30. Chapter 29
Chapter 29
Marshall
Marshall
“ N eed something, princess?” I ask.
Elsie is standing in our kitchen, completely naked, and my cock is already hardening at the sight.
It’s been too long since I last saw Elsie, really saw her.
The vision of her before me is more magical than any memory I have of her.
Her breasts are full and heavy, preparing to feed our child, that’s due in a matter of weeks. Her belly has swollen and taken over her entire petite frame. The stretch marks on her stomach are a reminder of every milestone in this pregnancy, and I fucking love every one of them.
I want to reach out, to touch her and caress and kiss every inch of skin I can.
But I can’t do that. Not without her permission.
“Elsie, what do you need?” I ask again .
“Nothing.” She says, snapping herself out of her frozen state and wrapping her arms around her breast to hide from me. “It’s fine.”
Noting how her eyes track up and down my figure, I take a chance and step into her space.
“Don’t lie to me, princess. What. Do. You. Need.” I put a little growl into my final words, hoping that they’ll have her lowering her guard for me.
Elsie’s sky-blue eyes turn stormy as a battle rages inside her.
“If you need me, you just have to ask. That’s the rule.” I pause, hoping she’ll see how genuinely I mean my words. “Use me, Elsie. Let me give you what you need.”
“I need you.” She whispers.
I smirk, knowing I’m testing my luck. “Sorry? I couldn’t hear that.”
“I need you, you asshole.” She snaps louder.
“Nope. What do you call me, princess?”
“Daddy.” She sighs, but there’s heat in her eyes. “I need you, Daddy.”
“Good girl,” I say, backing her into the center island.
“This isn’t make-up sex.” She asserts.
“So long as it isn’t break-up sex, I’m game.” I quip. “Whatever you need, I’m here to give it to you.”
“Shut up and kiss me already.” She snaps, frustration furrowing her brow.
“Yes, ma’am.” I laugh, leaning down to kiss her lightly on the lips.
Electricity zaps through every nerve in my body when our lips touch, and soon, the kiss grows hungry between us .
I’ve been starved for this woman for weeks, for her smiles and teases, the sound of her voice, and the softness of her touch.
The satisfaction of taking care of her other necessities doesn’t come anywhere near the satisfaction I get from taking care of her physical needs.
This woman is mine, even if she’s fighting me on it right now.
She’s mine to take care of. Mine to use. Mine to love.
And I’m going to show every inch of her body how much I mean those words, even if I still refuse to say them out loud.
I know how well we fit together, how good the sex is, but also how connected we are, how our souls intertwine to create a perfect harmony between us.
Every action I take is a part of my plan to show her just how incredible our lives could be together.
Swiftly, I pick her up and turn to stride into her bedroom to find an already unmade bed waiting for us.
“Got started without me?” I tease, setting her down on the mattress and kicking off my running shoes and socks.
“Stop with the questions and strip.” She commands.
“As you wish.”
Teasing her, I thumb the waistband of my running shorts and tug them down just enough to reveal the V of my hips. When she reaches out to speed up my striptease, I push her hands away and take a step back.
“If I’m gonna fuck you, then I’m going to enjoy every moment of it, princess,” I smirk at the desire I see flaming in her eyes.
Slipping my hands into my shorts, I shake my ass as I turn around and push the shorts off a little bit more.
Glancing over my shoulder, I take in Elsie’s beautiful face that’s transfixed on my ass .
“You like what you see, princess?” I ask knowingly.
She nods, and I swear I can see a bit of drool at the edge of her mouth.
Shimmying my hips a bit, I let the shorts fall until I’m entirely bare, with tanned skin and tattoos on display.
I turn my shoulders slowly, making sure to keep the real prize still hidden from view.
“Tell me you want me,” I say in earnest.
I need to hear her say it, to admit that, despite every tension between us right now, she still wants this, us .
All I want is this woman and the future she represents for me. Everything I’ve ever needed, I’ve found in Elsie Snow.
One day, she will admit she feels the same. I’m sure.
I have to be sure.
“Tell me you need me, Elsie.”
“Fuck. Marshall.” She groans. “Get your ass over here and fuck me already.”
“Not until you say it.” I pout.
“Fine. I want you, you needy Neanderthal.” She laughs, and the whole room lights up at her joy.
I’ll take it.
Spinning around, I approach and stand before her so my hardened cock is at her eye level.
Her glittering eyes look up at me, hot as the blue flame that flickers behind her irises. “I want you in my mouth.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Take what you want, my queen.” I smile down at her.
When her small hand curves around my dick, I moan in appreciation. She puts the perfect amount of pressure around my shaft to have me already needing more .
Taking her time, she strokes as she admires my cock.
“I fucking love your cock.” She murmurs before taking my tip between her lips.
Warmth surrounds me, and every thought in my head flees at the sensation. Words turn to a buzzing noise in the background of my mind, and I can’t create a single coherent thought.
She bobs up and down my shaft, taking me deep in her throat with each descent down my length. Every nerve in my body is on fire, completely engulfed in the feeling of her mouth around my cock.
Elsie does her damndest to get me right to the edge, but I refuse to come in her mouth.
Her pussy is mine .
“Fuck. I can’t take any more.” I groan, pulling myself away from her grip.
She pouts at my retreat but seems satisfied with her work nonetheless.
“Couldn’t take any more, toy?”
“Oh, now look who’s out to play.” I chuckle. “What would my queen like next?”
“I want your cock in my pussy.” She says confidently.
“Fuck, yes,” I reply, striding over to the bed and pulling her chin up with one hand. “You want me to fuck you from above or from behind. What’s okay for the baby?”
“Fuck if I know. You’re the one with your nose in the baby books.” She laughs.
Man, did I miss that laugh.
“From behind it is, then. Grab some of your pillows to make yourself comfortable.” I say, giving her a kiss on the cheek and reaching for the pillows on the far side of the bed .
It’s sexy as hell to watch as Elsie does her best to get on all fours and prop herself up on pillows where she needs support, but I almost love it when she whines and asks me for my help even more.
Her ass is on full display before me, and I can’t control the urge to give her a thwack on her right cheek.
“Hey there!” She shrieks. “What was that for?”
“For having the best fucking ass I’ve ever seen,” I say, leaning down to give her a reverent kiss on her quickly reddening skin. “And I’ve admired a lot of ass.”
“Of course you have.” She grumbles.
“And yours is the one I’ve been searching for this whole time,” I say, cupping both cheeks and giving them a squeeze. “Fuck. You don’t even know how perfect you are, do you?”
“Just fuck me already, Marshall.” She says, looking over her shoulder.
“As you wish, my queen,” I reply, lining myself up at her entrance.
Wasting no time, I push into her, and my head falls back as her tight walls wrap around the head of my cock.
“Fuck, Elsie.” I groan, and she whimpers in response, already rocking back into my hips to take more of my cock.
I work my way into her tight channel with small thrusts until my hips are flush against her round ass.
When I still, she looks at me over her shoulder with a glare.
“Fuck me like I deserve, toy.” She commands.
I pick up my pace, thrusting in and out of her in a steady rhythm that has her head dropping back down to the mattress in pleasure. The moans and groans she lets out tell me I’m doing something right, and I keep a steady pace .
Her walls flutter around me and contract until I feel like she’s going to squeeze my dick off and keep me from continuing my pace, trapping me in place. But when she relaxes, I continue to plunge into her deeply enough to make her cry out my name.
Over and over, I push in and out of her, eliciting beautiful sounds from her mouth as I pant with effort.
Reaching around her hip, I find her clit with my fingers and press down with just enough pressure to have her crying out.
“Fuck, Daddy. I’m gonna come!” She screams.
I keep pace and match my fingers to the pulse of my hips, making sure everything is just perfect for her to go flying over her edge.
“Come for me, princess. Come all over Daddy’s cock and give him your pleasure.” I say, pressing closer and deeper into her center.
“Please, daddy. I need it. I need you.” She cries.
I need you .
Those three little words nearly have me coming myself, but I hold back, knowing there will be more time for that.
This is about her.
Her pleasure.
Her happiness.
Her love.