The first time had been an accident. I'd assumed she was on the pill. This time though, it was different.
I hadn't wanted to stop. I realized in half a second I wanted everything from her. Including a baby. My primal instincts were kicking in.
Baby. Fucking. Baby. Fucking. Baby.
Oh hell yeah it sounded good.
It was something I had never thought about before. But suddenly, having a baby with Belinda made perfect sense.
What a beautiful baby it would be.
I kissed her but her lips were hard and unyielding.
"What's wrong sweetheart?"
"Let go of me."
I lowered my arms, standing there buck ass naked with a massive hard on. I ran my hand through my hair, utterly confused.
"Okay. Yeah. We should talk."
"Yes. We can't do this again. It's too risky. If my dad finds out he'll kill us both."
"No Bellie. That's not what I meant."
"What do you want to talk about then?"
"If you want to keep this secret, you are going to have to play by my rules."
"Rules?"
I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest.
"First of all, you're mine. You don't so much as look at another guy. Got it?"
Her jaw dropped. She got it. I continued.
"Second of all, I call the shots. When, where, how much."
"How much what?"
I grinned.
"How much we fuck."
Her mouth snapped shut. Her cheeks were practically glowing pink. Oh yeah, she was getting it alright.
"This is a long-term arrangement. You play by the rules and I will treat you like a queen. You don't have anything to worry about. I promised to take care of you, with or without a baby. No matter what."
"No matter what?"
I nodded wisely.
"Yes. You and our baby."
She stared at me, her pretty lips curling into a smile. I was about to pull her against me and reward her for being so reasonable when her finger poked my chest.
Hard.
"Let me tell you the rules."
My jaw dropped. My angel looked like a devil. A hot, sexy she-devil. Her eyes were blazing. Her red hair was wild around her face.
That smile had not been friendly. Not at all. Bellie was pissed.
"Rule number one. Don't call me. Ever."
She poked me again.
"Rule number two. I'm not your girl or your property."
She poked me even harder. I winced. I was going to have a bruise on my chest. I wondered briefly if she played piano. Her fingers were that strong.
"Rule number three. You will abide by my rules or I will make your life a living hell!"
She looked at me triumphantly as she grabbed her purse and stormed out of the room. I rubbed my chest. Damn, that had not gone according to plan.
I frowned. I'd been wanting to take a crack at her before she left. Another couple of cracks, to be honest. We hadn't even gotten to the good part!
Now I was standing here, alone and naked with my still hard dick in my hand. I ran to the window, just in time to see her hot little ass running down the sidewalk. I frowned.
What the fuck was I supposed to do now?
Well, duh. I was supposed to finish. Even if it was only in my head.
I opened my bedside drawer and pulled out the lube. Handy for tight squeezes and alone time. I had a date with my fist.
I layed back on the bed and tried to go back in time to about five minutes ago. Belinda was underneath me, naked. Her big eyes stared up at me as she whispered.
Make a baby inside me Kyle... please!
I squeezed the tip of my cock, letting my grip loosen as I slid it down to the base. A few long strokes as I imagined pressing my dick inside her hot little snatch. Then it was off to the races.
Fuck me! Harder! Harder!
Hmmfff she was a greedy little girl, begging for my cock! My head rolled back and my feet started to tingle. I was getting close.
I went for it, stroking my jock for all it was worth. In my mind I saw Belinda coming, her head tossing back and forth on the pillow.
Don't stop! Don't stop!
I groaned as my balls tightened up and released, shooting a wad of come all over my stomach. I stroked slower now, imagining her begging me to fuck her again. Right away. She wanted more of my cock. She needed it.
A few last spurts shot out, spilling over my hand. I stopped stroking and caught my breath. Even in my head, she was fucking amazing.
I smiled to myself. She would be annoyed if she knew I was jacking off to her. I was pretty sure about a thousand guys had already done that though.
Thanks for the ride, Miss Priss.
I got up and got dressed. I decided to get something to eat. I had to give her time to calm down and see reason. She was mine, in real life and my fantasies.
I'd give her 24 hours to cool off. And then, I was going to battle. I'd use every tool at my disposal to get what I wanted. Her, in my bed.
Permanently.
Of course, she might already be pregnant with my baby. Then it was a done deal.
No way was she running from that.
Belinda
Unreal!
Unbelievable!