Chapter 463/Give Me a Baby

Chapter 463

Julie’s POV

Robert clamped his broad, calloused hands around my waist, pinning my hips flush against the mattress to deny me any escape. Instead of driving inside me right away, he dragged the thick head of his rock-hard shaft agonizingly slow along my slit, tracing the wet seam of my labia back and forth.

My eyelids slammed shut as a raw, burning whimper tore from my throat. My chest heaved against his, my breathing wildly erratic.

"Ah... Robert!"

He tormented my entrance with deliberate, maddening strokes, pressing just enough to tease me before pulling back, forcing my natural heat to slick his shaft with every deliberate pass. My hands flew outward, my fingernails digging deep into the heavy mattress beneath us to anchor myself against the sheer wave of pleasure. My hips arched off the bed on pure instinct, following his every microscopic shift as I tried to force his head inside.

A slow, possessively dark smirk curled his lips as my breathless moans echoed off the bedroom walls. He dipped his head, planting a trail of searing, wet kisses along the column of my throat while continuing that agonizing slow stroke against my pussy, systematically obliterating whatever sanity I had left.

The rhythm of his friction picked up pace against my soaked center. Every repeated slide over my clit sent sharp, electrifying tremors straight through my core, locking my muscles in near-convulsions under his crushing weight. I thrust my hips upward wildly, trying to swallow his hardness whole, my breath breaking into loud, desperate gasps.

"Robert... please!" I choked out, my fingers tangling in the sheets near his thighs. "Don’t torture me anymore... put it inside me now!"

He lowered his massive upper body closer, planting his broad palms on either side of my head against the pillows, his scorching breath mingling with mine. A low, guttural growl vibrated out of his chest, dripping with raw lust and dominance.

"I want you to beg for it, Julie..." He shifted his weight, grinding his hips down just hard enough to press his head against my tight entrance without giving me an inch. "...I want to hear how badly you crave every single inch of me."

I drove my fingers into his broad, bare back, digging my nails deep into his skin. I dragged him down with violent intensity, my lips grazing the sensitive shell of his ear before my raspy voice hissed right against his earlobe.

"I am begging you!.. Put your dick inside me and fuck me with everything you’ve got! Fill me up, Robert!"

He didn’t wait another second. Positioning the thick head right at my burning entrance, he drove his hips forward in one brutal, decisive stroke, burying his massive length completely to the very hilt, hitting the absolute depths of my cervix.

A loud, echoing cry of pure ecstasy exploded from my throat, my head snapping back into the plush pillows. My thighs locked around his waist like a vice, clamping him tight against me as he began pounding into me with heavy, relentless thrusts. The quiet bedroom transformed into a chaotic symphony of slapping skin, heavy friction, and raw, unfiltered moans, drowning out every ancient ache under the crushing weight of his passion.

Robert maintained a punishing, furious rhythm, his rock-hard body slamming against my thighs with a wild cadence that shook the heavy bed frame. I gripped his broad, muscular arms with every ounce of strength left in my body, my moans breaking out in rhythm with every deep, merciless stroke that reached the deep recesses of my womb.

He leaned down, his face flushed with dominance and unbridled heat. Clamping one strong hand firmly over my jawline, he tilted my head back, forcing my exhausted, glazed eyes to lock straight into his dark, storm-filled gaze. His breath hit my cheeks in ragged, trembling gasps.

"You are mine, Julie..." His thumb pressed hard against my cheekbone, holding me hostage beneath him while his lower body kept up the punishing drive. "...You will never belong to another soul on this fucking earth!"

With his other hand, he reached beneath my hips, lifting my pelvis high off the mattress to alter the angle, driving his dick deeper into a burning sweet spot. A high-pitched scream tore from my lungs as a wave of intense pleasure shattered every nerve in my body.

"Robert!.. Ah..." My hands clawed at his shoulders, my body arching into his relentless cadence. "...I’m yours! Completely yours, Robert!"

My inner walls convulsed violently around his hardness, clamping down on his shaft with fierce spasms as a blinding, breathtaking orgasm ripped through me, stripping away my awareness of the room. At that exact second, a guttural, primal growl tore from deep within his chest. He slammed his body forward one final time with maximum force, spilling his thick, boiling seed deep into the depths of my womb.

His full, exhausted weight collapsed over me. His chest rose and fell in heavy, violent heaves, his hot breath burning the crook of my neck while my trembling arms wrapped tightly around his broad back. Tears of absolute relief and sheer exhaustion spilled quietly from the corners of my eyes, soaking into the pillow.

Our ragged breathing gradually filled the quiet space of the room. He gently ran his fingers through my damp hair, soothing the strands away from my forehead, before burying his face against my shoulder, his voice a warm, steady rumble right against my skin.

"You are my life, Julie..."

Our heavy breathing settled into a quiet rhythm, his head resting heavily in the curve of my neck for a few long seconds while my fingers glided through his dark hair, absorbing the fading storm.

Suddenly... Robert shifted slowly, pushing his upper body up and propping his weight onto his forearms right above me. He locked his sharp, dark eyes onto mine with an intense, quiet gravity, his fingers gently tracing the contour of my jaw as a raspy voice laced with a sudden, aching tender undertone broke the silence.

"Do you want to have another baby with me?"

My heart slammed to an absolute halt. The words froze in my throat.

I searched every detail of his pale, intense face. Hidden behind that raw question was all of yesterday’s devastation—all the soul-crushing grief he had tried to drown in a bottle of bourbon the moment he learned his son was dead.

Swallowing hard against the tight lump in my throat, I lifted a trembling hand to cup his rough, stubbled jawline, my touch overflowing with love and heart-wrenching pain all at once. My thumb brushed over his lower lip as my voice fluttered weakly.

"Robert..."

He leaned down until his lips almost brushed mine, his hands coming down to frame my waist, his grip tightening in a desperate plea driven by a deep fear of loss.

"I want a child from you, Julie..." He pressed his forehead against mine, his hot breath fanning across my lips. "...A part of us together. A child to heal us from all this destruction."

Tears spilled over my lashes uncontrollably, soaking into my skin as my thoughts raced in a terrifying spiral. How could I promise him a child—a new beginning—while the deadly secret of my bloodline hung right over our heads like a blade? The secret that I am the daughter of the man he hates most, and the woman who ruined his family’s life!..

Yet despite the sheer terror gripping my heart, I wrapped both palms around the back of his neck, pulling him down to me with fierce, unbroken strength. I pressed my mouth hard against his jaw, my voice choked with raw emotion.

"Yes, Robert... I want a baby with you, more than anything else in this world."

A warm, radiant smile broke across his face, wiping the shadow of grief clean from his eyes and replacing it with a burning flare of passion. He dipped his head, sealing his mouth over mine in a deep, consuming kiss that melted away every trace of fear and tears from my skin.

Before I could even catch my breath, his strong hand slid down smoothly between our bodies. He drove his fingers deep into my soaked, sensitive core, swirling them in slow, deliberate circles against my swollen walls, instantly drawing another high, breathy whimper from my throat.

I gasped, my hands flying to his broad shoulders as I let out a soft, breathless laugh between ragged breaths, my hips twitching beneath his hand.

"Robert!.." I gasped, gripping his biceps as his fingers flexed inside me. "...Haven’t you had enough yet?"

His intense gaze held mine hostage as he deepened the rhythm of his fingers inside me, his movements dripping with possessive affection. Leaning down, his lips brushed the sensitive shell of my ear, his hand shifting down to position his thick shaft right back at my dripping entrance. His voice was dark, raspy, and thoroughly ignited.

"I want a baby, Julie..." He pushed the head of his shaft an inch deep, making my toes curl against the sheets. "...and I don’t think one round is going to get the job done."

I smiled back with matching passion, wrapping my thighs tight around his hips to draw him all the way back inside. He buried his face into the curve of my neck, driving deep into my heat and initiating a brand-new storm of lovemaking that made us completely forget the ruin waiting for us right outside the door.