Baby for My Stepbrother

Chapter 10

There was no foreplay needed, no kissing or rubbing or teasing. All I needed was his cock inside me – hard, ready and without apology for any roughness that came with his desire for me.

Licking his fingers, he reached between my legs to wet the skin. The gesture wasn’t necessary; I was already wet and ready, desperate to have him inside me.

I pulled his cock free from his pants, positioning it at my opening and then, reaching behind to grasp the cheeks of his ass, I pulled him forward and inside my body. He watched me with unblinking eyes, his expression serious as I lost control as soon as he filled me. My body laid back on the table, my back arching as he moved my legs up so that my feet balanced on the edge of the wooden surface. He tugged my body down until my ass was hanging off the wood and he began to move inside me, watching me as he thrust in and out, our bodies slamming together as moans began to leave my lips.

He owned me in that moment and I wasn’t stupid enough to try and deny it. No man could make me feel the way he did when he fucked me. I was wanted, needed, protected … I was everything I needed to be for the time it took him to get me off and to find his own release after that.

Most of all, I felt free.

The table shook beneath us, the glass balls in the bowl in the decorative centerpiece shaking violently with every hard thrust inside me. All at once, my body responded, trembling over the wood as he drove me hard and fast towards a peak that felt like it would shatter me where I lay.

My shoulders pressed hard against the cool wood, my legs shaking at my sides. His hands gripped my body, his fingers digging into the skin as he watched me and dominated me in that moment.

I opened my eyes and saw him staring down, arrogance and ownership written across his expression as sweat trickled down the side of his face. He was beautiful and raw, strong and everything I ever needed in a lover.

I came – hard – my body feeling like is seized as my legs fell apart and his name rolled off my tongue. My head rolled back on the table and my eyes clenched shut as stars burst behind the lids. I could barely breathe, much less think and I rode the orgasm into the peaks of ecstasy where it led me. As euphoria settled over me, Dane found his own release, his cock thickening as it pushed deeper inside me and released everything that he had.

After several seconds, he pulled out of me, leaving me empty and sated on top of the wood table. His lips pulled up into a lazy grin and he leaned down over me, planting his hands against the wood on either side of me. His lips brushed softly against mine before he pulled up and said, “Now, what were you saying about me ordering you around?”

Breathless, I chuckled and answered, “I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

He smiled and smacked the cheek of my ass. “That’s better. Now sit your fine ass down in that chair while I cleanup our mess and finish your food.”

A smile tugged at my lips. “Yes, sir.”

He walked away without another word and I climbed down from the table to take my seat. I didn’t give as hit that I hadn’t put my panties back on or that the wood of the chair was cold against my ass. I’d cleanup that mess later.

For now, I would watch him continue cooking, continue tending tome and caring for me like he always had.

Dane was an asshole and he was an alpha in every sense of the word. But he was also now the father of my child and my boyfriend – and he would continue looking after me like he’d always done.

I smiled at the thought of it and realized how weird it was to look forward to the next nine months. Dane had made my decision for me, and for once, I looked forward to becoming a mother and having my stepbrother’s baby.

To Be Continued …