Being Their Baby (20 page)

She shook her head, words stuck in her throat. She didn’t know why she had to go and be so reserved. Josh wouldn’t hurt her; he wouldn’t even hurt her
feelings
. That being said, his brother had done a number on her pride not even seven hours ago—had it been only that long? It seemed like years ago.

“It’s okay to be nervous.
I’m
nervous,” Josh added casually.

“Really?”

“Really,” he assured her with a wide smile. “I just play it off well. I spend most of the day being nervous, you know. You would, too, if you had my job. Brave and confident isn’t who you are; it’s how you
act
.”

She shook her head. “You don’t really have anything to be nervous about, though. Not right now.”

“Sure I do!” he differed. “You’re a cute, delicious little bunny and I don’t want to scare you off. I want to be tender and sweet and make you feel wonderful, safe, and secure. There’re a lot of ways I could screw this up for both of us.” He looked serious now, not his teasing self. “I want you so bad, baby girl, that I’m afraid of rushing you into something you’re not ready for.”

She took a deep breath. Somehow, his talking about how much he wanted her was turning her on. Trying to play the game she knew he so wanted her to, she said, “I’ll be a good girl, Uncle Josh.” Her cheeks flushed and she did her best to keep from her nervous shivering habit. It was easier to avoid getting a nervous chill in a hot bath.

He shifted her on his lap so that her back was pressed tightly up against his chest. “You’ll be a good girl for me?” He kissed her jaw tenderly before softly cupping her breasts and finding her nipples. He didn’t pinch them like she feared he would. He just swirled his thumbs back and forth across the nubs.

Breathily, he hissed, “That’s it, bunny… just like I’m a horsey.”

She didn’t know what he meant until she realized that she was grinding herself onto his thighs; she was
riding
him. She was so focused on the sensation within her nipples that she hadn’t noticed herself doing it.

He lowered one of his hands back down to her mound and then into the crevice beneath. She continued to let her body react to his attention to her nipples until her hips bucked when he found her clit. She gasped and froze.

“It’s a little sensitive there, isn’t it, baby girl? Just keep playing.” He brushed his fingertips lightly across it, exploring every single millimeter of her flesh. Her hips arched out toward his hand, as if her body was begging for more of his touch.

He hooked his finger into her, not too deep, but until he met resistance. He thrust his finger in and out of her and let her arch forward on his lap.

She felt his cock spring free when she did that; it came up between his stomach and her back. She heard him emit a low grunt as he adjusted himself, though he kept that finger within her. “You’re a dirty little girl,” he breathed in her ear, “You’re all wet, aren’t you? Uncle Josh is going to have to be
very
thorough…”
‘Very’
was practically purred into her ear. “And then after the bath, you’re going to let Uncle Josh shave your kitten nice and bare. I know that’s how Mommy and Daddy like it, too. Little girls should be all smooth and clean for their mommies and daddies and uncles…”

His other hand moved down her bottom at that moment. He ignored her body freezing still and swirled a finger around her anus. “No!” she whined immediately, trying to jerk her bottom up. “No, Uncle Josh! Not my bottom!” Her voice came out as a childish whine without her even meaning it to.

“I told you I was going to be thorough with my little girl,” he teased her, keeping her pressed to his chest as she squirmed. “Be a good bunny.”

“No. No bottom, not never!” she decreed, realizing that she was talking childishly and not even able to help it.

“Do we need a spanking, or are we going to sit in our bath like a good girl?” he warned reproachfully, and she felt him press his finger against her tight bottom hole until he pushed his way in.

She winced and squinted her eyes shut. “It
hurts
,” she whined, her attention fully on the pinching and burning within her sphincter.

“Shh,” he cooed, brushing his lips against her shoulder. “Stay still. That’s a good girl.” He moved his finger—a very fat, large finger, it felt like!—back and forth within her. Within a moment, it didn’t feel so bad… probably because he continued to also pay attention to her cunny at the same time. The sensation was incredible; she felt so full, her senses and nerves felt like they were alive and on fire. “Mmm, yes…” he groaned. “Naughty girls need something hard up their little bottoms. Are you a naughty girl, Sophie?”

She panted, unable to deny the fact that she did feel actually quite naughty at the moment. She felt, in fact, out of her mind. She was even teasing back, “Yeah, I’m a naughty girl, Uncle Josh. Daddy says so all the time.” Her voice was rasping and squeaking; she barely recognized it.

“I know, bunny baby. That’s why you’re lucky you have a daddy and an uncle who love you and will give you everything you need… Even if that’s a good hard spanking or if we need to bend you over and take this little bottom-hole of yours nice and hard…”

Just thinking about walking along with either of them in a short skirt and being playfully naughty until they bent her over the first surface they found, flipped up her skirt, moved her panties aside, and fucked her senseless while speaking in her ear just like this… The idea sent her over the edge.

She was coming so hard, she screamed and dug her fingers into Josh’s thigh. She couldn’t have been hurting him, since she heard him groan, “That’s a good girl. Come for Uncle Josh, that’s my baby girl.” She felt like she’d even gone blind for a moment—all she saw was a haze of white, and then her body flushed as she finally could take calming breaths again.

He slowly pulled his finger from her bottom and continued to swirl his fingers up and down her folds. When she fell backwards wearily against him, she felt him kiss her forehead. “I think I tuckered out my baby girl,” he said with a contented sigh. “I think I should put you to bed.”

She suddenly darkened angrily. “I don’t want to go to bed,” she snapped. “I’m not even tired.”

He turned off the jets. “Mmmhmm.” He didn’t sound convinced at all, and he looped a strong arm around her and pulled her up with him as he got to his feet. “C’mon, bunny.” He lifted her and set her down out of the tub. He walked around her and pulled a fresh folded towel from a nearby cupboard, wrapped it around his waist, and then brought one over to her.

He unfolded the towel and began to pat her skin dry. “Did you like bath time with Uncle Josh?” he asked her with a seductive, teasing grin.

“Is all bath time like that?” she asked innocently, biting her lip.

“When you’re a good girl,” he assured mysteriously, then kissed her just below her belly button as he dried her off.

“Do you dry off all your girlfriends?” she asked grumpily.

“Nope. Only the really adorable ones.”

She raised her eyebrows. “How many?”

He kissed her cheek. “Just you, my little cock-tease.” He turned her toward the door and said, “Take a right, go into my bedroom, and lie on the bed with that towel under you.”

She blinked. “Why?” she asked curiously.

“Because I’m shaving that cute little pussy of yours before Charlie beats me to it… But I have to see to something first, so give me a few minutes.”

She worried her brow for a long moment, staring at him like he just told her he was going to throw her into a volcano.

“Stop looking at me like that. You’ll be fine. I’ve never nicked a girl before in my life. I’ve done this plenty of times.” He gave her a couple of very gentle swats on her towel-covered bottom to egg her on toward the exit. “Now out.”

She frowned at him. “Do you have to?”

“Yep.” He gave her a last push and then immediately closed the door as soon as she got an inch past the doorway. She frowned at the door, but then heard him groan like he’d been doing in her ear.

“Are you masturbating?” she asked through the door.

His next words sounded both annoyed and impatient. “Bunny, hop into the bedroom. I’m holding a loaded gun here.”

So, that was a ‘yes.’ She continued to watch the door curiously, trying to listen in. She didn’t know why, but suddenly the idea of Josh trying to pleasure himself was alluring.

“Go away,” he demanded, apparently knowing that she hadn’t walked away from the door yet.

“Can I watch?” she asked hopefully.

She imagined that many men would think that was hot. They did it all the time in porno, after all. Josh, however, sounded incredulous. “
What
? No!”

“Why not?” she asked, tightening her towel around her body.

He opened the door. She smiled and looked up, only to see that he looked very on edge with his lips curled down. “Do you need a spanking?”

“No,” she muttered, curling her toes into the carpet, “but I’m your girlfriend, right? Doesn’t that mean something?”

“Yeah. It means that hopefully when I redden your bottom for you, you won’t call the cops after,” he replied firmly. He looked at her for a long moment before he rolled his eyes. “You have no idea what it’s like being a guy, but right now it feels like my cock is being squeezed by a vise, and I can’t do this under pressure. I need to be in control of myself when I go in there to shave you. It’s hot, and I can’t take you yet.”

“Why not?” she asked suddenly, surprising herself. Did she even want that?

He sighed. “Because,” he said, squinting as if in pain. “We’re both tired as hell, and you’re not on birth control yet, and like hell I’m using a condom on our first time. I want to feel everything.”

She frowned; she hadn’t thought about what a condom might do for a man’s enjoyment. Come to think of it, they had to be pretty horrible. It wasn’t as if her family members used them… Her whole neighborhood had a pregnancy rate that only dictated that condoms were more taboo than the act of sex itself.

“Well, can I…” Her stomach fluttered, but she wanted a little bit more with Josh. He’d just given her an orgasm that made her see stars! And he was sweet and patient when he needed to be, and firm and steady when that was called for, too. “…help out with that?” She pointed to the budge protruding from his towel.

That budge suddenly quaked.

Josh’s eyes rounded with surprise. “Wait, have you ever touched a man there before?”

She shook her head, and was afraid that this was going to end up with her being sent to the room with a good, firm slap to her ass.

He looked conflicted for a second, pinching his lips together tightly. “Fuck it,” he said, suddenly pulling her back into the bathroom, folded a towel, and then plopped it on the ground in front of him, saying, “No time like the present to start.” He pointed at the towel and said, “Kneel.”

She knelt where instructed; her knees were now wobbly anyway. When she looked up at him, trying to look far more confident than she felt, he was frowning at her.

“What?” she asked nervously.

He grinned wryly for a second, but then grumbled with disappointment, “This is a ride for those this tall or over.” He put his hand up about six inches over her head, then he looked around the bathroom frantically.

“I could stand…” she offered.

He walked around her and to the bathtub. “Nah, then you’d be too
tall
for this.” He sat down on the bathtub’s edge. “All right, baby, crawl over here,” he said, pointing at the floor between his knees.

She swallowed, then picked up her folded towel, crawled over to him, and placed the towel down on the floor, knelt on it and looked up.

“There we go,” he said, then unwrapped the towel around his waist.

She inhaled a sharp breath as he took off the towel. She’d felt his cock up against her in the tub, but she hadn’t seen it yet. Now, it was mere inches from her nose.

It was bald, large, bulbous, long, hard, and veiny. All in all, it was both one of the most frightening and alluring things she had ever seen in her life. “Give me your hand, baby girl,” he said, breaking her entranced stare.

She put a shaky hand into his outreached one, and he guided it right to his shaft. She was immediately struck by how hard yet extremely soft the skin was.

“It’s nothing to be scared of, bunny. Just pet it,” he ordered with a patient grin, not seeming to care that she couldn’t even loop her entire hand around it. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and waited for further instruction.

He was happy to provide it; he taught her how to squeeze him just right as she stroked from the base to the head. He stroked the top of her head when she was doing everything correctly. “You’re such a good girl. You’re making Uncle Josh feel so damn
good
,” he gritted out, and she smiled, happy to be doing something right. This really wasn’t so hard!

“Open your mouth, bunny,” he suddenly said, grabbing his cock and pointing it directly to Sophie’s lips. “I’m gonna step up this lesson a bit.”

She trembled slightly at this and looked up at him. He didn’t look like a man who was hesitating; in fact, he nearly looked a bit desperate. “Lick it like an ice cream cone—just the head right now.”

She slowly put out her tongue, hesitating all the while. When she put her tongue to his skin, and he groaned with pleasure, she realized it wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t as if he tasted bad, or even musky. His flesh was silky smooth under her tongue. She licked across it hungrily, enjoying his pleased reaction.

After barely a minute, he grunted, “Put your lips around the head, just a bit at first,” he told her, and she hesitantly put her lips around the crown of his cock. “That’s a good girl. Just keep your mouth wide, watch your teeth, and give me some of that tongue.”

Somehow, he pressed his cock into her mouth, holding the back of her head to direct himself inside of her. She ran her tongue teasingly over the bottom, where she could almost feel his heartbeat.

“Jesus, you’re so cute,” he gritted. She could hear him fight for his breath. “Bunny, bunny… I’m gonna… I’m gonna come, sweetheart, and I want you to try to swallow all of it like a good girl.”