by C. M. Steele
“Sebastian. I have to tell you something.”
“What is it, baby?” I thought she was going to change her mind.
“I’ve never done this before.” I smiled down at her. Pride, joy, male ego giving me all the motivation I needed to not come on the spot. We were in the same boat, and after tonight there was no way I was going to let anything separate us.
My eyes roamed over her whole body from the tips of her toes, to her sweet, covered pussy, all the way up to her sexy breasts before slowly returning to meet hers. “Kaylee, I promise to make this great. You and I have got something so special. It’ll be magic.” I wasn’t just spitting out shit to reassure her; I felt that shit.
I took her mouth again before making my way down her silky smooth body. I teased and loved her nipples, biting and marking her in other spots before placing little feathery kisses where I planned for our babies to grow. Fuck, impregnating her made spill some pre-come onto her thigh. Soon, I’d have all the things I’d never pictured in my life. I’d have things I didn’t know I wanted before I saw her. It was like I’d been hit with Cupid’s arrow.
I gave our baby’s future home another kiss before licking my way to her hidden treasure. I gripped the edge of her panties and slipped them off, making sure that my hands caressed every inch of her legs.
Working my way back up to her honey pot, I parted her thighs to fit my broad shoulders and pressed my nose into her thatch of dark curls. She smelled like heaven and tasted even better. I opened up her wet lips, licking her clit, which was peeking out. Sucking it in between my teeth, I made her hips buck off the bed. Hell yeah, I was doing it right. She gripped my head and rubbed it, then pushed my face harder into her pussy. I squeezed her thighs and drank up all her juices.
My lips made out with her clit while I slipped my finger into her opening. Her body was tight. Moving it in and out, then adding another finger, I tried to stretch her as much as possible. My dick was too damn big for her small, unused pussy. As I bit on her clit, she cried out, coming on my tongue and fingers, soaking them with her release, making me harder than I could ever have imagined. My pre-come smeared on the bed. Her body shook as she rode out her orgasm. I had to pull away to look at her. She was fucking beautiful when she came.
After kissing and nibbling back up her body, I leaned in to kiss her mouth. “You taste amazing, Kaylee. Are you ready for me?”
“Yes, Sebastian.” I didn’t hesitate to push my cock into her pussy. It was so tight; I didn’t realize how tight it would be. My pre-come was squirting at her entrance, and I had to think about greedy women to calm me down. It worked until I thrust into her untouched pussy, tearing her barrier. I came instantly. Fuck, I didn’t know what to do. She was crying and I’d already come. I done fucked this up. Shit.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t think. Calm down.”
My dick was still buried in her tight heat and aching to come again. I kissed her jaw and worked my way to her lips. We kissed passionately before I started to rock into her. She slowly started to press her hips up, begging for more. My cock throbbed as I felt her walls squeeze the come out of me.
I rolled to the side and wrapped her in my arms. I had to tell her the truth because I wanted her to stay.
“Kaylee, there’s something I need to tell you.”
“Oh, no.” The fear in her eyes made me feel guilty for making her uncomfortable.
“It’s nothing bad.”
“Then why are you looking at me with such concern?”
“Because…it’s embarrassing.”
“Do you have some sexually transmitted disease or something?”
“No, Kaylee. I couldn’t have caught an STD. I never had sex before.”
“Don’t bullshit me, Sebastian. A man like you—handsome, rich, successful—should have had a whole list of lovers. It’s not something I didn’t think about before we had sex.”
“I’m telling you the truth, woman. I grew up dorky-looking and a nerd. Until my dad died and I inherited his fortune, girls made fun of me. Once they knew about my money, I had a whole harem-worth of skanky teenage girls trying to make me fall for them. There was just one problem. They couldn’t make it past one basic question about me after claiming they loved everything about me.”
“And what was that question?”
“What do I like to do for fun?” Most didn’t know because they never looked past what I could offer or even long enough to actually talk to me. They learned nothing about me except my net worth.
“Really? I’m not that sure, either.” She gave me a discouraged look.
“That’s because I never told you. Besides, it’s changed now.”
“So what do you like to do for fun?”
“You.”
“Well, are you done having fun or not?” she asked, biting her bottom lip while running her hand up and down my shaft. “Never mind, I have my answer.” My cock was standing tall, so I picked her up to ride me.
Raising her ass, she adjusted herself to my length and slid down as far as she could go. Slowly, she rocked and ground deeper onto my cock. My constantly flowing pre-come coated and eased her way down.
“Um…” I moaned, biting my lip and tossing my head back against the pillow. My hands gripped her hips as I helped her fuck herself on me. I couldn’t stop the pleasure she was giving me or even slow it down. The view was fucking stunning. Her large breasts on her tiny frame were bouncing in slow motion as I lifted her on and off my dick.
When she threw her head back in ecstasy, I started thrusting upward, pressing on her nub with my thumb. Her long loose hair brushed against my balls, making me come deep in her womb.
“Sebastian!” I loved hearing my name from her lips.
Chapter 8— Four weeks of Bliss
It took three weeks to convince her to give up her apartment. It wasn’t like I let her sleep at her place since that night. She was mine, and there wasn’t any reason for her to stay away from me. We spent time together every change we got
Kaylee had class Monday through Friday. Normally, she had to work three days a week, but I made her quit her job. After I claimed I could give her a temporary paid internship, she turned in her two weeks’ notice. I planned to let her intern for now because she was brilliant and qualified, but as my wife I had no intention of letting her work. I had a fortune, and she just needed to care for all the kids I hoped to put in her.
After our first night, she wanted to get on the pill because I refused to wear a condom. Fuck that. I wanted her knocked up as soon as possible. I had to keep her any way I could, so I told her ass that was a no-go. It took eating her out for an hour, making her come five times, for her to cave.
She wanted my babies but was worried about her career. When I told her I wanted her to stay home and care for our babies, she went off on me.
“Damn it, Sebastian. I’m not going to be just a housewife.”
“Baby, being a mother is a rough job. I watched my mother struggle when my parents divorced. It wasn’t easy, and there was always something she had to do for me or the house. I’m going to be at your side any chance I get, but I want you to have an easier time loving, teaching, and pampering our babies. I don’t want you to miss any of the milestones that I know I will. Do you want a sitter to teach our kids to walk?”
“Must you say shit like that? Of course I want to be a part of our children’s lives. I told you about my childhood. My mother was stuck with me and pawned me off as much as she could. I don’t want to do that to our kids.”
“Well then, you can help at the lab whenever you can, but I don’t want it to be your priority. You’re amazingly brilliant, but I want you as my wife and the mother of my children first. A mad scientist can be a side project.”
“Okay, but just for that, I want you to promise that you’ll stop working sixty hours a week.”
“I will. I already cut it down to fifty this week, didn’t I? And that’s only because you were in class until seven every night.” I pul
led her into my arms. “I don’t like being away from you, my love.”
“Me neither.” She kissed me back. I loved the power she put in my hands. Her body was so blissfully giving, just like her heart.
I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the sofa. She was only wearing a tank top and pajama shorts, exposing all her curves to me. I was horny from the instant I walked through the door.
Lifting her top up, I placed kisses on her flat belly. Her skin was soft and sweet. I licked and bit just above her navel. She moaned and tugged on my hair. I smiled against her flesh and moved lower, pulling down her tiny shorts. Once I got them down her legs, I roughly parted her thighs. The more I touched her, the more I craved her.
“You smell perfect, baby,” I said, burying my nose in her wet curls. Fuck, she was pure sweet honey. I started to lap up her wetness from her lips, causing her thighs to tremble. My good woman loved to have her pussy eaten out, and I was the only man for the job.
“Oh, Sebastian.” When she purred my name, it commanded my dick to pay full fucking attention. I groaned as my suit pants were getting tighter.
Parting her lips, I slipped a finger into her pussy. She jumped, then pushed back down onto it. My mouth joined my finger, sucking up all her juices as I pulled more from her heat.
Inserting another finger, I sucked her nub into my mouth, sending her spiraling into an intense face-riding orgasm.
Fuck getting undressed. I got my pants down far enough so I could bury myself in her core. Sliding her back against the back of the sofa, I got on my knees and drove my cock deep into her pussy. We both sighed as I filled her up. I didn’t know if I’d ever get used to her tightness, but I loved every second of it.
I gripped the back of the sofa, pumping into her fast and hard. My clothes were sticking to me as I held on to my control. Kaylee always had me on edge. I was ready to come on the spot with just her touch. She wrapped her legs around my waist, enjoying and needing the pounding I was giving her.
“Sebastian!” she cried out, coming on my cock. I followed her into heaven, coming hard and squirting her walls with my seed. After draining me of my come, she pulled my face to hers, kissing me possessively. Once we couldn’t breathe anymore, we pushed away from each other.
I sat back on the sofa and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her back to my chest. I held on to her and closed my eyes. “I love you, Kaylee.”
It was the first time I’d said those words, and I was afraid that I wouldn’t hear them back. I’d held off telling her since I realized my feelings the first night. I’d spent years being rejected for being myself. The only reason I had women following me was my wealth—nothing more.
The silence hanging in the air was deafening. My heart felt heavy and like it would crack at any second. Once I was brave enough to look at her, I realized she was gone.
What the fuck happened? I thought maybe she snuck out when I said it, but then I heard the shower upstairs. How long had she been up there? I rushed up to our bedroom, practically taking the door off the hinges, freaking her out.
“Oh my God, Sebastian. What’s wrong?” She was wrapped up in her terry cloth robe, with her long locks in a towel.
“Baby, when did you come up here?”
“After you fell asleep about ten minutes ago. I’m sorry. Did I scare you?”
“I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep.”
“Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” Fuck, she didn’t hear me say I loved her. That was good and bad. I’d have to tell her again and risk the rejection, but at least she hadn’t rejected me. I felt like a jackass.
“Yes, baby. I’m wonderful. I guess you wore my ass out.”
“Well, it’s fair because you beat my pussy into submission.”
“So I suppose going out to dinner is out of the question?”
Oh, shit. I’d forgotten that we had dinner reservations.
“No, we have time. Just let me change and we’ll head out when you’re ready.”
“Cool. Just so you know, I invited your mother and Thomas to join us.”
“What?!”
“What’s the big deal? You saw her kissing some guy. She’s not dead, you know. She might care for some companionship.”
“It’s not a big deal. I just wanted to be alone with you tonight.” I hoped to ask her to marry me. The ring was ready this morning, and I picked it up on my way home.
“You don’t want to meet him, do you?” she said in outrage, like my not being interested in talking to the man who’s fucking my mother is that bad.
“I don’t care to think about them screwing while I try to eat.”
“Seriously, you sound pretty fucking childish, Sebastian.”
“I don’t give a fuck. I’m not going.”
“Fine then. Stay home and cook for your damn self, but I’m going.”
“The hell you are. You think I want you roaming the city looking like the sexy woman you are without me?”
“Then I suggest you get your equally sexy ass dressed and get over the fact that your mom wants to not be lonely.”
“You think she’s lonely?”
“A duh! Men!”
“What makes you believe that?”
“You’ve been her sole companion all these years. You work all the time. She has friends but doesn’t have someone to spend her evenings with. Why do you think she’s pressuring you for grandbabies? She wants to feel loved and needed.”
“But what if he isn’t good enough for her?”
“Well, how the hell will you know if you don’t meet him?”
“Do you and my mom chat all the time or some shit?”
“Every other day. You’re at work, and I only have a few friends.”
I freaked out thinking she wasn’t happy, so I asked, “Are you lonely?”
“No. God, no. Please don’t think that.” She grabbed my face and pulled it close to hers. “I miss you when you’re gone, but it’s the way it is.”
“Thanks for kissing some sense into me.”
“Anything for the man I love.” Did I hear her correctly?
“You love me?”
She blushed and looked down at her hands.
“Kaylee. I love you, too. I love you so much it scares the hell out of me.”
“Oh, Sebastian.” Our mouths connected again, but this time I carried her to our bed. She pushed me away. “No, we can’t or we’ll be late.”
“I don’t care. I need you. They can wait.” Hearing her love for me was sending me into a fit of desire. I wanted her immediately. I stripped down and tore off her robe before undoing the towel in her hair. I climbed on top of her and thrust into her pussy.
Her hands clawed at my back as her thighs rubbed against mine. I thought I was going to take her fast, but my feelings had me switching it up. I wanted her slow, wanted to savor our love.
“Say it, Kaylee. I want to hear you say it.”
“I love you, Sebastian.”
I closed my eyes and took in her words. Our bodies moved slowly, every inch of us joined. I moved lazily inside her as I absorbed her passion.
My lips moved to every inch of her neck and made their way down to her breasts. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, softly at first, teasing her, before I sucked hard. Her nipples were so sensitive that it was sure to bring her body close to coming for me.
She tugged me up to her face, taking my mouth again and pressing her pelvis into my cock, sending both of us to bliss. I came deep in her, hoping my seed would take root this time. I collapsed on top of her, and she held onto me like I wasn’t a hundred pounds heavier than her.
She’d had her period a few days after we met, fucking up my mind and the rest of the week. I was tempted to fuck her in the shower, but I didn’t want to hurt her or anything.
“We have to get ready,” I said, lifting myself off her and dropping to the side. I took a deep breath before I hopped off the bed.
“Okay. I’m going to get up in a minute.” She closed he
r eyes and crawled back under the covers.
Letting her rest, I walked out of the bedroom and down into the kitchen for something to drink. It was time to call my mother. She picked up on the first try.
“Hey, Mom. I’m sorry, but we can’t make it to dinner tonight.”
“So you just don’t want to meet him?”
“What is with you women? No, I really don’t at the moment, but that’s not why. Kaylee fell asleep right now, and she was the one harassing me to get dressed.”
“Oh, I told her that would happen with the baby.”
“The baby?”
“Oh, shoot! You didn’t hear that from me. Damn it. She told me she was going to tell you today.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Kaylee was going to make me a father. Shit, yeah!
“Mom, we can have dinner in a few days, but I hoped to ask her to marry me tonight.”
“You’re not asking her because she’s pregnant, are you?”
“Of course not, Mother. I love her and she knows it. I ordered the ring the first Monday after we met. It was finally ready today.”
“Congratulations!”
“Thanks, Mom. I’ve got to let you go.”
I hung up with her and went to check on my woman. She lay there completely passed out. I stood and just stared at her. She was perfect. Her long black hair spilled over the pillows. The blanket was pulled all the way up and wrapped under her arms. My eyes moved to her belly. It didn’t look any different, but I knew soon she’d be very, very round with my baby. My dick was hard again like I didn’t just come ten minutes ago.
I jumped into bed and pulled her into my arms.
She woke up as soon as I did that and gave me a huge grin. “I love you, Sebastian.”
“I love you more, Mrs. Valentine.” I slid the ring on her finger and kissed her mouth. Her declaration of love sealed her fate. There was no need for approval. She was mine, and I wasn’t letting her go.
Chapter 9—Becoming Mrs. Valentine
