My Fireman's Secret Baby by Jamie Knight (good e books to read TXT) 📗

I’d love to have her in my arms again. Her body is so petite. It felt good, sexy, pressed up against mine. When I was holding her, her breasts pushed into my abs, so warm and soft. The woman is super curvy for a small thing. She has wide hips and an ass that I kept checking out when we were in the fire department.

I can’t stop myself. I slide my hand into my boxers and grasp my hardening cock. I start stroking my erection. I want so bad to run into the room and stare at Mylah, to move the blankets aside and hold her in my arms again. She felt so small and fragile. I’d love to feel her next to me. Even better, to have her hands touching me instead of my own. I imagine that: us in bed together. She would be all nervous and shy.

I would have to guide her hands to me, maybe even teach her what to do. My cock hardens more at that thought. I try not to moan. I hope she would give me an embarrassed look or a shy smile as she took hold of my cock with her tiny hand.

I imagine Mylah rubbing me, gliding her hand up and down my long, thick cock. She would look at me with those wide green eyes, full of nerves but also turned on.

“Go ahead,” I would say. “Give it a taste.”

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly,” she would stutter, but then she would do it, drop those lips down, then touch my cock head with her tongue. She would start out licking it like an ice cream cone until I explain to her how to suck me off.

“Open your mouth wider, baby,” I’d coo. “Let me just slip inside. It’s not too big, just relax your jaw and do what comes naturally.”

Her tight, little mouth would wrap around me as I slipped my entire length into her, hitting her throat just gently. Her eyes would widen, and I’d pull back, sure not to choke her.

“What me to guide you?” I’d ask, pulling that long dark hair into a ponytail and wrapping it around my hand. Mylah would nod, her mouth still full of my dick. “Good. Relax, I’m going to move your head with this grip.”

Carefully at first, I’d pull her head back and forth by her hair, enjoying the way her tongue and soft, wet cheeks moved against my shaft.

“You feel good, Mylah.” Her eyes would glow with pleasure, and I’d continue on trying to show her how much I’m enjoying taking her mouth, “Suck a little harder now. Good girl. Remember to breathe. Can you feel how hard you make me?”

She’d nod slightly.

“Do you like that?” I’d ask coyly. “Do you like how hard you make me? That I find you sexy?” Blushing, she’d nod again, perhaps sucking a bit harder.

Pulling her shirt up, I’d play with her breasts as she works my cock, feeling more confident. As she pulls back and licks me from top to bottom, I’d pinch her nipples and rub them till she moans. My dick starts to pulse in her mouth, tightening, then sending me over the edge.

I only need to stroke a few seconds longer, then I cum all over my hand. I get out of bed to clean myself up. After I return from the bathroom, I feel much more comfortable and relaxed. I yawn.

I’m about to close my eyes when I remember something: the snake. Huggie! I left him out in the living room. How could I have forgotten about that? I lay there wondering what to do.

Well, it’s late. I’m tired. He can wait until morning. Besides, it’s not like he can leave the house. I roll onto my side and fall asleep.

The following day I wake with a yawn, then sit up and stretch. Excitement fills my body. I hear the sounds of barking in the living room. Quickly, I get out of bed and put on my clothes.

Mylah is already awake. She is seated on the floor in the living room. I pause for a moment and watch her play with the puppies. The mother dog is out of the box and sitting next to her. I walk over and stand there. “Can I join you?” I ask.

She pauses and nods her head in agreement. I sit beside her and look at her. Mylah is back to being shy and quiet. She goes on cuddling the puppies. The mother dog walks over and sniffs my hand. I pat her head gently, glad that she is friendly. I keep looking at Mylah. I want her to open up and talk to me.

I clear my throat softly and ask, “Tell me about your business? What inspired you to become a vet?” I know I won’t be able to get her to laugh, but hopefully, she will at least talk. Several minutes pass, I’m afraid she is going to ignore me.

In a soft voice, she explains, “I was alone a lot as a child, and also as a teen. I had no friends. Which was okay, I prefer the company of animals. They are much nicer than people sometimes.” She gives a tiny laugh devoid of any humor.

As she speaks, she keeps her eyes on the puppies. Her answer leaves me puzzled. I’m curious about her. She seems a little sad and vulnerable—honestly, I kind of like it. I’m not ashamed to admit it. It suits her, just like her sweet innocence.

Chapter Six - Mylah

I play with the puppies for a while. Kyst excuses himself to the kitchen. He fixes breakfast and coffee for both of us. I know I’m quiet and seem sort of on guard. That is how I have always been, though. Animals have been my only friends. Not to mention the hellish nightmare I experienced yesterday. I sigh deeply. I really don’t want