Page 104 of Without Bound
“Congratulations. I know these last few weeks were tough, and I’m so proud that you pushed through.” I kiss her pink lips and immediately feel like I could ravage her.
With my mouth devouring her neck, she throws her head back and asks, “Does that mean I can stay with you again?”
While she was studying and preparing for finals, I banned her from sleepovers. I knew that a sleepover meant more than just that. It’s impossible to keep my hands off of her, and having her warm body laying next to me all night would lead to us beingupall night.
“Yes, baby girl. Until you leave for Louisiana, you stay with me.”
She pulls back from me and rests her hands on my shoulders. “Are you sure you won’t come with me? I could really use the backup.”
“No. I just can’t. I want to be there for you, but this shit with Nix and Viv is at a not turning back point. They’ve all made their decision and I won’t impede on that.”
Her jaw hardens and her breaths grow heavy. “I hate that man. You’ve been a part of that group since you were a kid. And yet he shows up, does what he does, and just because he’s about to marry Vivian he gets a free pass? Unbelievable. I want to scream at them. I don’t think they fully understand what they’re missing. Maybe,” she pauses, chewing on her lips and says, “maybe it would be best if I did move back to Louisiana. Then you’d have your friends back and all of this mess would be over.”
“Abso-fucking-lutely not. There is no way in hell that we are giving this up after fighting so hard for it. It’s not even an option, so put it out of your mind right now.” I cup her jaw in my hand and gently swipe my thumb over her lip. “Do you need a reminder of who we are and why we will always fight for us?” Her head moves slowly up and down. “Go lock the door Anais.”
She stands up and saunters over to the door, clicking the lock and turning to press her back up against it. The last time we were in this office together it didn’t end so well. I want to wipe that horrible moment from her mind and replace it with a memory that will only bring her excitement and longing.
I curl my finger and beckon her to me just as I stand and begin pulling my sweats down. She eyes me, already hard and aching to feel her, and licks her lips. My sweatshirt is tossed over my head and I stand there with my throbbing dick in my hand.
The sweatshirt that is cut wide and hangs off one of her shoulders is pulled down once she’s within arms length. I tug her to me and hear the fabric strain, but I’m too busy sucking her honeyed nipple into my mouth.
Her hand reaches out and covers mine as it strokes my cock. I growl around her breast and clamp onto her sensitive nipple with my teeth. She gasps for air and I twist her around and press my hand on her back, her chest connecting with the desk.
I take her hands and move them to hold on the edge of it and dip my fingers into her sweats and tug them to her ankles. My hands smooth up the back of her legs to her perfect and plump ass. I rub circles over it, soothing her pebbled flesh before raising my hand and coming down with a hard smack.
“Ow,” she jumps.
“That’s for even suggesting we end this. Don’t do it again.” I stand behind her and line myself up.
Condoms blew right out the window the moment I felt her bare pussy around my dick. I trust her to not lie and stay vigilant on her birth control until she’s graduated. Then I’m going to put so many babies in this belly of hers that you’d think I was trying to build my own baseball team.
I gather the dampness that has built in her dripping pussy and use it to act as lube, spreading it around the mushroomed head. I breach her gently until the tip rests inside, then slam all the way in.
She mewls and I move faster and harder and deeper. “Are you ever going to bring that shit up again?” I grunt into her ear when I pull her head back by her thick mane.
“No. I promise.”
Another thrust, another whine. “Do you understand that you belong to me and I belong to you.”
“Yes. Yes I under-stand.”
“Good. Don’t forget it. Now kiss me, baby girl, until this pussy runs dry.” I turn her head and capture her mouth with mine.
Our lips move and my tongue invades her mouth just as my dick does to her sweet, tight cunt. I refuse to let her out of this lip lock and kiss her senseless, all while fucking her until it all becomes too much and she comes, screaming for me to never stop.
I release her from the hold I have and finish pumping as my orgasm hits me. I fill her with my cum and chills spread over my body thinking about when the day arrives that I can do this to make a walking, talking, breathing version of us.
“What are you-thinking of?” she asks, her chest heaving with exhaustion.
I gently pull out of her and kiss her neck up to her ear and whisper, “About you. Always about you.”
I take a tissue from the box that sits on the cabinet behind me, and wipe her clean before helping her right her pants.
“You were thinking about procreating, weren’t you?” She chuckles softly and stands as I tuck myself into my pants.
“Procreating? That sounds so clinical. I was thinking about making a little you with a little bit of me.”
She pops up on her toes and throws her arms around my neck. “You kind of have a breeding kink, don’t you?”
