Chapter 33
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
THEA
He slips into my room, the scent of his freshly showered body permeating the air. I pretend to be asleep, but my body is alight with a need for reassurance.
Returning home from Sal’s didn’t go how I expected it to, not at all.
Massio has secrets, maybe even more than me, but the difference is, I’m prepared to open up about mine. Whereas I don’t feel like he’s ready to share his, and that hurts more than I want to admit.
We’re being reckless not using protection after only knowing each other for such a short time, and even more so when our relationship is built on a heap of secrets.
Though I can’t seem to put a stop to the growing need inside me for a baby of my own.
Of his. An idea he’s put there and only intensifies more every minute I’m around him.
He slips beneath the covers, and the heat of his skin scorches me from the inside out. My body becomes his as he positions his cock at my wet entrance.
“Are you awake, Little Brat?” he growls into my ear, sending a flurry of goosebumps over my skin.
“I need you so badly. I’m going to fuck you in your sleep if you’re not awake.
” Then he pushes inside, and I bury my head into my pillow to stifle the scream threatening to escape at the sheer size of his cock impaling me, but it helps to indulge in his words.
The prospect of him needing me, even in my sleep, has me smiling against the fabric, and I grip onto the sheet beneath me.
His knees are digging into the bed, straddling my ass, and his hands are caging my head in as he thrusts in and out of my dripping pussy.
“Fuck, you feel good, Little Brat.” He groans, and I whimper.
Leaning down to my ear, he says, “That’s it, moan for me, Little Brat.
Let your mommy know Daddy is fucking you. ”
My core clenches around him. “Oh, Jesus, Daddy.”
“Yes. Fuck, yes. Grip my cock like that, make Daddy come deep inside you.” His pace quickens.
“I’m going to make you scream, Little Brat.
I’m going to make sure your mommy can hear you scream.
Let her know you’re mine.” He surges inside me; the mattress squeaks and the headboard bounces off the wall with each rhythmic thrust. “Beg me to fill you with my baby. I need to.” There it is—the words I long to hear.
My body floods his cock with arousal. “Let’s tell mommy, Daddy put a baby in you.
” I bite into the sheet to stop myself from crying out, and my body coils beneath him.
“Daddy!” I sob into the pillow.
His growl is feral as his pace stutters and his warmth pumps into my womb. Then, with his chest still heaving, he whispers, “We need to talk.”