Her pregnancy scheme

Want

Chapter 4

His hand moved over the hem of my flimsy skirt pulling it up. His hand tracing the inside of my thigh; my p***y lips already moist.

“You're so wet, " he said with a low voice.

If he touches me there, there's no turning back.

“Marcus,” I said as I gripped his wrist.

He turns to look at me, “Is this too much for you? Should I stop?”

I couldn't let go or say no. For a second I thought of how selfish I would be if I deprived both of us of this moment.

Without hesitation, I pull his hand closer without saying a word. In a way it was clear I wanted more.

“You love this huh!” He teased me.

His fingers found its way to my c**t rubbing it down to my opening as he slid his two fingers in. sucking my c**t and stroking me with his fingers at the same time. I stifle my moans, but the pleasure gets intense. unable to hold back, I let out a loud moan as I ran my fingers through his hair, matching the rhythm of his tongue roaming my c**t.

He sucked me so good with his tongue that my legs became weak and shaky. Unable to hold in any longer, my eyes rolled backwards, impulse running through my body to my p***y as I groaned.

He chuckled, “I bet you need more.”

His hand holds my butt firmly as he carries me up, and before I know it, I am hanging in the air in his embrace. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck.

His breath touched my skin as he kissed me hard. Not holding back this time, my fingers lingering around his neck and face. With the passion increasing, I couldn't wait to have him inside me, every part of my body wanted him so badly.

He moved further as he continued kissing, dropping me on the bed unexpectedly while Pulling me upwards with his hand, bringing me up to a sitting position against him.

He stood over me, swinging his hard, long c**k with his right hand, touching my chin with his other hand. He looks at me, his eyes barely open and with a husky voice, he said. “Suck me.”

He drew my chin as he shifted forward, his c**k brushing my lips waiting for me to open it.

I wanted to feel his big c**k again, I've always loved this part of his body.

I rub his d**k with my hands, feeling and exploring his hardness. Touching his hot c**k with popped veins made me wet.

I quickly take his c**k in my mouth, Sucking every inch slowly, my tongue rolling around his tip taking in his precum.

His fingers grab my hair as he groans, biting his lips.

“Damn, your mouth feels so good.”

I squeeze his d**k with my mouth as he gasps, his fingers roaming my hair. I moan slightly with his c**k in my mouth. His legs stiffening, his eyes barely open, the tension getting hot and unbearable.

“Shit.” His head falls back as he groans louder, gripping my hair tight desperately. My breath heavy as I fasten my space a little, still roaming the tip and every length of his hardness. My Jaw began to ache lighty, but I continued as I was getting soaked from the hard feeling in my mouth.

“Come here,” he said with a thick voice, taking me by my hand, pulling me up as he sat on the edge of the bed and led me into him–his lap.

My arm wrapped around his neck, my hands touching his hair with my n*****s pointing directly to his chest.

I gasp as he touches my skin, roaming my upper body. His other hand cupped my breast while sucking my n****e, tracing my curve and grabbing my butt.

I couldn't hold back the soft moan that escaped my mouth. His lips pressing up my body, every touch of his lips sending shivers through my body, till he got to my lips. We kiss deeply, still grabbing my butt. My hands were all over him now, running across his chest, while caressing his neck and hair with my left fingers. Pulling him closer to me, kissing in perfect sync, feeling each other's breath.

“I want to f**k you so bad,” He said, taking me up, sliding his cork in. I moved upwards, thrusting his hard c**k hitting my walls. His hand on my waist, spanking my butt gave me goosebumps as I moaned softly into his mouth. The tension between us, palpable.

“You're so wet.” He stood up with me in his arm, his d**k still inside me, as he lay my back on the bed hanging my legs up on the air as he slid his hottie deeper inside me, f**k**ing me hard as I moaned louder this time.

“You love this?” he said, quickening his pace, making me breathless. His eyes dim, fuelling with hunger as he kept moving his hardness inside me, hitting me at the right spot leading to my climax.

“Oh, yes! You're hitting just right,” I gasp.

“Ill f**k you just as hard,” he said in a husky voice, turning me on even more.

He turned me onto my stomach and positioned me on my knees, f*****g me hard. Pulling his c**k back and forth. Thrusting it forward, up and down in a way that left me screaming for more.

“f**k me, daddy!”

He groaned. “Okay”

He f**k me hard while rubbing my back, sending shivers through my body, his hand tracing beneath, touching my stomach up to my n*****s. I quiver in excitement as he pulls me up, my back pressing against his torso, his chest sweaty and his heart beating faster.

He fondles and grabs my n*****s just the way I love it. His chin leaning on my neck while stroking me from the back. His breath is heavy on my neck trailing kisses through. This was my best s*x in a long time with Marcus and I love every very bit of it.

I moaned louder, begging for more until I felt a surge run though my body down to my ass that left me scream in ecstasy. I couldn't help it, the release so satisfying.

Marcus groans, moving faster this time, until he explodes his hot sperm inside of me, his sperm tingling all the way up to my stomach leaving out a loud groan with his mouth open. Showing he had just come satisfied.

He slowly removes his c**k, laying back on the bed while looking exhausted and liveless.

In a few minutes, he dozes off just as it was supposed to be.

l lay close to Marcus, staring. My mind replaying the hot moment I just had with him in his drunk state.

I felt like a real woman after getting intimate with him. Marcus and I hadn't had something like this in a while.

I turned to check my p***y that had turned red from everything, a blush came through my cheek and for a second, the thought of losing Marcus after everything came.

I felt guilty that I had to drug him to have a good time with my husband but then I remembered how he cheated on me and left me behind without checking up.

He deserved what he was getting and I deserved better too as his wife.

After such a banging s*x I was determined that I would do anything to make sure no one comes between me and Marcus again.

“He can't be giving my d**k to another woman for free. He's my husband and I'll fight for him.”

The next morning***

I yawn, my eyes half closed, half asleep struggling to stand up. I turned my head onwards to the other end of the room and my eyes suddenly widened.

I spring up from the bed immediately to see Marcus who had been staring at me, seated at the sofa of our room in his robe, his wet hair dripping with water giving him that glamour look. A cup of tea in his hand while crossing his leg.

I slept like a baby last night. I had been sleeping deep enough that I didn't realize when Marcus had woken up a while ago to freshen up.

His stare made me speechless, he looked at me in a malicious and demeaning way, as he sipped from his tea, his eye brow raising like he was waiting for an explanation. The silence was palpable between us, the only thing that made noise in the room was when he dropped the teacup on its plate.

I had expected a sweet expression from him, maybe an apology for cheating now he's had the chance to see me and at least be happy I was laying down on the bed he made out with his mistress but Marcus never seemed to change.

“What the hell are you doing here, Sonia.”