My spine began to tingle, so I reached deep for any control I had left and pulled my dick out of her mouth. It dragged along her tongue and through the grip of her hand, which nearly broke me, but I was determined as fuck to knock up my woman, and nothing, not even a spectacular blow job, was going to distract me from it. Imagining Alyssa with a swollen belly was as erotic as seeing her in the emerald green bit of lace that I’d found stashed at the bottom of the duffel. Along with a few other skimpy things that had put a wicked smile on my face and sent all the blood in my body to my cock.
I owed Brigit big time.
But at the moment, I only had room in my brain for Alyssa. I bent down and grabbed her hips, easily lifting her because she was light as a fucking feather compared to me. When I had her at the right height, she wrapped her legs around me, and I turned her so her back was against the wall before slamming balls deep inside her tight pussy.
“Give me that sinful mouth,” I grunted, and she lifted her face so I could give her a searing kiss. She tasted like the chocolate I’d fed her when I licked it off her body right before we got in the shower. I groaned and bent my knees a little, then punched my hips up, filling her over and over, stretching her pussy so it would take me. I’d broken her in so there wasn’t any pain, but Alyssa’s channel remained virgin tight.
“Garrison!” she cried out when I changed the angle and hit her G-spot. “Yes! Yes!”
Her inner walls began to ripple, and I knew she’d come soon. I wasn’t ready, so I pulled out and set her on her feet, ignoring her cry of protest. Then I turned her to the side, facing the built-in bench, and gently pushed her back so she bent over it. She held herself up with her palms flat on the seat as I kicked her legs open, then lifted her ass up higher in the air.
“You were a bad little girl today, Alyssa,” I growled. “Did you forget?”
She wiggled her ass a little, and her voice was breathless when she answered, “Maybe.”
It wasn’t really a punishment since she enjoyed it way too much, but we both liked to pretend. Besides, when I was really pissed, I held out on orgasms until I finally let her come. It was generally the only time I heard her curse, which just made me hotter. I wondered if something was wrong with me, but since Alyssa and I liked the same things and brought each other unimaginable pleasure, I didn’t care.
I raised my palm and brought it down firmly on one ass cheek, the smack ringing off the tiles. A little come oozed from my tip at the sight of my handprint on the lily-white globe. Alyssa moaned, then sucked in a breath when I did the same to the opposite cheek. I spanked her a few more times, then I plunged my cock back into her pussy. I alternated between thrusting in and out and spanking her reddening ass.
“Yes! Oh, Garrison,” Alyssa moaned. “Harder. Yes! Yes!”
When she was almost there, I stopped and grinned at her screech of protest. I pulled out, making her even more frustrated, and guided her up to a standing position. “It’ll be worth it, baby. I promise,” I whispered in her ear. Then I moved us around until I could drop down to sit on the bench. Keeping Alyssa facing away from me, I backed her up to straddle my legs. Then I lifted her and lined up my cock with her center before jerking her down onto it.
“Fuck!” I bellowed as her walls closed in around me. I gripped her hips and bounced her on my cock, driving us both back up toward our climax. I widened my legs, which opened her up even more, exposing her center. After I shifted slightly, Alyssa screamed when the stream of water hit directly on her clit.
Her inner muscles clenched hard, and I practically saw stars. “I’m so close, Garrison,” she moaned.
“I fucking love when you say my name like that,” I groaned, feeling small amounts of come already spurting from my cock. “Just hold out a little longer, baby.”
“I can’t,” she whined, wiggling her hips to get away from the spray of water, but I wouldn’t let her move except to open her legs even more. She cursed me, and I buried my face in her neck to muffle my snicker. One of the things I loved most about Alyssa was that even during sex, she could make me laugh.
“Almost, baby,” I crooned as I worked her up and down my shaft. “Oh fuck, baby. You’re so damn tight. Fuck! Fuck, yes!” My orgasm barreled through me, and at the last second, I slammed her down so I was buried as deep as possible, then I slapped her clit as I roared her name and exploded inside her.
“Garrison!” Alyssa screamed my name as she climaxed so hard, she shuddered almost violently in my arms. As they began to subside, I grinned wickedly and began to rise and drop her on my still-hard cock again.
“I can’t,” she gasped.
“You will, little girl,” I growled as I built up to another climax as well. I fucked her hard and grunted, “Come on, baby, give me more. That’s it, come all over my cock again. Make me a daddy, Alyssa. Fuck! Squeeze that pussy tight. Milk my come, baby, take everything I’ve got for you.” I’d learned very fast that Alyssa had a thing for my filthy mouth, both for dirty talking and eating her pussy. “Should I spank your clit again? Make you come so hard you black out?”
“Nooooo, I—Oh! Oh, yes! Yes! Don’t stop! Oh, Garrison!”
This time, I slapped her pussy three times, each one sending her hurtling over the edge as she had orgasm after orgasm. If we hadn’t been in the middle of fucking nowhere, I might have been worried that the neighbors would think I was killing her with the way she was screaming herself hoarse.
And that only made me burn even hotter, setting me off like a firecracker, so I blew another load of seed inside her. The multiple orgasms would ensure her womb was soft and open to receive it.
It took until the water ran cold for us to recover, and considering the size of the water heater in this place—or all of the water heaters since the master had its own—it was a fuck of a long time. We had to rush through washing as it cooled, laughing and bumping into each other as we practically danced around from the cold spray.
When we’d gotten out of the shower, and I’d thoroughly dried Alyssa off and brushed her hair, I carried her to the bed and set her on the mattress. I covered her with the blanket, then crawled in next to her and pulled her soft body into mine, cuddling her close.
“I love this, lying here naked with you wrapped in my arms,” I told her softly. “I love it just as much as when I’m inside you.”
“Me too.” Alyssa exhaled slowly, then raised her head and set her chin on my chest. “How are you so perfect? I feel like there is no way this can last. It’s just too…perfect.”
I tucked some wayward strands of her hair away from her face and smiled as my fingers brushed her cheek. “Get used to it, baby. I’m not going anywhere, and if you think I’m perfect, I’m not going to try to change your mind.”
She giggled, and I pulled her up for a soft kiss before settling her against me once more. “Rest, baby. I worked you hard tonight, and I already want you again.”
“Is that so?” she asked slyly as her fingers walked across my stomach and headed down my trail of hair.
I caught her hand and grumbled, “No. You need to rest.”
She sighed and laid her arm across my chest. I wasn’t surprised when her breathing deepened not even a minute later.