The Breeding Deal: Brother-in-law's Forbidden Offer - Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Car Seat [E]

“Too late,” the words struck Christine like a bolt of lightning.

The next second, her long skirt around waist was yanked down entirely. Underneath, she wore a pair of black woolen tights, which had already been pulled down earlier. Further in, her cotton underwear had been torn apart, the remnants hanging on her bare legs.

In an instant, her naked legs and lower body were exposed in the car.

Christine was still standing with her hands clasped behind her head, slightly bent over. This pose facing Adrian was too humiliating, and she instinctively bit her lip, trying to close her legs.

Adrian squinted, looking at the pink slit between her legs. It had been a while since he had fucked her, but her pussy was still tight and plump, glistening with moisture from where he had rubbed her with his fingertip. Perhaps due to her pregnancy, her pussy lips were slightly swollen and protruding, looking both pitiful and sexy.

Adrian reached out his right hand and touched the exposed entrance of her pussy. Christine let out a small cry, shrinking back, trying to close her legs, but the man forcefully spread them apart.

His long fingers first pinched and rubbed her pussy lips, then plunged deep inside, directly inserting into her now soft and wet hole. Her pussy obediently swallowed his finger, leaving only the base outside. Adrian quickly moved his wrist up and down, and the sound of wet squelching filled the car.

“No, ah…don’t…uh…”

Christine stood there, her body arching and trembling. Her legs instinctively tried to close, but the pleasure forced them to spread open in a lewd manner, creating a painful contradiction.

His hand was hot, his knuckles strong. She looked down in a daze and saw the cufflinks she had given him glinting with light, the expensive metal wet with her flowing juices.

As Adrian continued to move his hand roughly, the number of fingers inside her increased from one to two. His index and middle fingers brutally thrust upwards, stimulating the sensitive spots inside her pussy. Initially, there was some discomfort, but after a few thrusts, she began to feel a hidden pleasure. Her already swollen pussy lips became even more engorged.

Transparent fluids flowed abundantly from her pussy, trickling down her thighs like a small stream. The liquid soaked her torn underwear and tights hanging on her legs.

Over the past two months, due to the discomfort of pregnancy and the fear of harming the baby, Christine had not masturbated. She wasn’t the type with strong desires, and at most, she would occasionally rub herself against Ethan’s clothes in the dead of night to find shallow pleasure. But now, Adrian was using just two fingers to make her emit sounds she didn’t dare to imagine.

She didn’t know what to do. Her mouth was out of control, trying to suppress her moans while also begging Adrian to stop, to spare her.

Just as tears were about to fall from her eyes again, Adrian abruptly pulled out his hand. His wet fingers gripped her waist, and he roughly pulled her onto his lap, then forcefully pushed her down onto his erect cock.

Christine lost her balance, her bound hands sliding weakly to her lower back. Her chest and back were pressed against Adrian’s solid chest. Adrian was too tall; even sitting, he could envelop her entirely.

She looked up, her blurry vision landing on the man’s Adam’s apple, which rolled slowly as he exerted force. She couldn’t see his expression.

Even though she was very wet, Adrian’s cock was too large and thick for her pussy to take in one go. The massive head bumped against her slippery entrance, as if venting his pent-up frustration, causing Christine to struggle and scream, “No, Adrian, don’t, don’t put it in—pl-please…”

She knew her resistance was futile, but this time, she would do everything to resist him entering her body again.

This humiliating, suspended state was driving her mad. She tensed her body and twisted to the side, trying to escape his grasp.

“Ah —”

As she twisted, the hard head of his cock suddenly pressed against her sensitive clit. Christine’s pussy immediately gushed with fluid, and a long, desperate moan escaped her lips. Her body went limp, and she slumped against Adrian, her bare ass unable to stay on his lap, starting to slide down.

Adrian grabbed her waist and pulled her up, then pushed her down forcefully. With a muffled grunt from him and her shattered scream, his entire cock was swallowed by her pussy.

It had been too long since she had sex, and her pregnant body was unusually sensitive. Christine trembled uncontrollably, her pussy stretched to the limit by his cock. Her entire lower body ached and swelled, and even her slightly protruding belly contracted in protest against his savagery.

Almost instantly, she reached her climax.

Adrian, of course, showed no mercy for her orgasm. He continued to thrust into her rapidly and forcefully, lifting her body up and letting her fall back down with gravity. His thick cock brought out gushes of her juices, splattering onto the leather car seat.

Christine couldn’t handle such intense stimulation. Her legs spread wide, she desperately clung to the man beneath her, sobbing and begging him not to be so rough. Tears streamed down her cheeks, smeared by his violent movements.

She cried until she could barely breathe, her body overwhelmed by pleasure, her mind tormented. Christine hated herself for climaxing from Adrian’s thrusts. She was pregnant, and the child was Ethan’s… yes, it was Ethan’s baby. Yet here she was, having sex with Ethan’s brother.

She hated her helplessness, feeling both aggrieved and furious —She knew she shouldn’t provoke Adrian, but she couldn’t bear it any longer.

Her hands were bound behind her back, her dark hair flying with each of Adrian’s thrusts. Her face was flushed with a mix of desire and anger, nose and eyes red from crying. Tears continuously flowed from her round eyes, voice breaking and muffled with each of his impacts.

Finally, she struggled to speak, looking up at the tall man. “Adrian…you…you’re no different…from…Marcus…”

Adrian’s eyes darkened instantly. He stopped thrusting and reached out, his hand viciously gripping Christine’s throat. Her slender, graceful neck quickly turned an unnatural, bright red.

…She actually compared him to trash.

“A death wish, Christine?”

Adrian growled, lifting her head up. His eyes were like those of a predator, filled with rage. His Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice dripping with cruelty.

Under the predator’s grip, this delicate doe still stared at him defiantly, showing a stubbornness and anger he had never seen before. Her face was covered in fresh tears and dried tear tracks, but her mouth struggled to speak. “Yes…I am…wishing for… death…”

Christine decided to say it.

She thought that if she spoke her mind, Adrian might truly get angry and lose all desire for her.

She only wanted the child and had no intention of having any physical entanglement with Adrian. She didn’t want anything from him, and their deal had long been over. No matter what, Adrian shouldn’t be doing this to her.

Unfortunately, Christine was wrong. The angrier Adrian got, the harder he would fuck her.

He glared at her stubbornly opening and closing upper mouth, while the downward one was still eagerly sucking his cock.

How dare she?

The next second, he lifted her waist high, his iron-hard cock filled with immense anger as it thrust into her pussy, then pulled out completely. His thrusting speed was out of control, his force so great it felt like he was going to fuck her through the car seat.

Christine’s grievances and anger were instantly shattered by his fucking. Her eyes, which had held grievance and hidden anger moments ago, now lost focus, broken by the overwhelming pleasure.

She was fucked so hard that she swayed in Adrian’s arms, finally crying out in surrender, “A-Adrian… don’t… brother…baby… please… I have a baby…”

The car was filled with Christine’s desperate cries until her phone suddenly rang.

Christine’s nerves tightened, her pussy clenching and spasming, causing Adrian to unexpectedly cum inside her. His semen spurted into her body, making Christine tremble and moan, her legs tensing and twitching as she looked towards her phone.

Adrian frowned and picked up the phone from the nearby seat, glancing at the screen.

It was Rebecca, his and Ethan’s mother.

Christine tried to reach for the phone, afraid that Adrian, in his anger, would answer it without a second thought. But with her hands bound, she couldn’t move, let alone take anything from Adrian. Adrian answered the call with one hand and held the phone to Christine’s ear.

Christine looked at Adrian nervously, not knowing what he was planning.

“Oh Chrissy, still at the grocery store? I’ve been a bit worried since you’ve been gone for a while now. Are you having trouble carrying everything by yourself? Let me come help you with those bags, darling.” Rebecca’s concerned voice came through the phone.

“… I’m fine, I don’t need help,” Christine steadied herself and spoke, trying to ignore the discomfort of semen dripping down her legs. She noticed her voice was hoarse and cleared her throat slightly, “I bumped into a friend and we chatted for a bit.”

“Oh, okay. Good,” Rebecca replied, not suspecting anything. She asked if Christine was feeling unwell and told her to go home quickly if she felt like vomiting, emphasizing the importance of taking care of herself.

Just as Christine was about to agree, Adrian thrust his hips forward and entered her again—he was hard again, or perhaps the previous ejaculation hadn’t satisfied him. His cock was harder, hotter, and thicker than before, the head pressing directly against Christine’s cervix. The next moment, he started fucking her vigorously while she was still on the phone.

Christine almost screamed in pleasure, biting her lip hard to suppress the sound. Her eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure, and she let out a muffled “mmm” as she fell back, only to be pulled back by Adrian grabbing her hair.

Then, she heard Ethan’s voice on the phone, “Honey, are you feeling unwell?”