Page 90 of Secrets of the Brother
Her mouth opened as she breathed heavily.
I twisted my fingers inside of her until my thumb was pointing downward. I then slid it close to her tight asshole.
Her eyes widened as I pressed the pad of my thumb against her puckered hole.
I returned to kneel between her thighs. I leaned over her pussy, teasing her with the warmth of my breath. “Say you love me, babygirl.”
She licked her lips, then whimpered. “Fine! I love you.”
My mouth fell on her. Devouring her sweet pussy as I licked and laved.
Her back arched and stayed suspended in the air as she screamed her release.
The moment she fell back to the mattress, limp and spent, I swept my tongue over her pussy again.
“No,” she moaned. “It’s too….”
“Shhh.”
Keeping my touch light, I coaxed a second orgasm from her.
As her body trembled from the release, I reared up and placed my cock at her entrance. I sank in deep, relishing the feel of her tight, clenching muscles.
Her body jerked from the impact. I knew she was still getting used to the feel of my thick girth stretching her open.
As I increased the pace of my thrusts, I pulled her earlobe into my mouth, sucking on it hard. Whispered harshly into her ear, “I didn’t tell you the rest of my plan.”
Her half-closed eyes stared up at me.
My hips ground against her core as I brushed her tangled curls away from her forehead. My balls tightened. I ground my teeth, the pleasurable pressure along my shaft increasing. “I’m going to get you pregnant with my child. Then you’ll never be able to leave me.”
Bianca cried out as she shoved at my chest.
I rolled onto my back, gripping her hips and forcing her to straddle me.
“Pull out, Enzo. I mean it.”
“Never.”
She pulled on my chest hair as she tried to buck off me.
The pain spurred me on.
I bounced her on my shaft until I came with a roar, filling her with my seed. I then pulled her down on top of me, holding her close, refusing to allow her to dislodge my cock until every drop of my come had melted into her body.
Her head rested against my heart. “Why are you doing this to me?”
I stroked her soft, silky hair. “Because I love you, and you love me.”
She sniffed.
I could feel the first drops of her tears against my skin. “I’ve told you before, I don’t consider loving you a good thing.”
“I’m aware.”
“So why do you want to keep a woman who hates the love she feels for you?”
My hand paused then cupped the back of her head. I leaned up and kissed her forehead. “Life without you is hell. So if the trade-off for a life with you is a love reluctantly given, it will be heaven in comparison.”
