by Chloe Cox
Cole bent down, and licked her neck, his cock swelling as she shuddered.
“Bend over,” he growled in her ear. His hands moved to the flimsy sundress, pulling it up to her waist, while his foot slid between hers, spreading her. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, on his orders. It was a sight to behold.
“Look at me, sub,” he said, and reached down to pull, gently, on the belt that bound her wrists. Bette twisted her torso so her cheek rest on the bench, her eyes looking at him.
“I’m going to give you one more thing,” he said as he freed his aching cock. He wiped the drop of pre-cum on his finger, then lazily pushed it into her, noting how she contracted around him with a sigh. She was already so wet. She was always so wet for him.
“One more thing,” he said again, this time positioning the head of his cock at her entrance. Bette flushed as her entrance pulsed with arousal, as he got a grip on her hip with one hand, and on the belt with the other.
Then he pulled her towards him as he thrust into her, deep, all the way to the hilt.
“A baby,” he said. “I’m going to give you a baby.”
Bette moaned.
After that, Cole took his time. After all, they had all the time in the world. And he was going to enjoy every second of it.
The End
…for now
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