Accidental Surrogate

Cora

I want him right now – immediately – so I impatiently sit up to fumble at the top of his boxer briefs, to push them downwards –

Roger glares at me a little again, at the challenge in my voice, and I glare right back.

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“Fine,” he snarls, rolling briskly away from me so that he’s sitting on the bed next to me, pushing his shorts down and kicking them off. I barely have a moment to look at him, my eyes widening at the sight of that thick, hard cock – before he grabs me, hauling me bodily on top of him so that my chest is pressed against his, my legs straddled on either side of his hips, my oh my god, the slick center of me pressed directly against the mass of his cock

“Fine, Cora,” Roger snaps, looking directly into my eyes, his temper riled, just how I like him.” Then let’s fucking do it.”

Without a word, still holding his gaze, I shift my hips upwards and reach one hand between us, feeling the proud length of him against my palm. I pump him once, twice, my mouth falling open as I realize the full size of him, Roger shuddering hard at my touch. And then, slowly, delicately, I position the tip of him directly at my entrance and then lower myself down.

I can’t help the noise that crawls from my throat as I lower myself fully onto Roger’s cock, the moan that turns into a cry as he slowly fills me far beyond the point I thought I could be

stretched. Roger groans deeply, his head falling against my shoulder, panting as I take all of him

in until my body is pressed flush against his.

“Fuck,” he whispers, and I feel the word as breath against my skin. “Fuck, Cora…”

My body starts to shake a little as I adjust to the feel of him inside of me, my face turned up to

the ceiling as my hips start to pulse of their own accord, wanting to feel him moving against my

inner walls.

“Fuck,” Roger says again, more definitive this time, and then he curls his back, pressing his hips.

upward, sinking moré completely into me, making my whole body rock forward at the sudden

it. And then he’s pulsing, pounding up into me, and it’s all I can

and weather him as he holds my hips

stroke after stroke.

I welcome it,

Until –

neck, pressing my forehead to his shoulder as everything I am comes to pieces, as the tension snaps and pleasure sweeps through my body. Roger holds me through it, wrapping his arms tight around me, and something in me is aware of his hips pulsing three more times, harsh, before he cries out, his whole body going still as he sinks all the way into

long time, Roger with his arms wrapped around me, pressing me tight against him as I trembling lightly and I catch my

his

so that I can look at him, my

hand to my cheek, brushing my face with his thumb and looking at me wish such –

can

me – and the significance of it. It’s such an incredibly intimate moment – Roger is still pressed inside of me, his arms wrapped around my

suddenly afraid, pulling away a little bit. “Can – can humans even

mark?”

his brows together for a moment, frowning, and

that I can take his face in my hands,

newly–sensitive cock. “Roger,” I say again, waiting for him to focus on

understands me and

wait? Until we know how my body is going

pulls me a little closer so he can rest

twists in the

and then laugher as my back hits the

weight of his own

–

drag his teeth down the length of my neck to the soft, tender space where my flesh

he continues, flicking his tongue lovingly over the spot, “as soon as

rolling with it, and Roger’s body shakes along with mine as he pulls me tight against him, not wanting

fades and I find us both lying on our