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“You’re mine, Becca. You’ll always be mine, especially when I turn you into a mama.” And then I slam my lips against hers.
I think she’s so dumbfounded by my declaration that it takes her longer than it should for her brain to process what I’m doing—shoving my shorts down to pull my heavy cock out and sweeping the fabric of her thong, soaked with her arousal, to the side. Becca yelps and braces her hands on my shoulders when I grip her wide hips to pull her closer, then angle my dick down to press it against her entrance.
My Adam’s apple bobs in my throat, and my heart pounds wildly in my chest with triumph when Becca drops her head back and rolls her hips to accept my cock in her pussy. She did that all on her own. All I did was hold her at just the right angle, and she took over.
When she’s fully seated on my lap with my dick buried to the hilt in her cunt, I palm her sweet ass cheeks and yank her back and forth, already on the brink of climaxing. Becca slips her fingers through my hair and adds a little bounce, making me go cross-eyed at the sheer intensity of the pleasure.
“Just like that. Such a good girl. Fucking ride my dick, Mama. Make me cum so I can fill your pussy to the brim. I can’t wait to watch my baby grow inside your belly.” I thump my head back against the headrest as I pump up furiously into her. “Our babies will give the twins a run for their money in the cuteness department. Though I hope they won’t be as loud,” I say with a snort.
Becca moans thickly, and she clenches tight, tight, tight, her arousal dripping onto my lap. She has always doted on our sisters from the moment they were born. Jumps at the chance to babysit and asks Mom and Dad all the time if and when they plan on having more kids.
She’s talked often enough about the dreams she has of her future family, and it used to make me so jealous thinking of her doing so with another man. I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she has that family with me. Give her my babies. Never allow her or another man to think he can claim her, her pussy, her womb, or her heart.
But then…“Shit, shit! No!” Becca comes to a screeching halt and fights against my hold on her ass as I try to yank her back down on my cock. “Oh my god, you have to stop. You can’t…you can’t cum inside me. We can’t do this!”
I lean forward and catch her bruised bottom lip between my teeth. “Yeah, that’s what you say, Mama. But tell that to your soaking wet pussy that’s trying to milk the cum from my balls,” I argue in a husky voice.
She shakes her head back and forth even as her inner walls ripple around my shaft while she pants and trembles on my lap. She fists my hair almost to the point of pain, pulling me closer. “We can’t! We can’t do this,” she cries, contradicting her body as she bounces once, twice.
“Fuck yes, we can!” I slip a hand between us to grind hard against her clit. I’m going to make her cum, make her clench so tight around me that my balls are forced to empty inside her. I wish we had enough room for me to flip her on her back, hike her legs in the air over my shoulders, and pound into her relentlessly. I’d haul her ass up with her shoulders flat on the seat so none of my swimmers could leak out.
Becca shrieks and jerks her hips, so I shove my tongue in her mouth to swallow and muffle the sounds she makes as I drive her to a violent orgasm faster than I thought possible. Thank fucking god Dad is blasting his music loud enough to make even the passing drivers go deaf so he doesn’t hear her when she rips her mouth away to drag in a lungful of air to cry out with her release.
“Samir! Oh god, Samir!”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing you screaming my name.” My cock swells when she does it again, and when she goes boneless, sagging against me to catch her breath, I dig my hands into her ass and use her body to get me off, to paint her insides with my cum like I did the bathroom mirror last night. “Take my cum, Mama. Take it all. Fuck!” I grit my teeth, brace my feet on the floor, and bow off the seat as my balls seize high and tight. My abs clench so hard that they spasm right along with my shaft as rope after rope of my cum floods her pussy.
By the time it’s all over, we’re both completely wrung out, even more so than when I fucked her reverse-cowgirl yesterday. When I drop my ass back to the seat and check on Becca, whose fingers have gone limp in my hair with her cheek lying on my shoulder, I find she can barely keep her eyes open. It makes me wonder if she couldn’t sleep last night, either. If she was thinking of me. Missing me. Wanting me. Then dreaming of me after she finally fell asleep.
I kiss the crown of her head as I slip one hand under her shirt to stroke her back. She hums and snuggles closer, tugging on my cock that’s still sheathed inside her, plugging her pussy. This is the closest we’ve ever been, heart to heart, her body lax and sated by me. It is the single greatest moment of my life.
I let my other hand drift to between her cheeks, lightly petting her lower lips that are swallowing my girth, then up to the little pucker I hope she’ll let me take one of these days. I’ll have to wait until after I get her pregnant since I don’t want to waste my swimmers, even if the idea of watching my cum leak out of her stretched asshole makes my heart jackhammer in my chest. Becca hums and arches her back slightly, tilting her hips while I circle her back entrance.
“Does that feel good?”
She hums again but then winces when I breach her asshole with just the tip of my index finger. Without lube and a lot of prep, I know it would hurt to fuck her there, even with just one finger, and the last thing I want to do is cause her any pain. So I back out and settle for stroking her there as long as she’ll let me.
When she yawns and pushes against my chest, twisting to the side like she’s going to climb off my lap, I pull her back. I kiss the top of her head and tell her, “Sleep. I’ll wake you when we make our next pit stop.”
“But…” she says with a barely audible breath, which is evening out with every beat that passes. She clenches her pussy walls around my half-hard cock once, silently pointing out her issue.
“I’ll hold you while you sleep—” so my swimmers can do their job, I add silently. Another beat passes, and figuring she must have fallen asleep before she could protest again, I whisper through a lump in my throat, “I love you, Becca. I love you more than you could ever know. You’re going to be the best Mama to our kids. And I promise to be the best Daddy, too.”
Becca, who apparently hadn’t drifted off to sleep yet, slides her hand down my chest to rest it over my heart. She whispers, “I love you, too, Samir. Just so you know…I always have. I know that it didn’t seem like it. That I argued all the time. I just…just thought you—our parents, too—would hate me or think I was disgusting if you knew how much I liked you—loved you. Still do. So I hid it. Tried to run from it.”
“Is that why you got so mad when I applied to UA? Because you were trying to run—and not because you hated me?” Becca nods, and I wrap my arms around her. A hot tear trails down my cheek as my dreams become reality. “How…how long have you been in love with me like I have been with you?”
But she’s finally fallen asleep, her warm puffs of breath caressing my neck. I don’t know how long we could have been together instead of fighting our feelings, but my heart swells with the knowledge that we have the rest of our lives to be together. No more wasted time. No more fighting. Just me and Becca and our babies. Our family. Forever.
Epilogue
Samir
My toes curl as I sit on my knees, a shiver skating up my sweaty spine when I pause after burying myself to the hilt in Becca’s unbelievably tight ass for the first time.
Becca pants for air, her tender, larger breasts jiggling as her chest rises and falls. Her hands are fisted in her hair—a sea of tangled gold on my black sheets—with her legs shaking uncontrollably over my shoulders.
Twisting my head to the side, I lick and kiss the inside of her knee, which smells like her coconut-scented lotion. I rub my hands up and down the backs of her silky thighs and ask, “Are you ok? Any pain?”
