Page 24 of Teacher's Pet

“I don’t want to talk about him. Good riddance to bad rubbish.”

“Where’s Harley?”

“Staying at your sister’s.”

I feel my heart thump and my pussy tighten. I hold my hand out. “What are you doing, Mr. Marcone?”

He stalks me, his strides patient, controlled. Like a big cat playing with its food.

He licks his lips and my pulse triples, my breath panting out.

“I’m about to make love to you, Mrs. Marcone. And I’m gonna make sure that we make that baby we’ve been talking about.”

I lift a brow in challenge. “Oh really? You think you can just get me pregnant like that?” I snap my fingers and he grins.

“Oh, I think so. I’ve got this all planned out and I’m about to fuck you so long and so many times that you’re gonna be full of my little swimmers and I’m sure one of them will find the right spot and get you knocked up.”

I flush and fiddle with my purse, dropping it to the ground. “Let’s see what you’ve got!”

And he’s on me, his arms around me as he laughs and whirls me around.

“I already know. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.”

I laugh and throw my head back. “I just found out yesterday. Give me five minutes to figure out how to tell you!”

“How about, baby I’m pregnant!”

I throw my head back and drown in his icy gray gaze. In the love in his beautiful eyes. In the hope and happiness that I see every time I look at him.

He spins me around and towards our bedroom. “I’m still gonna show you just how I’m gonna get you pregnant the next time!”

“How many babies do you want?” I laugh as he tosses me on the bed and I bounce until he pounces on me.

His eyes stare into mine. “As many as you do. I want to see you rounded and glowing with my baby.”

His lips land on mine and his hands find the buttons and snaps of my skirt, yanking it off and pulling my sweater over my head. I moan as I feel his calloused fingers on my skin.

“I love you, Foster!”

“I love you more, Tally. So much more than I ever thought I could.”

His hands touch me everywhere and that fire rages under my skin, flaring into life and flaming away all my thoughts until I’m awash in a sea of pleasure and love.

He slides inside me and it’s like the first time. It’s so much.

“God, you feel good, baby,” he husks under his breath, shuddering.

“I love you. You make me feel so damn good,” I whimper, my hips slamming up into his as we move together, our bodies igniting that fire and twisting and turning in the wild, out-of-control flames.

He sucks in a sharp breath and I feel his body quake over me, tensing as he drives himself into me, his thick shaft rubbing deliciously along my walls, driving my pleasure into the stratosphere until I’m shaking and falling over the edge, screaming his name.

“Foster!”

He stills and I feel his seed splashing against my walls and deep inside my body. Feel his shuddering release as we fall…together.

“I love you!” I whisper as he tugs me tight into his arms, kissing my cheek.

“I love you more, baby. Always and forever, you’re mine.”

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