Page 38 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

“You got it, Bella.”

Just as she directed, I filled her swift and hard. Her knees buckled. I caught her around the waist before she fell on her stomach.

“I’m sorry, beautiful. You okay?” I queried before I moved an inch.

“Oh yeah, big papa. You know I love that rough shit,” she replied hoarsely.

Erie threw her ass back, signaling me to go ahead. Each stroke I gave my baby made me feel one step closer to heaven. That was the only way I could put it. Sliding in her felt like a tunnel of never-ending pleasure. Pulling out felt like an MMA fighter had my ass in a chokehold. Shit, she had grip.

“Fuck, Bella!” I wailed. “This pussy is so damn hypnotizing!” I slapped her ass. “Throw that shit back.”

“Yes, Ro! Just like that,” she retorted.

Erie threw her ass back faster. My baby had them cheeks clapping every time I pulled out to the tip and submerged back in her love nest. I pulled out again and tapped her spot. Erie squirted all over me.

“Oh, you like that, huh? Let’s try it again.”

This time when I pulled out, I immediately rammed back in her, and she blessed me again, raining down all over me.

“Fuck, Janeiro. I’m about to cum!” she screamed.

I leaned down to her ear and whispered, “Baptize me then, girl.”

I bit down on her lobe. She released hisses I’d never heard her express. I toyed with her clit and continued to drive into her savagely.

“Shit. I’m cummin’!” Erie sang loudly.

My strokes grew deeper and faster as she tightened around me. Within seconds, Erie had creamed all over me. My dick looked like it was coated in cream filling. I fell deeper in love with her every time it happened. I tapped that spot one more time, kick starting my own orgasm.

“Fuck, Bella.”

My head hung back while I basked in the big nut I’d just busted. Erie had me in wonderland. I groaned and grinned from the way her muscles tightened around me. After a while, her moves slowed down, and she threw her ass against me lazily. Bella milked me good. I pulled out and helped her turn on her back.

Sluggishly, I trekked to the bathroom and wet a new washcloth. I wiped myself off then cleaned her up. Erie had a fat pussy, so I made sure to clean her well. Afterward, I lazily tossed the towel on the nightstand and pulled the covers over us. I turned off the lamp and spooned my Bella.

Two days had passed. We ate, slept, and watched movie on top of movie in the theater room. Erie and I also made love and fucked every chance we got. I needed to feel my girl regularly.

We didn’t get a chance to do things like this often because of our busy schedules. I was perfectly content with just lounging around the house with her. At this present time, she was kicking my butt in UNO.

“Pick ’em up, big papa!” she yelled after slapping down two draw fours.

“Man, damn,” I groaned.

“Aww, don’t be a sore loser, baby.” Bella teased me in a baby voice.

“I give up. I’m ready to eat. We can pick this up later.” I pouted.

She laughed hard. Finally, her laughter died down, and we walked hand in hand into the kitchen.

“Any suggestions on dinner?” I queried.

“Let me think. I don’t want anything too heavy. I feel like I’ve gotten bigger since we been here. I’m thinking maybe some butter noodles with light Italian seasoning and oregano.” She nodded and rubbed her stomach.

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

Erie’s phone rang. She wobbled to it as I made myself busy with dinner.

“Hey, Daddy! What’s up?” She froze.

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