Page 46 of Unthinkable

Fuck, I should stop this.

“Immie?” My throat clogs, and I’m no longer sure what I’m asking.

“Please,” she pants out around my thumb, and pushes back on my solid cock. “Please put it inside me.”

“Just the tip, Little Nightmare. I’ll just put the tip in, okay?”

“Y-Yes.” Her moan is electric, and the shock hits me straight in the balls.

I guide it between her legs and nudge at her entrance. She’s wet and forbidden, pleading with me to fill her and bring her ultimate gratification. I know without a doubt I’m going to cum inside her.

My cock leaks more at the thought of her stomach round with my baby.

Forbidden and swollen with my child.

“Are you on birth control?” I whisper, hating each word.

“Y-Yes. Amanda took me for it.”

Disappointment lances through my chest, but now isn’t the right time, so instead of dwelling on it, I push the tip of my cock into her hole while gritting my teeth.

She lets out a small moan, and her pussy convulses around me. Oh, fuck, I think she’s coming. My hips move forward when her body tightens around me, pulling me in deeper.

“Another inch, just another inch, Little Nightmare.” I kiss the top of her head.

“Ahh,” she gurgles around my thumb, and I glance over my shoulder toward my sleeping wife while having barely any restraint on Immie. It’s taking everything inside me not to slam inside her, to hammer her to the mattress and force her to take every inch of me.

Amanda’s snores are rhythmic, so I turn back to the only person who matters, my girl.

“Did you fuck her?” Immie mumbles around my thumb, and her eyes glimmer with uncertainty.

“No. And stop talking with your mouth full.” I smirk, earning a soft smile from her before she moans, making a soft humming sound. Then she closes her eyes in contentment.

“Can you take a little more? I need to come deep inside you, Little Nightmare.”

She nods, and I push. The stretch around my cock sends a wave of euphoria through me.

She’s not a virgin; I know this. She was an abused girl when I met her.

But Jesus, I’m grateful she’s not given herself to anyone but me. I’ve never experienced anything like this; it’s like her body is molding around me, becoming a part of me. She’s becoming mine as if it’s her first time.

“Jesus, Immie,” I growl, my orgasm taking over, and with my cock half inside her, I grunt out my bliss, filling her as she sucks on my thumb like her life depends on it. My hand becomes frantic, toying with her clit, and I use the other to tilt her head, enabling me to press kisses over her face. Then I push my hand up her top and squeeze her tits, wanting to touch every single inch of her.

“You’re incredible, Little Nightmare.”

Kiss.

“So incredible.”

Kiss.

“Taking Daddy so well.”

Kiss.

Our bodies come down from the bliss, and as I pull out of her, my cum leaving her swollen pussy makes my chest swell with pride.

When I withdraw my thumb from her mouth, she’s breathless and panting.