Chapter 192 192

Chapter 192 192
Whatever else I have to say to that, it gets swallowed up by his lips.

He hooks my leg behind his shoulder and makes good on his promise: he fucks me until I’m begging. Until I can’t tell if I’m still coming from a previous orgasm or if I’m being tipped over the edge again, over and over. “Ready?” he teases.

“Yes,” I babble incoherently. “Put your baby in me. I’m ready, I’m—ahh!”

He bites down on my shoulder and spills inside me. I can feel it everywhere, filling me up just like he promised, so much that I have to squeeze my legs around his hips to keep it from overflowing. And yet, I still can’t get enough: of this, of him. Of us.

So I keep chanting it to him. Every time he starts thrusting into me again, I sink my nails into his scalp and moan, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.

I’m ready for your baby.

The best part, though?

This time, I really am.