She unfisted her hand in my hair and held my wrist, keepingmy fingers in her mouth and sucking as she came on my beard. She tried to lean back as the waves hit her one after another, but I held her firm as I sucked on her aching clit.
“I didn’t think it was possible to come that hard,” she said as she slid back down my body and settled against my denim-covered erection. I hadn’t come, but I felt satisfied in a way I never had before. If the rest of my life was making this woman melt on my face, then so be it.
Winnie was already ready for more though. She purred as she reached between her legs and gripped my stiff cock through my jeans. Pushing my T-shirt up my belly, she left a trail of kisses.
I didn’t think too much about my round belly—or dad bod as it was so often called in the media after the sex tape leaked. And while women loved the way I fucked them or “tossed the dough,” my body had never been as fully appreciated by anyone until Winnie came along. She always wanted to see more of me. To touch my belly and run her fingers through the hair on my chest. Watching her hands explore me broke something inside that I didn’t even realize I’d been holding on to. It was something that I’d lived with for so long that I thought it was just... me. But no. The feelings I had at being the third, lesser member of INK or being the husky one or the funny one or the guy you fucked before The One... Winnie sunk right through all of that and saw me for exactly who I was. Because, yes, every little thing that the world had defined me as was part of me but it wasn’t the whole of me.
I sat up, with Winnie clutched to my chest, and held her as I stood up and tossed her on the bed.
She immediately scrambled to the edge. “I want your dick in my mouth.”
“Next time,” I promised her, even though the sight of her looking up at me as she reached for my zipper was pornographic. “Or the time after that or the time after that, but right now, Winnie Baker, I need to fuck you good. Now get on all fours and show me who’s a good girl.”
Finally, I unzipped my jeans and my cock sprung free as Winnie flipped over, showing me her porcelain bottom.
“Winnie, one day when you’re nice and ready, I’m going to take this ass and make you see stars.”
She looked over her shoulder, her eyes dark and ravenous as she leaned down, giving me the perfect view of every little thing that belonged to me. “Right after I take yours.”
With a growl, I kicked off my jeans and laid kisses from the top of her ass up her spine. “How did I get this lucky?” I brushed my cock against her slit. “Let me just grab a condom. I came prepared this time.”
“I haven’t been with anyone else,” she said as she sat up on her knees and rocked back against me. “And it’s not like you can get me pregnant again...”
“I haven’t been with anyone else either,” I told her, as one hand cupped her pussy and the other pulled her bra cups down so I could give her stiff nipples the attention they deserved. Honestly just the thought of fucking anyone else made my stomach turn. It had probably been my longest dry spell since high school.
“Then what are you waiting for?” Winnie asked.
I wrapped her ponytail around my fist and guided her head to the side so that I could bite her lower lip as my cock sunk into her slick, needy pussy.
“Deeper,” she begged.
With her hair still in my grip, I pushed her forward, so that her cheek pressed into the mattress and I could slide every inch inside of her.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as she clenched around me and began to slide forward and then back, fucking herself on my dick.
As hot as it was, I needed her to stop. I needed to remind her of what she’d missed for the last few months. I gripped her hips, stilling her. “My horny little girl can’t help herself, can she?” I asked as I thrust into her.
She arched her back and whimpered as I sawed into her, finding the perfect pace.
“Play with yourself, Winnie.”
Obediently, she reached between her legs and made circles with two fingers. My balls tightened as she groaned and our bodies made wet, filthy noises that I’d never be able to forget.
Without warning, I flipped her over onto her back, and as my cock left her briefly empty, she made a pained, frantic noise. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she pleaded.
I knelt between her open legs. If I didn’t see this image every day of my life, I didn’t know what I’d do. I leaned forward, my cock dragging along her opening as I pushed a stray lock of hair from her damp forehead. Our lips hovered so closely that we were simply sharing oxygen back and forth, like the only thing keeping each other alive was our shared breath.
“Fill me,” Winnie said as she draped her arms around my shoulders.
I pounded into her and she muffled her scream with my neck. “Don’t stop, Kallum. Please.”
I rutted into her in short quick pumps so that my cock created constant friction against her clit.
“I’m—I’m coming,” she said between labored breaths.
Her muscles spasmed around my dick as her fingers dug into my biceps. “Keep going,” she told me as her body convulsed. Her eyes locked on mine. “Come inside me.”
The pregnancy was completely unplanned and a total accident, but I couldn’t help but feel like at that moment she was choosing me.
