Authors: Joanna Blake
My
package.
"Which door?"
"That's my room- Oh!"
I walked to the edge of the hallway and kicked the door open with my boot. Then I kicked it shut again behind me. I carried her to the bed and lowered her gently. Then I went back to the door.
And locked it.
"Kyle? I can see you are angry with me and-"
She stopped talking when my boots came off. Her eyes grew wide as I pulled my jacket off next. Her sweet little mouth opened and stayed that way as I peeled my jeans off.
Good. I could make use of that warm mouth right about now.
I was instantly hard. I had been semi-erect for the entire trip thinking about all the ways I was going to punish her. Please her. Take what was fucking mine.
"Do you have any idea how worried I have been?"
She shook her head, her glorious hair flying.
"No. I thought- I didn't-"
I pulled my shirt off and reached for my shorts. I pushed them down and the beast was out, pointing right at her. Her mouth opened even wider and I smiled.
"Clothes off. Now."
She just stared at me. When I walked towards her she finally seemed to snap out of her stupor.
"Kyle, there are people out there! We can't just-"
"We can and we will."
"But-"
"No buts."
I smiled.
"At least not until later."
Her face blanched. She got what I was saying. I practically rubbed my hands together, eager to get to work.
"Clothes off or I tear them off."
She started unbuttoning her shirt right quick. I watched in silence as she pulled her top off. Then reached for her jeans. They were already unbuttoned, with a little elastic band holding them closed. Her cute little belly was rounder than I remembered. Everything else was exactly the same.
And then she pulled off her bra.
My cock bobbed in the air, appreciative of those big luscious melons. She'd already been built. But now, the girl was
stacked.
"Panties too."
She stared at me nervously as she slid her panties down. I grabbed my jock, giving it a good squeeze as I climbed onto the bed. I pulled her thighs apart and ducked my head down, blowing cool air on the junction between them.
I heard her sharp intake of breath.
"Someone has been a very bad girl."
She wiggled underneath my face as I slowly licked up and down the thin line where her lips met. She bucked against me and I pulled back.
"Do you know what happens to bad girls?"
She was panting as I spread her lips with my fingers and pressed my tongue inside her.
"Do you?"
"Nuh-no..."
I smiled grimly at her.
"They get spanked."
She squealed as I rolled her over and lifted her onto my lap. I lifted my hand and brought it down, giving her ass a sharp little smack. I grinned at the creamy flesh as it jiggled.
"Kyle!"
I lifted my hand and brought it down again. I made sure it stung, but it didn't hurt. She gasped again as my hand stroked her bottom soothingly. Then I smacked it again.
I made sure her soft little belly was resting between my thighs. I wasn't hurting her or the baby. I knew, because I searched online to make sure. It was a good thing no one had been looking over my shoulder to see what I was doing on my phone.
'Pregnant lady spanking safe?'
I gave her one more smack before I reached between her legs. She was soaking wet. I smiled as I stroked her plump little pussy lips.
"Who does this belong to?"
"Kyle, please!"
"Who does this belong to?"
"Yu-you!"
I smiled at her, and decided to give her what she wanted. What we both wanted. I lifted her up and onto her back. Then I pressed my cock against her sweet pink lips and pushed forward.
Her back arched as I filled her completely. She felt so good, it was like coming home. It was like heaven.
I pulled out until just the tip was inside her.
"Never run away from me again."
I drove home again.
"Promise me!"
"I won't!"
I felt an overwhelming wave of heat inside me. I didn't know what it was at first. Then I did. The words burst out of me without any pretense or thought.
"I fucking love you Bellie..."
Belinda
I curled up against Kyle's side, loving the feeling of his warm, smooth skin. It was a good thing I liked it because technically I couldn't have gotten away if I tried. His arm was locked around me, holding me against him.
Hard.
Like he was afraid I would run again.
But I wouldn't.
If I'd had any doubts, he'd relieved them. He wasn't trapped. He wanted to be here. He'd had the FBI track me down and travelled across the entire country to prove it!
A man didn't go to those lengths if he didn't love you, no matter how stubborn he was.
I smiled, wondering if I should show him the bathtub. Maybe we could relive my fantasy... I sat up and looked at him. His gorgeous eyes opened. He looked worried.
He squeezed me.
"How do you feel?"
I could feel myself blushing as I looked at him. He was so... male. Just spread out buck naked on the bed. I studiously avoided staring at his cock, but I could have sworn I saw it twitch.
"I feel good."
He squeezed me again.
"Good."
"I was thinking..."
He scowled at me.
"Don't tell me you want me to leave because it's not happening."
"No! I was going to ask you, I mean, see if you wanted-"
"What?"
"To take a bath!"
I was beet red with embarrassment. He looked shocked. Then he sniffed himself.
"Do I smell?"
I laughed.
"No. I just thought it might be... fun."
His eyes seemed to change color. Get darker. His voice got all low and husky.
"Fun?"
I scooted away from him, pulling the sheet behind me as I walked away.
"You know, fun to take a bath... together!"
I ran towards the bathroom as he chased me. I turned the water on quickly and squealed. I was giggling as he caught me, his strong arms pulling me back against him.
"You want to take a bath, huh?"
I nodded, his breath tickling my ear.
"Where did you get such a naughty idea?"
His cock was hard as a rock, pressing into my back. I laughed breathlessly, pressing back against it. He moaned as I rocked my back against him.
"I was taking a bath and I started thinking... about you..."
"You were?"
"Uh huh."
His hand slid between my thighs, lightly stroking me.
"What did you do in the bath?"
"I did... ohhh..."
"Did you touch yourself?"
"Yes."
He growled, pushing my hands forward so they rested on the edge of the tub.
"You really are a bad girl Belinda. I'm going to have to keep my eye on you. And my hands. And my-"
I cried out as he notched his cock into my pussy. Then he drove upwards, filling me in one thrust. I watched the tub fill with water as he rammed his cock into me again and again.
He cursed and pulled out.
"Fuck, you're going to make me come, Bellie."
I groaned in frustration. I wanted him back inside me. Now.
"So come."
With a roar he was back inside me, his hands gripping my hips as he unleashed, pounding into me from behind. I felt my own orgasm mounting as he rode me relentlessly. I started to peak just as I felt his cock expand deep in my canal.
I clenched down on him as he bucked out of tempo, not stopping, just coming and coming and coming...
Finally he slumped forward, resting his head on my back. I sighed with pleasure. My man sure knew how to make love.
Actually, there was probably a better word for that.
Fucking. He was really good at fucking.
He kissed my back and lifted me to a standing position. I turned in his arms and he kissed my knuckles, looking at me intensely.
"I guess I should have waited until we were
in
the bath."
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kyle
The water glinted off Belinda's dewy skin as I slowly rubbed the washcloth over her. I was pretty sure I'd washed this spot at least three times already but I didn't care. She was leaning back against me, utterly relaxed in the warm water.
She was tired, I could tell. So I ignored my cock as it started to rise.
Down boy.
You can't fuck a pregnant woman fifty times in a row.
Down.
I dropped the washcloth and rubbed my hands over her breasts. The nipples puckered instantly, making me smile. Just because we couldn't fuck didn't mean I couldn't have a
little
bit of fun, right?
Bellie made a soft mewling sound as I rubbed my flat palms over her nipples, scraping the hard points. I did that for a while, smiling as she arched against me.
"Hmmm..."
She wanted more, but I was having fun with my favorite toys. I started stroking her skin lightly, everywhere
but
the nipples. She whimpered in distress.
"Shhh..."
I breathed against her neck, teasing her nipples with the lightest, softest touch I could muster. She arched her back and I lifted my hands away. Then I started again.
Touching.
Not touching.
After ten minutes, Bellie was starting to get riled up.
"Get on with it Kyle!"
"Not yet. How does that sweet little pussy feel?"
"Hmmm... good."
"Do you want me to touch it?"
"Yes... please Kyle..."
I grinned to myself and whispered.
"No."
I used my knees to pull her knees apart. Then I reached down behind her and pressed my finger against her rosebud.
"Kyle!"
"Hmmmm?"
I circled my finger against her firmly and she gasped.
"What are you-"
"I'm just washing you, is that alright?"
"I- oh..."
I plucked her nipple with my free hand and got a little bolder with my other hand. I pushed in slightly, fingering her cute little asshole. She made a funny little sound and whispered.
"Don't stop."
For a while the only sound in the bathroom was her ragged breathing while I fingered her ass. It was so tight that I had to go slow. I might be teasing her but really I was only torturing myself. I wanted in that sweet little ass, almost more than I'd ever wanted anything.
She gasped and moaned as I slid my finger in all the way.
"Do you like that?"
"Yes!"
"Hmm... such a dirty little girl. I might need a bigger tool to clean you up."
I slid a second finger in and circled them, widening her opening. She was rocking her hips against me now. I knew if I so much as touched her clit, she could come.
But not yet.
I toyed with her until I thought I would lose my mind. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore. I lifted her up and carried her to the bed.
Then I layed her down on her stomach.
"Don't move."
"Where are you going?"
"I need something from the kitchen."
I yanked my pants on and ran out of the room.
Belinda
I stared out the window, my fingers clutching the blankets. I was hot and cold all over. What Kyle had been doing to me in the bath... it felt forbidden. Wrong somehow. Sinful.
But so good, it made my head spin.
I thought he'd shown me everything so far. I'd been wrong. This was a whole other level of intimacy I knew nothing about.
I had a feeling I was about to get a private lesson.
My skin as tingling in anticipation as Kyle came back into the room. I glanced over my shoulder to see him pulling his pants off. His cock was pointing straight up, with a little drop of liquid on the tip. I licked my lips, rolling over.
"I told you not to move."
"I want to taste."
He moaned as his hand closed over his cock.
"Fuck Bellie, what are you doing to me?"
I reached for him and he came towards me, angling his cock towards my lips. I pursed my lips and sucked the tip inside my mouth.
Hmmm... salty.
"Bellie, you don't have to-"
He groaned as I swirled my tongue over the tip experimentally. I'd never done this before. I liked it.
Two could play at the teasing game.
I eased my lips further down his shaft and then back away again. Slowly I explored his cock. I was not in a rush. He was making deep guttural sounds in his throat as I played with his cock.
My hand brushed his balls and he moaned loudly. I did it again, wondering if he liked it. He let out a strangled curse and I smiled.
He did.
His hands found my hair, pulling my mouth further down his cock. I choked a little, and he released me.
"Sorry."
"Am I doing it right? It's my first time-"
He roared and flipped me over onto my stomach. His body covered mine, his cock lining up with my bottom. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered.
"Yes, you are doing it right. Now for another first..."
He sat up and opened a jar of something. I looked back to see him rubbing coconut oil on his cock. The jar still had a little bow on top from my pile of gifts. I loved watching him stroke himself. It was the sexiest thing I'd seen in my life. He caught me looking and scolded me with a sharp smack to my bottom.
"I told you not to move Bellie!"
I turned back, my eyes closed tightly in anticipation. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I felt him lift my hips and slip a pillow underneath. I felt very exposed.
Then I felt his tongue against me.
There.
I shrieked.
He chuckled and licked me again.
"Hmmm what a sweet little ass you have... I can't wait to fuck it."
"Kyle!"
He still shocked me when he talked like that. I guess I was going to have to get used to it. It did seem to send a little thrill through me when he- ohhh...
I almost flew off the bed as Kyle slipped his tongue inside me. I felt my hips rise to meet him and he moaned. Again and again his tongue stroked me, outside and in. Then he stopped and I felt him reposition himself behind me.