Bad Boy's Baby_A Second Chance Secret Baby Romance Page 4

  “Oh my god,” I moan, my head falling back against the wall behind me.

  “What do you want?” I feel his breath against my naked, shaved pussy as he pulls the material aside. I hear it tear in his hands as the tight panties fall away from my body.

  “I think you know,” I pant, lacing my fingers through his hair. “You know what I want, Dylan. Please.”

  “Mmmm, no. Not like that. You have to tell me what you want me to do. There’s nothing sexier in the world than hearing a good girl like you say all the nasty things she wants. It makes me hard as fucking steel.”

  “Oh good lord,” I moan, his words making me crazy and dizzy and out of control, “I don’t know if I can.”

  Even though I feel out of control at this moment, there is still something holding me back. And that tension between feeling out of control and still needing to give up that last inch of control is making my head spin.

  “Yes you can,” he says commandingly, “I know you can. You asked me to kiss you before, didn’t you? Just ask for what you want.”

  “I...I want you to kiss me.”

  I feel his face getting closer to me, and finally he spreads my lips apart with his fingers and fluidly runs his broad, meandering tongue against my clit, wrapping it up in his lips as he reaches the end of his stroke.

  “Fuck,” I moan, the word coming out jagged, rushed, desperate for more.

  “You settle down,” he groans, bringing his soft tongue away from me, “we’re just getting started.”

  4

  Dylan

  The panties tore in my hands when I tugged at them. I threw the soaked fabric to the floor.

  As I part her folds with my fingers, my cock roars in response. Her scent is intoxicating and my chest vibrates with desire as I run my tongue up and down her slit, finally reaching her little pink clit, drawing it between my lips as she moans so sweetly.

  “That feels so good,” her voice floods my body as I hitch one of her shapely, smooth thighs over my shoulder, “don’t stop. Please.”

  “That’s how you beg nice and sweet, princess,” I growl against her skin, licking her clit faster.

  I leverage myself against her and push her ass against the wall, hitching her leg up farther. With one hand I grasp her full, curvy ass and dig my fingers in, and with the other I find her tight hole, dripping with sweet, sticky nectar.

  “Oh yes,” she sighs sweetly, “pease.”

  Want crushes through me as she wraps her leg sweetly around my neck, pulling me closer to her.

  “I need your sweet little pussy to cream all over my face, princess,” I moan, pushing her leg off my shoulder in one quick motion. I stand up and take her face in my hands as she wraps her arms around my neck, and our lips crush together.

  She tastes sweet, like candy, and she moans into my mouth when she tastes herself on my lips.

  “You taste good, Mandy,” I say, nipping her bottom lip with my teeth, “so sweet.”

  I cup her chin and she arches her back, pushing her hands down between us as she grabs for my cock.

  “No,” I command, pushing her hands away, “I make the rules, remember? And my cock doesn’t come out until you’ve cum at least twice. You don’t get it until you can’t stand being empty anymore. You understand?”

  I pull away from her as her eyes fly open and she sucks the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth.

  “I understand,” she mewls, the sweet sound making my cock even fucking harder, which I thought would be impossible.

  “My apartment is upstairs. I’m going to take you there, lay you down on the bed, and bury my face between your legs until the pleasure is too intense for you to stand. I’m going to lick you until your legs tremble and shake under my touch. And then - then - I am going to slide myself against your clit. I’m going to make you want it. I’m going to make you take my thickness in your hands and guide it into your pussy, and use me like your fuck toy. The only thing on my mind tonight is making you feel good. And then, after you’re nice and satisfied and full, you’re going to kiss and lick and suck my cock until my cum dribbles down your throat.”

  Fuck, that does it. My princess closes her eyes and sinks down slightly, and in response I put my fingers lightly against the long, elegant column of her neck. She is so fucking pure and pretty, and I’m going to love defiling this girl, making her use my body for her pleasure, make her beg for me.

  But only as I command. Because I want this girl to remember Big D. I want her to remember me when she leaves. I want my name to be painted on her pretty, pouty pink lips when she goes home to her real life and plays with her little clit in the darkness of her bedroom and remembers how full and thick I felt deep inside her.

  I guide her out of the darkened hallway and we make our way upstairs, through a locked door in the lobby of my shop, leading up to my small studio apartment. There’s a big, fucking epic, gorgeous view of the ocean up here. I consider putting on some music and making her sway her hips in front of my eyes, but all I want to hear is the crashing of the waves as she moans and cums.

  “On the bed, princess,” I say, tossing my keys on the little table in the kitchen by the front door.

  She silently walks over to the bed, tucked against the back wall of the apartment, wearing only her fuck-me heels and her lace bra. She’s carrying her little black dress in one hand, and when she gets to the bed she turns to face me.

  Her eyes meet mine in the darkness. It’s not completely dark, though. There’s some light in here. The light from the moon, glowing against her skin. The light being reflected off the rolling white waves down on the shore. She glows in the most pure way possible. She is innocent and sweet and that dirty mouth is going to show me just how much she wants me.

  “Say it, princess,” I say steadily, taking a step toward her. My fingers find the edge of my t-shirt and I pull it off, smirking as I throw it aside.

  “Say what?” she breathes between us, taking a small step backwards. She lowers herself slowly onto the edge of the bed. Fuck, those shoes are sin personified, her perfect little feet inside them making my dick hard. The shoes look even naughtier than the fact she doesn’t have any panties on right now.

  “Say what you want.”

  “I want you.”

  My fingers go to my jeans and with a click and a pop and a quick zip my pants are coming down. My cock presses snugly against my boxer briefs, and her eyes scan over my thick thighs, and I nearly see her drooling like a lust-sick girl as I watch her eyes make out the edge of my cock through my shorts.

  Hey eyes come up to meet mine, lingering on my body first. Amanda puts her hands on the bed on either side of her and leans back slightly, eyes on mine, and spreads her legs apart for me.

  “You want me too, Big D?” she mewls innocently and sweetly.

  I keep my eyes on hers as I push my shorts down to my ass. That perfect smile reappears on her face, replacing the innocent glint of mischief in her eye.

  “You’re learning, Mandy,” I say, taking another broad step toward her. “You’re using that pretty little mouth the right way. Like I told you. You understand what to do, Mandy?”

  “Yeah. I think I understand,” she whispers, her eyes trailing down my body to my cock again. She pushes herself farther back onto the bed before leaning back on her elbows. Her knees part and she shows herself to me - hot, wet, needy lips between two perfect, curvy thighs. A little waist. Those fucking shoes hanging off the edge of my bed, and the pretty little push-up bra she wore for the big man she knew she was gonna get into trouble with tonight.

  I’ve never seen a creature as fucking perfect as her before.

  “Now you understand,” I breath softly, taking a final step toward her, meeting her at the edge of the bed. I kneel down in front of her and put my hands under her ass, pulling her toward me slowly.

  Her pussy is open and on display for me. She is dripping. Her scent makes me crazy. I put two knuckles against her clit and rub gently, pulling a filthy mo
an from her lips as her head falls back gently onto the bed. I hitch both of her knees up over my shoulders so she is draped around my body, where she fucking belongs.

  I kiss the insides of her thighs, keeping my mouth away from her dripping wet pussy. She giggles when my beard scratches her where her leg meets her ass. I move closer to her pussy and let my scruff gently press against her.

  “Ohhhh god, please keep going.”

  I pull away from her softly and press my fingers against either side of her clit, popping her slit open so I can swirl my tongue against her.

  “Yes,” she moans, “yes, just like that.”

  My cock is harder than a diamond, harder than I’ve ever been. I suck her clit into my mouth and roll it against my lips while I move to push her legs off my shoulders. She mewls wantonly as her legs slip against my skin, my lips forged to her clit.

  “Ohh…”

  Her ass begins slipping off the bed and I catch her by the backs of her thighs, wrapping my fingers around her legs and digging into the pure flesh. Her scent fills my mind as I push her legs up again, making her spread them out in the air.

  Her elegant foot catches my eye as it slips through the air.

  Fuck, that shoe is sexy. I’m turned on by this damn woman’s foot.

  “I’ve got you,” I say, bringing my lips away from her. “Keep your legs in the air just like that, princess.”

  Spreading her lips open with my fingers, I find her hole, a shudder filling my chest as I press the tip of my middle finger against her tight opening.

  “This tight little thing is mine tonight. Mine.”

  She moans and her legs begin to quiver as I push my finger into her opening, curling it up to reach her g-spot. She is so fucking tight that I can barely push one thick finger inside, and I lick her click it a smooth circle as her legs shiver in the air.

  “God, I’m gonna cum, Dylan,” she breathes, her voice shallow and ragged.

  My cock twitches as I pull out of her tight pussy and she looks up at me as I suck her juices off my middle finger.

  “Why did you stop?” she struggles.

  “I’m not gonna let you cum with anything inside you until it’s my cock. You’re gonna cum empty until it’s my cock stretching you open, princess.”

  She laughs, her head falling back against the bed again. She drapes an arm across her forehead as I settle back against her clit, sucking and licking as I push her legs apart. She struggles against my hands, wrapping her legs around my shoulders, shuddering against my mouth.

  I moan against her pussy. This pink pussy, absolute perfection hidden deep inside this seemingly perfect woman in the incredibly sexy lingerie just for me.

  “Dylan, right there, right there,” she gasps, her belly contracting and her hands pulling me closer to her, “right there.”

  I swirl my tongue against her clit as she struggles to find her breath. I can feel her orgasm about to come over her as she softly grinds her pussy against my lips. Her breath hitches deep inside her chest and comes out fast, sputtering, as heat rolls over her body and her hips buck slowly and her back arches, trying to get me closer and closer to her.

  “I’m cumming,” she breathes, her legs quivering in my hands.

  The taste of this princess is intoxicating, and I promised her two orgasms before she got my cock. I pull away from her and replace my mouth with my hand, massaging her gently, guiding her off the ecstasy of her orgasm, bringing her back down to earth, grounding her here with me.

  “Up,” I command, standing up slowly, “on your knees, princess.”

  Her lips are open slightly, the corners of her pretty mouth turned up into the slightest, naughtiest smile.

  She sits up, pulls her legs under her, and kneels before me on the corner of the bed like the good girl she is.

  “No,” I say sternly, “face the other way.”

  Her face changes and she looks down at my cock. She breathes deeply, takes a pause and then finally turns around on her knees. Her full ass sweeps out from a tiny little waist and I grab her hips, guiding her to sit up on her knees.

  “Hands forward, ass up,” I say.

  She complies slowly, as though she doesn’t know what to do. But she takes the position I’ve told her to get into, leaning forward so her shapely ass is in front of me, her swollen pink pussy lips peeking out from between her legs.

  “Stay right there and do not move,” I say. I lean over to my nightstand and pull a condom out, tear at it quickly and unroll it onto my cock. “Sorry we have to use this, princess.”

  Mandy pops her chin over her shoulder and looks down at my cock, biting her lip.

  “Are you going to fuck me?” she says wantonly, her words like damn music to me. And I want to. Fuck, I need to.

  “Not yet. Plus,” I say, wrapping her hair around my fist and pulling her back against me gently, “I told you to beg.”

  I put my cock between her legs, feeling soaking wet heaven between her thighs. And as I begin to rock forward, dragging her clit along my full, fat length, she meets my motions and we move in perfect unison.

  “That feels so good Dylan,” she whispers, “but I want you inside me.”

  “Not yet,” I groan, putting my hand on her hip with the other one still buried in her long brown hair, “not yet. Not until you coat my cock with your sweet juices. That’s when you’ll get to feel me inside you.”

  “Oh my god,” my sweet princess moans. I let go of her hair and snake my hand roughly down her neck and down her back, along her spine, making her arch her back and press her ass up against me.

  “Grind against me, princess. Use me. Get yourself nice and slippery and wet for me.”

  Her motions speed up as she moves against me. I haven’t even been inside that sweet heaven yet and I feel like I could burst right now.

  “Dylan, I feel like I could cum any second,” she groans, her hips working in circles against my cock.

  “Then cum, princess. Cum all over my cock,” I groan, pulling her hips back against me.

  I feel her body begin to shake again, and when I can’t take it anymore, I push her forward softly, take my cock in my hand, and align the tip with her tight pink opening.

  “Oh god yes Dylan,” she gasps, “please fuck me. Please.”

  “That’s the way you ask nicely, princess,” I growl darkly, pushing myself forward inside her tight channel.

  “Yes!” she gasps, sinking her pussy down around my cock. I look at her ass from behind and watch as her cunt swallows up all of me, watch as her pink little pussy spreads open for me, so wet and slick but so fucking tight at the same time.

  I put my hand on my princess’ mouth and slip one thumb past her lips.

  “Do you like tasting yourself on my fingers?” I say, grinding my cock in and out of her with growing speed.

  “Yes, I like it,” she moans, her words muffled against my finger.

  I pull my cock out of her and flip her over, pushing her back down on the bed.

  “I need to see you,” I say, throwing her legs around my waist. I push into her again and her back arches as I move us up the bed slowly, stopping when she is lying against a few pillows at the head of the bed. Her mouth is open in a wanton, sexy expression of pure pleasure, and I feel damn lucky to have her. She is perfect. “That’s better.”

  I push my forehead to hers and she wraps her arms around my neck. Those gorgeous, pretty, petite hands clasp around the back of my neck, and she pulls me closer to her with her ankles crossed around my hips.

  I slam into her over and over, and I feel lost in her body, in her eyes. In her. In her perfect beauty. The girl from the boardwalk who thought she would just waltz into my shop and get her way.

  This pretty thing is used to getting her way. She’s a princess. Oh, and I’ll give this girl what she wants. But she’s gonna have to be a good girl to get it.

  Her hips buck against me and I grind myself against her, bumping her clit every time.

  She leans up and tak
es my lips with hers and I give her me, marking her, claiming her.

  Her pussy is so wet and soaked and tight, but I feel her tensing up around me.

  “You keep moving like that and you’re gonna make me cum,” I say, breaking our kiss.

  We are tangled together in pure want, sex and sweat, and the only thing here besides us is the soft roar of the ocean. When I hear it, it steadies me. And when I look into her eyes, I feel like the storm inside me subsides for a moment, too.

  “You keep talking like that and you’re gonna make me cum,” she pants softly.

  “I’m gonna keep you cumming all night long, I’ll make sure of it.”

  I take her cheeks in my hands as I feel my dick about to explode inside her. I wish I weren’t wearing this damn condom, because all I want is to feel my hard skin right up against her soft pussy. I want to feel every smooth inch of her.

  “I’m gonna,” she says, “I’m gonna cum again.”

  “Cum with me, Amanda,” I groan. My balls draw up against my body and I heave against her with everything I have, slamming into her over and over. “Come with me.”

  Her eyes flutter closed and her head falls back, and I catch it as she squirms and bucks against me.

  “No, Mandy,” I command, “eyes on me.”

  Her eyes pop open and she moans softly as her lips part.

  “Eyes on you, Big D,” she mewls with a smile.

  I push my forehead to hers. We are lost in each other. My fingers come down to the side of her face, and I cup her cheek in my hand. I am slicked with sweat, hot and sweet, and we are lost in rapture together.

  “I’m cumming,” she moans into my mouth, pulling her lips away from me slightly, softly. Her tight pussy flutters around my cock and I can’t take anymore.

  “You feel too fucking good, princess,” I groan, slamming into her. My cock erupts as I grab her breasts and kiss her roughly, each taking our pleasure from the other and giving it too, and my pretty princess with the dirty mouth moans in sweet fucking ecstasy.

  We slow down together and I put my hand under her back, scooping her up into my arms, taking her close. Holding her. Wanting her. Not wanting this moment to end.