Page 83 of Tempting Kat
His cock pulses at my words, growing impossibly harder.
“But make no mistake,” I continue, leaning down so my face is inches from his, my hands still around his throat. “You're going to pay for this for a long fucking time.”
Conrad's laugh is dark and delicious. “Good. I have plenty of money, baby. Make it hurt.”
I release his throat to slap him—not hard enough to really hurt, but enough to sting. His eyes flash with heat, his hands gripping my ass to guide me as I ride him.
“Oh no, not with money,” I snarl, grabbing his wrists and pinning them above his head. “I'm buying everything for the baby with my own money. And you can't spend a single fucking cent on the baby before they're born.”
His expression shifts from aroused to thunderous in an instant. “You can't fucking do that.”
I lean down until my lips are brushing against his, my nipples dragging against his chest. “Watch me, Gallo. There's a new head of household in charge now.”
Before he can argue, I crush my mouth against his, swallowing whatever protests he was about to make. His tongue immediately seeks mine, the kiss turning brutal and possessive.
I release his wrists to tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling hard enough to make him groan into my mouth. His hands immediately grip my hips again, his fingers digging into my flesh hard enough to leave bruises.
“I'm serious,” I gasp when we break for air, my hips never stopping their relentless pace. “My baby, my rules.”
“Our baby,” he growls, thrusting up to meet me. “And we'll see about those rules.”
I feel my orgasm building, that delicious pressure coiling tighter with each stroke of his cock inside me. “Fuck, I'm close.”
Conrad's hand slides between us, his thumb finding my clit with unerring accuracy. He circles it firmly, knowing exactly how I like to be touched.
“Come on my cock, Katarina,” he commands, his voice dropping to that register that makes my whole body shiver. “Show me how much you love me.”
His words send me over the edge, my body convulsing as the orgasm rips through me like a fucking hurricane. I throw my head back, my pussy clenching around his cock in violent pulses as I come harder than I ever have before.
“Fuck, Conrad!” I scream, my nails digging into his chest as my whole body shudders. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
He doesn't let up, his thumb still working my clit as I ride out the waves, making the pleasure so intense it borders on pain. My vision blurs, spots dancing behind my eyelids as I gasp for breath.
“That's it, baby,” he growls, his hips snapping up to meet mine.
I collapse onto his chest, my limbs turning to jelly as aftershocks ripple through me. But Conrad's not done. In one swift move, he flips us over, pinning me beneath him without ever pulling out.
“My turn,” he snarls, hooking his arms under my knees and pushing them back toward my chest.
The new angle has him hitting places inside me that make me see stars all over again. I'm still sensitive from my orgasm, every thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure-pain through my over-sensitized body.
“Too much,” I gasp, but my traitorous cunt is already getting wetter, clenching around him like it never wants to let go.
“Never enough with you,” he grunts, driving into me with relentless force. His face is a mask of concentration, sweat beading on his forehead as he pounds into me. “Never. Fucking. Enough.”
I reach up to touch his face, tracing the hard line of his jaw with my fingertips. “Come for me,” I whisper, my voice raw from screaming. “Fill me up again, Daddy.”
That does it. His rhythm falters, his cock swelling inside me as he throws his head back with a roar.
“Fuck, Katarina,” he groans, his body shuddering above mine. “You're going to be the death of me.”
He collapses beside me, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. His arm wraps around my waist, pulling meagainst him so my back is flush with his chest. His hand splays possessively over my stomach, where our baby is growing.
“So worth it though,” he murmurs against my hair, his voice softening with something that sounds dangerously like tenderness.
“So what happens now?” I ask, my voice raspy from screaming. “We just...become parents? You realize I have no fucking clue what I'm doing, right?”
Conrad's chest rumbles with laughter against my back. “Neither do I, baby. I might have a daughter, but that was over twenty years ago.”
