In Love by Davenport, Fiona (love books to read txt) 📕

out of her mouth, and she pouted. I would have smiled if I hadn’t been trying so fucking hard not to come. “Another time, Charlotte. I promise. But if you put your mouth around my dick, I’m going to blow, and I don’t want to waste a single drop until you're bred.”

I took each of her hands and massaged the wrists, then sat her up so I could remove the tattered remains of her shirt along with her bra. “Before we get to that,” I grunted. “There’s the matter of your punishment.”

Her eyes went wide as I raised her onto her knees and urged her to turn around. “On all fours, baby.” She did as she was told but looked at me over her shoulder with curiosity and apprehension. “Trust me.” Charlotte nodded and turned around.

“We were up to four with your dirty mouth, baby.” I raised a hand and brought it down on one pale cheek with a smack! Charlotte gasped and squirmed. I did it again on the same cheek and repeated it twice on the other. My handprint had faded in seconds. Not good enough.

“Now, I’m going to punish you for making me chase you and the months of blue balls I had to endure.”

I spanked her ass a few times, then stuck a finger in her pussy to check her wetness. Fuck! She was dripping. I slapped a hand on her cheeks again and again, then growled, “Who does the body belong to, Charlotte?”

“You,” she whined.

More spanking. Her ass was a pretty shade of pink now.

“Who owns this pussy?”

“You! Oh! Oh!”

Now it was the most delicious shade of red, like an apple I wanted to take a bite out of. Charlotte's inner thighs were covered in arousal, and I slipped my cock between her legs to rub the tip in it, then I teased her entrance with it. “Who owns you, Charlotte?” I hissed.

“You, Rhett! Please. Stop teasing me. Fuck me,” she moaned.

I kissed each red cheek, then flipped her over onto her back and shoved a pillow under her hips. Leaning over her, I bent my neck so I could take her mouth in a hungry kiss. I took my time, savoring the feel of her mouth now that the time had finally come to stake my claim.

8

Rhett

“Take a deep breath, baby,” I murmured into Charlotte’s ear.

I slowly pushed my cock inside her, stopping every so often to let her adjust to being stretched so big. I finally reached her innocence and wanted her to relax as much as possible before I broke through it.

“Put your legs around me.” She wrapped them around my waist and inadvertently pushed me in a little more. “You’re already mine, Charlotte, but when I pop your sticky cherry, I’m planting a baby inside you so everyone, including you, knows it every time they see you.”

“Caveman,” she whispered with a little giggle.

“You know it, baby.” I kissed her deeply and shoved my way through the barrier, then used every scrap of control I had to stop. “Oh, fuck, Charlotte. Fuck! You feel incredible. Are you okay?” She’d gasped and gone stiff for a few moments, but her muscles were softening, well...not the ones around my dick. She was holding me inside so hard I was a little worried she might break it.

“I’m good. I think...will you, um, can you move please?” The last part of her request came out as a desperate plea.

“Hearing you tell me that you love me is the only thing that tops the sound of you begging me to fuck you, baby,” I grunted. My hips rotated slowly, experimenting to see if she was beyond the pain. When she threw her head back and moaned long and loud, it broke the floodgates. I pulled back a little, then punched forward, burying every inch inside her, the tip bumping into her cervix.

“You stayed unprotected for me, right? Nothing is stopping me from impregnating you?”

“Not a thing. Fill me, Rhett,” Charlotte whispered. “Let’s make a baby.”

I grabbed her legs from around my waist and pushed them back, opening her up to my view and tilting her hips a little more. When my cock emerged, it was covered in cream tinged with red. Any remaining blood in my body drained straight to my cock. I wanted to wipe it up and save the towel so I could pull it out and look at it whenever I wanted a reminder. But, as much as Charlotte had grown up with a father as obsessed with her mother, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t be freaked by her husband saving her virgin blood as a stamp of ownership.

I drove back in and shouted when her walls came around me like a vise. “Fuck! Oh, fuck! Yes, baby. Squeeze that pussy.” I didn’t bother working up to fast and hard because I was mindless to my hunger. I fucked her deep, watching, mesmerized by my cock moving in and out. I loved that nothing hid my view. “I want this pussy to always be bare, Charlotte,” I commanded through gritted teeth. “Nothing between us. Ever. Is that clear?”

“Oh, yessss,” she hissed. “Mmmmmm, yes! More!”

I grabbed another pillow and shoved it under her ass, then got to my knees and pushed her bent legs back against her chest. At this angle, she wouldn’t lose a drop. I rutted between her thighs like an animal in heat, wild and abandoned. “Charlotte! Oh, yeah. Fuck, yeah. So good. Yes, baby! That’s it. Fuck!”

“Rhett!” Charlotte’s head thrashed from side to side, and her body tensed. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh! Oh!”

I reached between us and pressed my thumb down on her clit. “Rhett!” She screamed my name over and over as she tumbled over the edge. Her spasming muscles massaged my dick, milking my dick until my climax slammed into me light a fucking freight train.

Roaring her name, I stuffed her full of my fat cock and exploded. I was right up against her womb, so I rocked