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I start fumbling with his zipper, because the way he speaks to me is so divinely arousing, I can never listen for long without getting desperate for a serving of him. His touch, his smell, the salty pour he gives me on command.

“Pussy,” I whimper, stroking his steel through the opening I’ve created in his jeans. “Hard and deep, please.”

Panting now, he propels me into the hallway that leads to the bedrooms, out of view of the window, stamping his mouth down over mine, kissing me with so much passion that it reaches my soul and I cry out from the emotion, climbing the front of his brick house body until I’m high enough to wrap my legs around his hips.

Eric’s hands are already under my dress, kneading my bare backside, moaning into our kiss to discover me with no panties. But he jolts when he grabs my thighs to open me wider and feels the stockings that stop mid-thigh.

His awed gaze searches out mine and he groans wildly, shoving his cock into me with shaking hands, filling me to the hilt with a strangled sound. “Oh, hell.Marlow.” A savage thrust rattles my teeth and makes me call for God. “I’ll have you pregnant in no time. I thought you’d never ask.” He fucks me so rough, I know he’s forgotten that I’m only a third of his size, but I cling to him, loving every pulse-pounding second. “What’s the promise I always make before getting you pregnant, baby? Say it and I’ll give you a huge load.”

“No matter how many babies we have, you’re my Daddy first.”

He wedges deep and blows with a hoarse groan, bringing me with him.

Into oblivion.

And a future that dreams are made of.

THE END