“Done.” Layne lifted her chin before stepping outside and shutting the door behind her.
I locked up, then slowly climbed the stairs to the next floor. Knowing Penelope was just on the other side of a flimsy door made it nearly impossible to trudge in the opposite direction. My bed looked cold and empty. Lately, that’s the way it felt, even when I was in it. Unless I was dreaming… Grunting in frustration, I told myself to stop being such a pussy and get some damn sleep. Tucker would be up again in a few hours.
I used the bathroom, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth before stripping off my clothes and stumbling tiredly to the bed. Just before I dropped down onto the mattress, it occurred to me that sleeping naked with Penelope in the house would be incredibly stupid. I dug around in my dresser until I found a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and dragged them on. Finally, I crawled into bed and begged for sleep to come quickly.
Chapter 7
Jonah
I knew I was dreaming, but fuck it, I was going to let myself believe it was real.
“Penelope, you are so fucking beautiful.” She was laid out in front of me like an offering from the gods. Her wrists and ankles were bound to the four posters of the bed, putting her dripping pink pussy on display and showcasing her wide hips, so perfect for breeding. I licked my lips as my eyes dragged up to her flat belly that would soon be round and swollen, before moving up to her large, milky white tits, topped with dark cherry peaks. They were heaving with her deep, heavy breaths as she watched my open perusal with heavy-lidded eyes.
“Jonah,” she moaned.
I crawled over her and glared, giving her pussy a light smack. “No talking unless I tell you to, angel. You were a very bad girl yesterday and need to be punished.” My cock leaked, dripping onto her thigh where it hovered above. I slapped her pussy a little harder this time and grunted with satisfaction when she bit her lip to contain any sound. “Good girl,” I praised.
Putting a hand on the bed on either side of her head, I bent low and covered her mouth with mine. She opened immediately, and I grunted with approval again. I would never get enough of her sweet taste. Her hot tongue twisted with mine, and my cock tingled, jealously begging to replace my tongue between those red lips.
Reminding myself to be patient, I focused on worshipping every inch of Penelope’s body and driving her absolutely insane with need while I did it. When I was at the end of my rope, I got up onto my knees and positioned her on all fours in front of me. Finally, I allowed my cock to slide between her lips; all the way to the back of her throat. “Swallow, angel,” I demanded with a deep groan. She immediately obeyed, and I threw my head back as I hissed, “Oh, fuck yes.” I was so damn close to losing it, but I wasn’t ready to part from this heaven. My hips started a steady rhythm, slowly fucking her hot, wet mouth. Each time I bottomed out, she swallowed like a good girl, making me groan her name. Then she would suck hard as I attempted to retreat, whimpering as though she hated the idea of an empty mouth. I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and sped up, fucking her a little harder, but when I was right on the verge of coming, I yanked her head back and pulled out completely. She whimpered in protest, and I shook my head as I stared into her hazy blue eyes. “I’m not wasting a single drop until you make me a daddy again, angel.” After releasing her hair, I bent over and grabbed her waist, quickly rotating her so that I was staring at her juicy ass. “I’m going to fill this pussy up until your belly is round with our baby. I’m dying to see you walking around with the proof that you’ve been claimed.” Penelope moaned softly, and I leaned over to place a tender kiss on her back. “Do you like the sound of that, angel?” She shivered, and I took that as a yes.
With a tight grasp on her hips, I plunged into her soaking wet pussy. Penelope cried out, and I gave each cheek a swift, hard slap to remind her to keep silent. I wanted her to build up and be on the brink of exploding so that when I gave her permission to make noise, she would have no choice but to scream my name until her throat was hoarse and her voice nearly gone.
Her walls convulsed and clamped down on my cock when I delivered each spanking. If she got any tighter, I wasn’t sure my dick would make it out in one piece. But who the fuck cared when it felt so damn good?
I didn’t ease into my pace, rather diving in fast and hard with no warning. Placing my hand on the back of her neck, I gently pushed her head down into the mattress and grunted in satisfaction when she instinctively popped her ass up a little higher. I wasn’t going to last much longer, so I used my fingers to manipulate her hard nipples until she was pushing her ass back against me as hard as I was thrusting forward. Then I moved one hand down to pinch her clit. “Now, Penelope,” I grunted. “Let me hear you, angel.”
She gave me everything I wanted as she flew apart. Her hands clenched the sheets, and her pussy practically strangled my cock as she screamed my name so loud it left my ears ringing.
“Fuck! Oh, fuck! Yes!” I shouted as I pumped in twice more before planting myself deep and surrendering to the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. “Penelope!” I roared.
A gasp shattered my fantasy, and my eyes sprang open as I flew up in bed. The sound had come from the vicinity of my door, and I whipped my head in that direction to see Penelope hovering just outside, her blue eyes wide with shock and her mouth hanging open. For a split second, I wondered if I’d scared her away, but the burning fire in her blue pools and the heated flush of her skin betrayed her arousal. “I—uh—heard my name, and um…” she sputtered. Before I could say anything in response or make any sort of movement, she twirled around and was gone in an instant.
My first instinct was to run after her, but a glance down at the sticky mess I’d made had me hesitating. In that minuscule amount of time, I realized that, for the time being, it would be better to keep my distance. I was still on the edge and didn’t trust myself to go after her without doing something stupid.
With a deep sigh, I checked the monitor on my nightstand and was relieved to see that I hadn’t woken Tucker. I’d shouted the roof off in my dream, but I wasn’t sure how loud I’d been in reality. I climbed out of bed and stripped off the sheets before making my way into the bathroom and taking a quick shower.
After I donned a clean pair of boxer briefs, I remade the bed, then stared at it, wondering if I should even bother trying to go back to sleep. It was unlikely that I would be able to get any real rest with Penelope sleeping right down the hall. “Fucking hell,” I muttered as I stalked to my dresser and retrieved a black T-shirt and sweatpants.
Once I was dressed, I grabbed the monitor and padded into the hallway where I paused at the staircase, my eyes glued to the closed door that was barely a few feet away. My feet seemed to have a mind of their own, and they noiselessly moved toward the wooden barrier between me and the object of my every desire. I stopped just inches away and listened intently. When I heard the rustling of sheets and some unintelligible muttering, my hand crept toward the doorknob. At the last second, my brain shoved its way forward, and I froze before my fingers reached the handle.
I drew my hand back in a flash and pivoted on my heel, scurrying away as fast as possible and jogging up the stairs to my office. I threw myself into work until the sun was lifting over the horizon. The sound of Tucker’s hungry cries had me pushing away from my desk and hurrying down to the nursery.