Family Affairs_Volume 1

by Fiona Davenport

  “I don’t think you’re going to fit.” When I was nervous, I tended to blurt out every thought in my head, and there I went, doing it again.

  He lowered his head, leaning in close to my ear. “I’ll be gentle.”

  Then he lifted me in his arms and carried me to the king sized bed, carefully laying me down on the mattress. He lifted one of my feet up, slowly unzipping the side zipper of my boot and pulling it off before doing the same with the other side.

  “I’m going to want you to wear these again, just so I can see you in nothing but these hot-as-fuck boots.”

  It was an incredibly sexy thought, but my lack of experience worried me. Made me nervous. “I don’t know what to do.”

  “I know, baby girl, and I love it. But I do, and I’ll show you.”

  His hands lifted from my legs and he took a step away from the bed. I watched, riveted by the sight of him unbuttoning his shirt. My gaze ate up all the muscles he revealed, but then dropped lower when he moved his hand to unzip his pants after he’d toed his shoes off. He allowed them to fall to the floor, joining his shirt in a quickly growing pile.

  His hard-on pressed against the material of his black boxer-briefs, making me swallow hard. I could barely breathe when his thumbs eased both sides down and his thick length was bared. He was even bigger than he’d felt. I tried to swallow again, but my throat felt swollen and my mouth was dry. With a quick shuffle of his feet, his socks were off and he was crawling onto the mattress with me.

  His eyes met mine, and they were filled with so much heat. But as he looked down at me, there was a softness in them as well.

  “Lilah,” he breathed against my lips. “My baby girl.” He dipped his head lower, his mouth devouring mine. His hands plunged through my hair, tugging at it. All my worries slipped away when he moaned into my mouth, and I was wholly focused on making him do it again.

  He made quick work of my skirt and sweater, tossing them to the floor until I was in nothing but my bra and panties. The masculine appreciation in his eyes made the quick trip I’d made to Victoria’s Secret to buy the pale-pink silk and lace set well worth it.

  “So fucking gorgeous.” He slipped his hand underneath my back to unclasp my bra and pull it off my body. “Fuck. Your tits are amazing.”

  He cupped them with his hands, kneading the flesh as he dipped his head to suck a pebbled nipple into his mouth. “And delicious,” he murmured when he switched sides.

  My hips jerked up at the tug of his mouth against my flesh. I felt each suck deep in my core. “Ethan, please,” I whimpered.

  “Does my baby girl need some relief before I feel her tight, virgin pussy around my cock?”

  “Yes,” I hissed.

  His fingertips drifted up my outer thighs until they reached my panties and tugged them down. Then they traveled back up the inside to spread me open. Head bent over me, his tongue flicked over my clit, and I exploded.

  “Ethan!” I screamed, as waves of pleasure rushed through me. I’d never felt anything like it before.

  “Give me another one, baby girl.” He slipped his fingers through my wetness, slowly sinking one inside me. I wanted to be embarrassed by how slick I was down there, but my mind was otherwise occupied. My pussy clenched against him, making it difficult for him to get very far. But when his tongue licked at my clit again, he made it past his knuckle while I fluttered around him. He twirled his finger around, stretching me, and my body splintered apart again when he tugged my clit into his mouth with a quick suck.

  As I lay there gasping for air, Ethan rose up to his knees and positioned himself between my legs. I squeezed my eyes shut as his dick pushed its way into my tight opening.

  “So wet for me,” he groaned, going slow until he filled me to the brim. I was frozen beneath him, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes at the pain of his invasion. “Give it a minute, baby girl. I promise it gets better.”

  He held still, his dick deep inside me, for what felt like forever. And then the pain eased, leaving a slight discomfort behind, along with a feeling of fullness—and pleasure. So much pleasure that my eyes popped back open when he started to move again. Our gazes connected as he thrust in and out.

  I braced my hands on his chest, my nails digging into his skin. His face was strained with the effort it was taking him to go slow, and I could tell how much it was costing him.

  “You’re mine,” he rasped.

  “Yours,” I agreed as he lost control, surging up and wrapping his arms around my back. He felt so good inside me as he rocked back and forth. Another orgasm was near. “I’m so close.”

  His hands traveled back down, tightening on my hips as he quickened his thrusts. Reaching his fingers in between my legs, he rubbed at my clit, and my pussy started to clench around him as I began to climax. After a few more thrusts, I felt the heat of his come filling me. I melted into the mattress, completely sapped of energy. Ethan’s arms loosened as he rolled to the side and dropped down onto the mattress next to me.

  “You okay, baby girl?” he asked, sounding concerned.

  “Way better than okay,” I answered. “I think I might be addicted to sex now.”

  “That’s an addiction I’m more than happy to feed,” he rasped. “With me, and only me.”

  Chapter Five

  Ethan

  I panted harshly as I waited for my heart beat to slow down. Fuck. I’d never experienced something so incredible, never come that hard in my life. Lilah was everything I could ever, would ever, want.

  My cock had barely softened, but then I leaned up and turned to look at my beautiful girl. The sight of my come leaking out of her, slightly pink with evidence of her virginity, had me becoming painfully hard once more. Leaning down, I brushed a kiss over her lips, smirking at her exhausted state. “Wait here, baby girl. I’m going to take care of you.”

  I climbed off of the bed and walked to the bathroom to fetch a cloth. After running it under warm water, I returned to find her in the exact same position, her blue eyes drowsy and sated. My chest was practically bursting with emotion, and though I was somewhat stunned by the abundance of it so fast, it didn’t scare me. It only made me want her more.

  I tenderly cleaned between her thighs, trying to ignore the need building inside me from the sight of her glistening, pink pussy. I’d been honest with her when I admitted to thinking about planting my baby in her belly.

  The image of her with a rounded and swollen stomach made my blood boil, my cock pulsing with the desire to make it a reality.

  It had been a conscious decision not to use protection, one I hadn’t discussed with her beforehand. For a split second, I felt a little guilty for my ulterior motive, but my desire for her, my need, it pushed away any doubt immediately.

  I would need to return to Texas soon, and I was determined to get Lilah pregnant before we left. No one, not even her father, could take her away from me if she was having my baby. I also hoped it would negate her anger at finding out who I really was.

  Done with my ministrations, I tossed the rag towards the bathroom and fell back down beside Lilah before pulling her into my arms. She snuggled into me and sighed with contentment. Her body fit mine like a glove, clearly made for each other.

  “Rest now, baby girl,” I murmured gruffly with a soft kiss on the top of her head. “You’re going to be sore, and I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to wait before I fuck you again.”

  She shifted restlessly and my arms tightened to hold her still. If she kept rubbing her silky skin against mine, I wouldn’t be able to hold out very long. With one hand, I began to rub slow circles on her naked back and her breathing eventually evened out as she fell asleep.

  A million thoughts were swirling around in my head, and they kept me from drifting off until the early hours of the morning.

  The ping of my cell phone, alerting me to an email, woke me a little after six. Lilah was sprawled across me, using me like a full body pillow, and I hated to disturb her by moving, but
figured the sound of my phone would do it anyway. As gently as possible, I reached to the bedside table and grabbed it. My thumb unlocked it and I opened up my email.

  There it was. The one I’d been waiting for. I hesitated, again torn at what to hope for. Telling myself not to be such a pussy, I clicked on the message.

  99% positive match.

  Lilah was officially my best friend’s little girl.

  She shifted and I quickly shut down my phone, tossing it back onto the nightstand. Her wiggling brought my cock to full attention, and I focused solely on my girl. My girl.

  “How are you feeling, baby girl?” I asked when she lifted her head. She smiled shyly, and I pushed her wayward hair out of the way so I could see her face.

  “Um”—her cheeks turned pink, striking a match and lighting a fire in my core—“incredible.”

  I grinned. I fucking loved how honest she was. Her every thought was broadcast on her face, but the way she blurted things out was so fucking cute.

  “Are you sore?” She squirmed again, seeming to test out her muscles and I grabbed her hips, stilling her. “Don’t move like that, baby girl,” I groaned.

  She froze and stared at me wide-eyed. “Oh, I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?”

  I suppressed my smile, not wanting to hurt her feelings. “Only by making me so hard I ache for you. I’m dying to sink back into your soaked pussy and make you come again.” My hips bucked slightly, emphasizing how much I wanted her.

  She moaned and it took every fucking shred of my control to keep from flipping us over and burying myself inside her. With one finger, I titled her chin up and kissed her softly. This time, when she whimpered, I lost my grip.

  I took hold of her torso and slid her up my body until she was fully straddling me and her sexy as fuck tits were right in my face. The rosy nipples were hard and I sat up to suck one into my mouth. She made another noise, and I felt the wetness of her pussy coating my cock where we were pressed together. Already, she was fucking soaked. I switched to the other peak and her breathing picked up, her hips beginning to rotate, seeking release.

  I let her nipple go with a pop and growled, “No! Your orgasms are mine, Lilah. You come when I say so and only when I say so. Is that clear?”

  She bit her bottom lip as she gazed down at me, her eyes heated to a darker blue and clouded with lust. I tweaked her nipple and she bucked involuntarily. With another warning growl, I smacked a hand down onto one of her ass cheeks.

  With a gasp, she reared back and looked at me in confusion. But, it wasn’t at why I had spanked her, I could see her struggling with the fact that she had liked it and wondering if she wasn’t supposed to.

  Her inexperience was such a fucking turn on. I couldn’t wait to teach her everything about sex, but I also hoped she never truly lost her air of innocence.

  “It’s okay to like anything we do together, baby girl,” I soothed. “Never be ashamed of the feelings and sensations we experience.” I palmed both her butt cheeks and squeezed firmly. “Although, it’s not really an effective punishment if you like it,” I teased.

  She blushed again and smiled coyly. “Because then I’d be tempted to be bad.” My hands tightened even more, likely leaving finger prints on her sweet little ass.

  “My little vixen,” I purred before taking her mouth in a deep, tongue dueling kiss. Lifting her by the ass, I positioned her over my cock and slowly lowered her, taking care to be as gentle as possible. When I was fully seated inside her, I flopped back onto the bed, my eyes shutting to revel in the blissfully tight, hot glove of her pussy surrounding me.

  “Lean forward and grab onto the headboard, baby girl,” I commanded. After she complied, her tits were hanging right over my mouth and I licked one rosy tip as my hands began to move her hips. She rocked forward and this time, not only did I spank her a little harder, but I bit her nipple lightly in warning. “I control the pace, Lilah. Don’t you dare fucking come until I tell you to.”

  She squeezed her eyes shut and nodded. I began to move her again, helping her to lift and fall as I thrust up, bottoming out every time.

  “Ethan!” she cried out, her head dropping back, her long hair cascading down and tickling my hands where they were clenched on her ass.

  “Yeah, baby girl,” I snarled. “I want to hear my name from your gorgeous lips. Yell it as loud as you want and I’ll give you what you need.”

  “Yes! Ethan! Oh! Oh, Yes! I’m—”

  “Come, Lilah.”

  She screamed my name as an orgasm ripped violently through her and it only made me desperate for more. I pumped harder into her, the bed squeaking from the force of my thrusts. Before she’d even completely come down from her high, I drove her up again.

  “Another!” I bellowed, and it triggered an explosion. I was so fucking close, but I was determined to come together this last time. If she was in the midst of coming when I let go, she would be all the more open to accept my seed.

  Sucking in my breath, I held on, driving up so furiously that our skin slapped together. On a whim, I unclenched my hands from her ass and pulled her hands off of the headboard before flipping us over, staying buried in her heat. I grabbed her thighs and pushed her legs up, knees bent and opened wide. I shoved a pillow underneath her and then returned to my deep, almost punishing rhythm. She was going to be raw afterwards, but all I could think about was making sure that she took every fucking drop of me.

  My balls tightened and a tingling grew from the base of my spine, spreading over me. Lilah’s hands gripped my biceps, her nails digging into my flesh.

  “Fuck, baby girl! I can’t get deep enough inside you. I want to live in this pussy. Oh fuck, Lilah!”

  I slipped a hand between us and pinched her clit, pushing her over the edge one last time. The bed hit the wall as I slammed into her twice more before letting myself break apart with a roar. I felt like I was suspended in the air, each molecule of my body splitting and vibrating with pleasure. Pulsing with my cock as I poured seemingly endless jets of hot come into her womb.

  One by one, each piece of me slowly came back until I felt whole again. I held most of my weight off of Lilah, but let my hips settle fully onto her pelvis. I kept her entrance sealed tight, making sure nothing escaped.

  Lilah drifted off, and I watched her sleep for a half hour or so before she stirred again. Satisfied that she’d taken all of me, I eased out, careful not to cause her pain. She winced a little and I silently berated myself for losing control. I left her for a minute to start a warm bath, then came back and swept her up into my arms and carried her to the bathroom.

  After cleaning us both up, I stepped into the bath and then lifted her in as well. Once we were settled with her in between my legs, her back resting against my chest, I decided to broach the topic of the future.

  One of my hands drifted to her tummy and I drew delicate circles around her belly button with my fingertips. “We need to talk about what’s going to happen now, baby girl.”

  Her head drifted back and she looked up at me, worry swirling in the blue depths. I smiled and pecked her lips, baffled as to how she could think I wouldn’t make this all work out. We agreed. She was mine. I wasn’t going to let her go for anything or anyone.

  “How long do you need to stay here before coming home with me?”

  She bit her plump bottom lip again and I pressed my thumb to it, releasing it from her teeth. “I forgot that you don’t live here. Holy crap. I don’t even know where you live. How is this even going to work? I barely know you and oh my gosh, we didn’t use protection. What if—”

  She was spiraling, so I made quick work of turning her to face me. I took her chin firmly between my fingers, forcing her to stop rambling and look me straight in the eyes.

  “You’re mine, baby girl. I’m keeping you,” I said in a tone that brooked no argument. “My heart knows you and right now, that’s enough. We’ll get to know all of the other stuff later. And as far as protection, I won’t ever put anything between
us. You may as well accept that right now. If you get pregnant . . . I can’t wait to see you round with our baby, Lilah.”

  Her eyes softened and she practically melted into me, resting her cheek over my heart. “My heart knows you too, Ethan,” she whispered. “Um, this seems like a silly question but, where exactly is your home?”

  I chuckled and lifted her chin with my index finger. “Our home is just outside of Dallas. It’s beautiful there, you’ll love it.” I got her settled in her previous position and spent some time telling her about where I lived and my life there, avoiding any mention of Samuel.

  Excitement was in her voice when she asked me questions and it caused warmth to bloom in my chest, knowing she was as eager to start our life together as I was.

  When the water was cold, we got out and I dried us both off before wrapping her up in a hotel robe. I ordered breakfast and we discussed plans for packing up her life in New York and transporting it to Texas.

  My company was fairly easy to run from anywhere since I had a trustworthy and competent staff. Thank fuck for that because I had no intention of leaving Lilah’s side. We decided two weeks was sufficient to get things in order, and it gave me time to tell her the truth and help her come to terms with it.

  Chapter Six

  Delilah

  My eyes popped open as I went from sound asleep to fully awake in a heartbeat and it hit me—I was only a few days away from moving to Texas with Ethan. The last week and a half had flown past in a whirlwind of details. He’d worked swiftly to get everything situated so the move would be easier on me. He’d hired a moving company to pack up the apartment. Bought me out of the lease, since my mom’s estate was legally responsible for rental payments until the lease expired in another nine months. He’d even made all the necessary arrangements with the utilities.