Free Love Child by Kat Austen Page A

“Adeline, no . . .” My words hissed through my teeth, coming up short when I sunk farther inside of her.
    “Yes, Abel,” she whispered outside my ear, stilling her hips for a moment. “Take my virginity. I want it to be you. Now. I want to know the way it feels to have your body as deep inside of mine as it can be.”
    When her hips circled mine, I gave her what she wanted. My tip strained harder against her fresh cherry.
    “I want to feel as connected to you as I can when we create this child, Abel. Make love to me.”
    Her words were the wrecking ball to my last wall of reserve. Thrusting my hips into hers, I broke through her virginity, seating myself inside her.
    Adeline’s cry tangled with mine, her fingers raking down my back.
    “Oh, fuck, baby. You have no idea how good this is.” I had to punch the bed a few times to keep from blacking out from the orgasm building in my balls. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I pried my eyes open, all of my focus going to her.
    Beneath me, Adeline’s face was flushed, her lips parted from her rushed breaths. “I’m fine.” Her hands slid down my backside to curl around my ass. “But I’ll be a lot better when you make me come undone. I want to feel my first orgasm. I want your body to give me my first. So give it to me.” Her hips rocked beneath me, working my cock over. “Ride me.”
    Another curse hissed past my teeth. Adeline had to have been the most innocent sexual deviant to ever inhabit the planet.
    “I’m not going to last long this round. I’ve been desperate to fill your pussy up with my seed, and now that I’m in a position to do that, I’m not going to waste any time.” I grunted as I started to grind into her.
    Adeline’s face ironed out, her hands molding over my shoulders in an effort to still me. “Boy or girl?” she asked, almost frantically, seeming to writhe from the same pain of holding back as I was.
    “Clarification?” I panted, having to grab my balls to keep from coming.
    “Do you want this baby to be a boy or a girl?” she managed to get out in one breath.
    My brows came together. “Why are you asking?”
    Her cheeks went a little pink. Still a blusher even when she was filled with ten inches of cock. Shit, another shot of pre-cum. I was not going to be able to hold off much longer.
    “I read there are certain positions you should do it in if you want a boy or a girl. I want to make sure we do it that way so you can hopefully get what you want.” Her eyes stayed on mine the entire time.
    “You spent time researching this?” I lowered myself so my face was hovering just above hers.
    “I wanted you to be happy,” she admitted, her eyes darting away like she was confessing something she shouldn’t.
    Hooking my finger under her chin, I tipped her face back toward mine. “I am happy—right here, right now, with you.” I touched my lips to hers. “And I’ll be happy with the baby we make tonight. No matter the gender, eye color, or IQ or any of that stuff.” My lips brushed hers again, my tongue tasting the seam of her mouth. “I’m the luckiest bastard in the world to be sharing this experience with you now, making the child we’re about to. I want you just like this. Looking into your eyes, my mouth on yours, when I spill my seed into you.”
    To show her, I gently rocked my hips back into hers, watching her head slide up the bed when I thrust into her, watching it fall when I pulled out. I watched the way her breasts bounced as my cock worked into her body and listened to the little moans she made when I made sure to bury myself as deep as I could go into her before sliding back.
    An eternity and a half second passed before I knew I was about to come. No amount of restraint could hold me back this time.
    “Come with me, Adeline,” I rasped, dropping my head to watch the union of our bodies. My cock was so wet it was shining, dripping with her nectar. When I pulled out, I could just make out the