“Baby…” I pull out and flip her onto her back, then hold myself up on my elbow. “You’re killin’ me. I’m trying to make love to you here.”

Hadleigh sucks on her lower lip. “So make love to me with your hands around my throat.” She shrugs innocently.

“Fuck, and all this time, I thought I’d be too much for you. Maybe you’re more than I can handle.”

Hadleigh shoves me onto my back, then straddles my hips. “You’re just now figuring that out, Cowboy?”

I smile up at her, gripping her waist. “Guess I underestimated you.”

She leans forward and grabs my cock, then slides down on my shaft. The intense pleasure has me groaning while I watch Hadleigh throw her head back.

“Mmm…yes, ride me. Just like that,” I say as her tits tempt my hands. I grab them in my palms, eager to have them in my mouth.

I love the way she takes control, grinding hard against me and taking every ounce of pleasure she needs. The overwhelming feelings I have for her consume me, and I can’t hold back for much longer.

“Keep goin’, baby. So close,” I hiss.

Bringing my hand between us, I flick and rub her clit as we chase our releases.

“Come inside me,” she pleads. Those words are my undoing.

“Fuck…I’m gonna knock you up, Hads. You’d look so sexy pregnant with my baby.”

“Yes!” she agrees breathlessly.

A guttural groan releases from my throat as her wet cunt tightens around me. Seconds later, I spill deep inside her.

“Holy shit.” She collapses on top of me, her chest smashes to mine, and I wrap my arms around her.

I hold her as our breathing steadies and bodies mold together in sweat.

“I think you unleashed a new kink I didn’t realize I had,” I admit, chuckling against her lips when she kisses me.

“What’s that?”

“You really wanna know?”

“Yes, tell me!” She giggles.

“Ever hear of a breeding kink?”

“Is that where you want to get a woman pregnant?”

“Sorta, but more so the idea of a woman gettin’ knocked up or being attracted to the thought of it. Usually, it means risky sex or just talking about it. Doesn’t actually mean you want them to get pregnant.”

“Oh.”

“When you told me to come inside you, I got really turned on.” I shrug. “But if it’s not your thing, we don’t have to—”

“No, it was hot,” she interjects. “But I actually love the idea of carrying your babies, not just the fantasy of it.”

“Yeah? You wanna breed my little rug rats?” I chuckle, wrapping her messy hair behind her ear.

“Of course, as many as I can actually.”

“Well shit, let’s start right now.” I growl, flipping us over until she’s on her back.