, my hold on her hips tightening as my dick throbs inside her and I struggle to hold back from coming.
She raises up onto her palms, staring at me over her shoulder with a wicked grin. “You liked that, didn’t you?”
I lick my lips, blowing out a breath before nodding. She presses her ass back against me.
“Then keep going. Pound Mommy’s pussy, baby.”
My balls draw up and my fingers dig into the flesh of her sides. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to think of anything I can to hold it off. It takes a moment before I calm down, and then I open my eyes, a surge of annoyance coursing through me at her taunting expression.
I pull back, slamming forward harshly and pushing my cock as far as I can. Natalie gasps, then groans before falling forward. I press down on her back between her shoulders, preventing her from rising up, and lift my foot on the mattress as I thrust over and over, making her feel every inch.
“Oh god. Harder, Henry. Yes, fuck.”Her cries spill out of her lips as I watch tears stream down her face. Her pussy clamps down on me and her legs tremble as she comes. Her hand snaps back,nails digging into my arm. “Come inside me. Come in Mommy, Henry.”
“Ah fuck,” I grunt, burying myself to the hilt as I explode. I savor the feeling of emptying inside her pussy, my cum spilling wave after wave. My legs give out and we tumble forward onto the bed. I catch myself, my palms on either side of her and I glance down, seeing my softening cock still lodged tight in her pussy. I shake my head at how much I love the sight. Kneeling back, I swallow down the emotion as my cock slips out, and I watch thick globs of my cum spilling out right after. Before I realize what I’m doing, my fingers swipe up the sticky substance and push it back inside her. Natalie lets out a satisfied hum, her pussy clenching around my fingers.
“You like me full of your cum?” she asks.
My stomach constricts at her words, and I pull my fingers out, watching as she turns onto her back. Her hand skims down her body and then between her legs, swiping at her swollen pussy.
“You do, don’t you? Tell me, Henry.”
I swallow to coat my drying throat and nod. “Yeah, I like it.”
“Why?” Her legs fall farther open, giving me a clear view as her pussy flexes, pushing my cum out and down the crease of her ass.
My cock starts to harden again, and my chest heaves as she sits up and starts to stroke my heavy length.
“You’ve come in my pussy…got two places left and you’ve filled all my holes,” Natalie says, leaning forward and sucking my tip into her mouth. I groan, my eyes shutting briefly as she makes me harder than steel.
“You want me to fuck your ass?” I ask hesitantly.
Her mouth pops off, and she rises onto her knees, her nails scraping up my chest as she cups my face with a surprised look. Like an idiot, I just now realize she meant fucking her mouth.
