His Unexpected Baby by Jamie Knight

Chapter Eighteen - Simon

There was a warm weight beside me. It was an odd sensation but not in an unpleasant way.

I couldn’t remember the last time I woke up beside someone. Certainly, never a pet. The closest any of them ever got was sleeping on a mat beside the bed. Yet, there Skye was, snuggled in under the sheets, so close I could feel her.

We were spooning, Skye in the front, which really was the only practical way for us to do it. I stroked my hand over her belly, just to make sure it was all real, such a circumstance far too wonderful for me to quite believe. At least not right away.

Skye hummed, roused by the contact and turned in my embrace, wrapping her arms around me.

I gasped softly at the sensation. It was by far the most intimate thing I’d ever done with another person, sex notwithstanding, or really standing a chance in the competition. I could feel her heartbeat against me.

It was beating in time with mine. Our bodies and lives were falling into synch. I’d never used the word before, not even in my own head, but I was fairly sure that I loved her. Or at least that I was falling in love with her.

Brushing away her fallen bangs, the majority of her hair still in a sensible ponytail, I kissed her forehead. Moving my way down over her eyelids and cheeks, I made it to her lips, smooching and stroking until Skye came back to conscious reality.

My little darling did her best to keep up with what I was doing to her. She actually did admirably well, considering her lack of experience. Right up until I put my tongue in her mouth. Then it was a bit more of a struggle for her to keep up. At least because I was so impassioned, which I took complete responsibility for.

I slowed down a bit, so that she could keep up, and we shared a long period of bliss, our tongues meeting in erotic abandon.

I caressed my hands down her lovely body, taking hold of both her breasts and squeezing. I didn’t do it hard enough to hurt, as I was quite aware of how breasts could be in terms of pain receptors. The squeeze was just enough to make her feel it, bringing a moan up out of her.

Keeping up the gentle kissing, I messaged Skye’s big, beautiful tits until she looked like she looked close to coming. I’d heard of women who could cum from breast play alone but I never thought I would encounter one. I eased up on her, still having a lot more I wanted to do.

We were back to kissing exclusively when I noticed something was amiss. There was an unusual movement in Skye’s lower regions. Compelled by the spirit of discovery, I broke the kiss and threw the blankets off of us.

Skye froze, her breath actually stopping in her throat in an adorable gasp as I caught her with her hand in the honey pot.

“Naughty girl,” I said, trying to sound as if I was scolding her, when really, I loved what I had made her to do herself.

“I’m sorry, Master. I got so horny,” my sweet little pet said, in a small voice.

“That’s still no excuse. If you need release, you tell me, understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“I’m going to have to punish you,” I said, semi-regretfully.

“Okay.”

“Turn over,” I ordered her.

My darling little pet obeyed me, turning over onto her belly, presenting her ass to me. I knew I should have been business-like and should have focused on the punishment. But her sweet, round, firm ass was just so tempting I couldn’t help myself.

Despite my insistence on self-sufficiency, I also couldn’t help but agree with Oscar Wilde. I could resist anything except temptation.

I tried to keep up appearances, at least making the gropes nice and hard, but still not enough to make her scream like a spanking when I meant it. Her ass felt so good I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stop and get on with the punishment part of the punishment.

Skye moaned and squirmed in my grasp, more than happy for me to continue with what was happening. She seemed to want me to dole out punishment to her.

Curious, I dropped a hand down between her legs and felt her pussy. She was very wet, and more than ready for some downstairs action. I made her wait, considering it part of her punishment. Even though I planned to take care of her later.

Managing to pry my hand from the groping position, I landed a slap on her ass. It was a bit harder than I meant it to be, my bright red handprint rising on her skin. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she had sulked, but my brave little pet yelped only once before going quiet.

I gave her a bit of a stroke and then struck again on her other cheek, flat-handed but not as hard, using an upward stroke instead of down. She gasped from the pain, but no handprint was left on her ass cheek this time.

Landing several more similar, moderate blows, I started mixing them in with a good stretching of her ass hole, to warm her up for what I planned to do with her in the future— one of the many things on my list. First, I was gentle but then I got harder. Not enough to hurt her but enough to make her feel it.

It was part of the punishment that I was giving her. As well as testing her limits. If she was able to take enough stretching without serious pain, it would be an indicator of her ability to eventually take my cock in her ass. To my delight, she passed with flying colors.

I went back to stoking and squeezing, Skye visibly relaxing as I did so. I was proud of her for taking her punishment without much reaction or complaint. Keeping a hand on her ass, kneading the redder flesh, I opened the drawer again and got out the lotion. It was a soothing formula involving aloe and other soft, lovely things.

Skye gasped as I stroked her, massaging the lotion into her assailed skin, paying particular attention to the slowly fading handprint. I could actually smell her excitement, gentle and sweet as I massaged her.

I didn’t want to make her suffer anymore. Finishing up with the lotion, I wiped the excess off my hands with wet wipes and replaced it with some water-based lube.

She perked up immediately as I stroked the outside of her pussy. Pressing down lightly on the small of her back, I slipped two fingers inside her. Skye subtly pushed down against me. Finding her g-spot fairly easily, I fingered her until she screamed with ecstasy.

I started pounding my fingers inside her, rubbing her clit and g-spot at roughly the same time until she was cumming all over the place. Stroking her delicate pussy lips, I kissed the back of her neck as she came down, letting her know she was forgiven. I was even more sure now that she was the one.

Scooping her up into my arms, I carried my little pet into the attached bathroom. It was still early and we both needed a shower.

“That good?” I asked, as the water pounded into the tub from the faucet.

I usually showered pretty cold, but wanted Skye to be comfortable if she was going to be sharing tile space with me.

“Yes, Master,” she said, pulling her hand back from under the flow.

Pressing the lever, I picked her up again, and we got under the spray. Skye stayed pushed against me, even when I put her down. She left her arms around my neck.

Gently turning her around, I kept my arms around her as I washed her all over, particularly her pussy and asshole, getting her squeaky clean. Which still didn’t feel quite as intimate as when I washed her hair, Skye giving herself over to me in every case.

I felt utterly in love, and knew I couldn’t escape it at this point even if I tried, which I had no intention of doing.