Chapter 0202

Zachary

Convincing Isabella to come into the city with me was surprisingly quick. I had a whole speech prepared, ready to persuade her. She still wasn't comfortable with Lottie calling me Daddy, but she understood the child needed more than the few clothes I'd bought.

"So a family outing?" She asks with a raised eyebrow.

"I just need to get more things for Lottie. I thought you could ensure I don't miss anything."

"Is Charlotte coming with us?" She pulls a blue shirt over her head.

"No, Athena said she'll watch her. I think she's hoping it'll prepare her for what's coming." I chuckle.

"You know it's still not safe out there."

"I'll be with you the entire time."

"I'm not worried about that. I know you'll protect me as best you can. But can you separate yourself from Charlotte? She's your shadow when she's awake."

I understood what she left unspoken. We hadn't had much time alone together. If Lottie wasn't following me around during the day, I was spending nights comforting her through night terrors.

I step closer, capturing her lips with mine. She gasps at my sudden movement.

"Is this what you've been missing?" My hand cups her pussy, the thin fabric of her panties the only barrier between my fingers and her arousal.

Her chest rises and falls against mine.

"You." she whispers, rolling her hips against my hand while keeping her dark eyes locked on mine.

Her panties are soaked. A deep growl rumbles through my chest as I pull the wet fabric away, letting it drop to the floor.

My fingertips graze her wetness and she moans softly, pushing herself further into my hand.

"Take off your shirt."

She keeps her dark eyes on mine as she lifts the shirt over her head. Before it's completely off, I take a hardened nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the tip, enjoying her involuntary groans.

She struggles between moaning and unfastening my shirt buttons. She pauses when my fingers find that sweet spot.

Her head tips back slowly. "Zachary." she gasps as her juices coat my hand.

She bites her bottom lip, the way she always does when she's about to climax. Holding it in before letting it consume her entirely.

I push her back onto the bed. A flash of shock and disappointment crosses her face until I position myself between her thighs, the tip of my cock poised at her entrance.

She lifts her hips, trying to bring me closer. Her wet folds graze the tip of my cock, making it jerk in response.

She surprises me, pulling me onto the bed so she's straddling my hips. A growl rumbles low inside me as she hovers that sweet pussy above my cock, letting her juices drip onto it.

"You think you're in control?" I mutter, gripping her hips, knowing my fingers are probably already bruising her soft skin.

She leans forward and plants a soft kiss on the corner of my lips. "I know I am."

I flip her over, pushing her body into the bed and sinking myself into her. Her lips part slightly and she lets out a groan at the sudden invasion.

Hooking her good leg around my hip, she smiles. "See."

I had played right into her hands and I fucking loved it.

Our hips rock together as my cock slides in and out of her wetness. She pushes her breasts against me. I can feel our hearts beating as one as she finds her euphoria.

I slam into her repeatedly, watching her mouth open as my name tears from her lips.

My thumb quickly finds her swollen clit, circling it as I continue to fuck her. I was far from finished, and so was she. She just didn't know it yet.

I pull her back on top. My cock still buried deep inside her. "Ride it."