Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 41

Michelle

I wish I was sexier.

Everyone has read about steamy sex, and I’m pretty sure every man yearns for it: some pretty and confident woman that can throw back her head and moan for hours.

I’m not it.

My self-confidence is cracking as I stand in front of the couch. My shaky hands are on the hem of my pants. I’m scared of taking them off as Maddox watches me in the dim light.

But I have to do it. I plant my feet on the carpet and let my pants fall. Maddox is removing his clothes, and suddenly he is sitting there, entirely naked. He is waiting for me, but the last piece of cloth isn’t coming off.

I’m so scared and self-conscious. My t-shirt is my armor, and my heart is wrenching behind it. I know I’m acting silly, but I can’t help the discomfort running loose within my veins.

“I’m scared,” I admit in a low voice. “Terrified, actually.” “That I will judge you?” I speak in a broken voice. “Yes…”

My biggest fear is that Maddox will avert his eyes and hesitate before kissing me. It would kill me if I saw that he wasn’t as attracted to me as before the pregnancy. I have so much loose

skin and stretchmarks everywhere…

“You’re being silly,” Maddox whispers. “Come here. Let’s remove it together.” Even though my heart is pounding, I walk up to him. I stand between his spread legs and feel a bolt to my heart-I’m so nervous. I place my hands on his muscular shoulders, closing my eyes when he tugs at the bottom of my t-shirt.

But he doesn’t just remove it.

He slowly lifts it, letting his calloused hand run up the length of my back as more and more of my t-shirt disappears. Soon, the fabric is up over my head, and I’m naked. Vulnerable.

I shut my eyes harder, barely daring to breathe. Maddox isn’t saying anything, and I’m scared of his reaction.

I stand frozen for what feels like hours until he moves. His soft hair brushes against my naked breasts as he leans forward, taking me into his lap with his warm hands on my butt.

“There is nothing wrong with your body. I know you don’t see it yourself, but you’re so sexy.”

“I’m not…”

“You are. Your body tells the story of a strong woman. You‘re captivating, Michelle. Feminine… You carried our sons. That’s beautiful, and the stretchmarks are attractive too.”

Thoro in 2 lumn in mu thront “ly You really think so.

“Yes…” Maddox rasps and pulls my body closer to his lips. His mouth presses into my upper abs, and his voice gets huskier when he whispers against my cold skin. “Can’t you feel how hard I am for you? How much that I want you?”

twitching between my legs,

hardly

me?” There is a low chuckle. “Do

I smile. “No.”

in his hair while my elbows rest on his muscular shoulders. His large hands are on my back, fingertips pressing into my skin until I shudder from

he last touched me. Lust shoots between my legs when he trails

on right now,”

mouth. He sucks on it while a finger rubs my clit until I collapse against his shoulder. I’m so sensitive for not having

quiet to not wake the twins, but I can’t help the sounds leaving

them. It

horny, thrusting back and forth to ride his fat fingers. But the pleasure isn’t enough. I want Maddox’s cock inside me. I want it so much that I’m

breathe

“Beg for it.”

I’m not underneath begging.

turned on. I can see

feel a throbbing between my legs simply thinking about it. “Please,” I breathe in a whisper. “I

my Adam’s apple and then the underside of my jaw while pulling out his fingers from me. It makes me

again, and I

makes me groan. “Maddox…

“Please, what?”

let me

“Hmm…”

is becoming too much to handle, and I lean forward, kissing his soft lips with abandon. It takes him by surprise, and

inside me. I had an emergency c-section, and I never play with myself —I’m tight. There is a bit of pain when the tip of his cock enters

while he works his large, sexy manhood deeper inside me. It feels so good, too good. I’m clawing at

He is so strong

Sexy.

Powerful.

it. Maddox’s scent and muscles, and the fact he is turned on by me—it’s too hot for my brain to handle. The first orgasm crashes over me and makes my entire body weak. I buckle forward, powerless. It feels like I’m experiencing a seizure when Maddox keeps going. He lifts his ass off the mattress, up and down,

care about is satisfaction, and I take him as deep as I can until he hits that magical spot, and then

Back and forth.

Moaning

Writhing.

Convulsing

by the fact we are both panting and barely alive from how good this feels. Even Maddox is shaking, moaning when I dig my nails into his skin. “Oh, baby…” he breathes. “I don’t think you know what you do to

squeeze his pecs, feeling more arousal shoot between