Chapter 172 - 172 A Baby and Marriage Register

Before I have a chance to register what is happening, my arms are yanked behind my back. 

"I want us, baby," he chastises me, letting my hands rest at the top of my bum.

Uh? Huh? What? Baby? 

What has happened to him today?

This is so unexpected and has just blown my truth f.u.c.k right out of the f.u.c.k.i.n.g water! He seems really f.u.c.k.i.n.g serious.

NO. NO. We are still early to have a baby.

Oh shit, I just remember today now I'm not in a save day. I might conceive the baby instantly.

Don't tell me that he aware of this? That's why?....NO! NO! NO!

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Oh no, I do want to stop this but at the same time I don't want to stop this, and I can't seem to utter a word for him to stop.

I still myself and try my hardest to think what's going on here, while I consider whether something is going on that makes him come to this unexpected request?  I inwardly laugh.

Of course, he must have. There must be something has triggered him to come to this decision.

Then, he leans into me.

"Thank you, babe." He pulls my pins out of my hair and runs his hands through my long waves, spreading them across my bareback.

Did he take my silences as an agreement?

Oh Damn! This is not good.

But I body seem to agree to him willingly. I shiver and try to steady my erratic breathing. My heart is sprinting in my chest and nothing is going to slow it down. This is unknown territory to me. I have never, not for a minute, allowed myself to consider the prospect of being trussed up, defenceless and at a man's mercy.

This is ironic really. I'm at his mercy with his determined.

He drags his fingertip slowly down the column of my spine to my arse, and then down the centre crease of my bum.

Oh heck. Is that where we're heading? I enjoyed it last time, but I wasn't thinking about having a baby and not on my unsafe day.

Slowly I feel his arm wrap around my lower stomach and then his other hand press into my back.

"You ready?" he says softly as he eases me down to the mattress.

Now I'm faced on the mattress at the end on the bed with him standing behind me. I'm completely exposed and my w.o.m.b is on an unsafe day. 

Are we really going to have a baby? Baby?

"Do you know how much I wanted to have a baby? And If a girl I would like to have her all look like you?  His tone is full of happiness but I'll take his word for it.

This really is not right yet. But still, I can't stop it. Are we really going to that stage?

Why I couldn't utter any words here. Where's all my opinion gone to?

"Baby, I'm going to have all of you," He drops a kiss at the small of my back and then I feel his solid buddy skim my raw, damp flesh.

A surge of relief flies through me. I don't think I could have handled that on top of my unsafe day. But before I could give a response and then he is pushing at my opening already.

THE END.

He grips my h.i.p.s harshly, making me a jerk instantly.

"Don't move." he grits through a clenched jaw, and I force myself to still.

As I feel him enter me rawly, and I instinctively tense around his lush invasion. This is a new feeling, I start panting.

"Do you want it all the way?" His voice is low and dark.

And I don't recognise it, but I'm desperate for full penetration from him. The fresh of my w.o.m.b clench tightly on him. And with all thought of sudden having a baby giving me a new feeling from his entrances.

"Yes." I splutter.

Oh God, help me.

He withdraws his half-submerged arousal, and I m.o.a.n at the loss of fullness. All I need all of him. Suddenly I don't mind having a baby. The aching wanting him, made I push myself back impulsively and then feel the sharp thrash of his hand across my backside.

"Feng Teng!" I scream.

The sting radiates across my cheek and my shoulders tense against the bed.

What the hell? What happening? Why this feeling so new?

He pushes into me but only half again.

"Don't move," he spits. 

I start gasping as the sting mingles with the delicious semi-invasion.

"Feng Teng," I plead.

"Yes babe, I know." He skates his palm across my cheek as he withdraws again, and I clench my eyes shut, willing my body to relent to my brains instructions to relax.

"No, I can't do this." I whimper into the mattress as I pull at the of bed.

It's too much and it's come out of the blue. Or has it? Oh, I don't know. I know he wants a baby, but making love during my unsafe day and so sudden decision have given me a real shock. Even I love his way of lovemaking, but I know he can also be a romantic, gentle and loving father.

But marriage and baby? Is this the next level of our love?

"You can do it, babe. I will give all I have only for you," He powers forward, slamming into me and knocking every ounce of breath from my lungs.

I scream, my throat was instantly hoarse.

He pulls out slowly and controlled.

"We are going having a beautiful baby, Wei Lin." he says on a grunt, slamming back into me again.

I can't possibly talk. There is no air in my lungs as he is striking so deeply, my brain is being blown apart.

No cognitive thought is possible, let alone the speech.

He repeats the mind-blowing move. He groans and then bangs forward again and again and again, driving me into orbit.

"Is that good, babe?" He asks.

Oh God, it is! The raw of him entering my fresh w.o.m.b and the pounding of his buddy has taken me to a whole new level of pleasure. 

"Where are we going tomorrow?" he shouts on another ferocious blow.

Now honestly, I want to cry. Cry with shock, cry with pain, cry with delight...cry with absolute mind-numbing pleasure.

My brain is in meltdown and my body is wondering what the hell is going on. I can't think or see straight. This is wild, intense and amazing, but other more unwelcome thoughts are fighting to the front, worming their way into my scrambled brain.

Baby? Marriage? My parent? My brother? All they come in once.

"Tell me where are we going tomorrow?" He punches out each word. I'm numb.

Numb with complete, intense, mind-blowing bliss. 

" Marriage Affair Bureau," I answer.

"Yes, we are," His palm collides with my cheek again, reinforcing his words, before he's clenching my h.i.p.s again and pulling me back on each and every hard, punishing blow against my body.

Sparks start launching, the pressure at my core set to detonate loudly. I scream in delighted despair. This is way past severe. I really won't be able to walk tomorrow.

Is this part of his plan to keep me at home because if so, it's going to work.

Then I feel his palm collide with my arse again and that last stinging slap rockets me into the most powerful, splintering climax I've ever experienced. I scream...very loudly an echo around the room, sore throat, despairing, thrilling, satisfying scream.

"LOVE," he roars.

Can feel him tense, and then the grinding circles of his h.i.p.s against my backside.

He m.o.a.ns. So did I m.o.a.n.

I'm shaking all over.

Proper uncontrollable, tingling, rippling shakes.