towel, then wrapped it around me before reaching for another one for himself.
***
I was panting. And sweet, sweet Jesus, I was almost certain that I was on the cusp of seeing God.
“Fuck, Christian, fuck.”
I was on my back and my knees were being pinned up as he worked absolute voodoo magic between my legs with a combination of licking, probing, tongue-twirling, and suction.
Out of nowhere, two fingers were rammed in while he applied suction, and this made me grab his hair with both hands and scream out my orgasm.
“Fuck,” he grunted.
“Sorry,” I let go of his hair.
Phew. Holy shit. My eyes drifted up to see he was now hovering over me.
“Got one condom left, shoulda bought some when we were out.”
“Oh,” I breathed, trying to catch my breath.
His cock was rubbing back and forth and back and forth. I was wet and it felt fucking incredible.
“We can use it now and get some tomorrow,” I whispered and ran my hand up his abs. “First thing…”
He licked my nipple and then his mouth moved up to my throat. “On the pill?” He thumped his rock-hard cock against my clit.
“Ho-my-whoa. Mm mm. I mean uh uh, nope.”
He did the thump thing again.
“Mm,” I groaned before I shook my head. “No birth control pill, nope. I can get on it, though. When we get home, I’ll---” God, I was so sensitive still, despite that I just came harder than I’d ever come.
“No,” he whispered against my jaw and then he was sliding inside.
My mouth opened as I absorbed the feeling of him.
“No?” I queried and then I frowned. He said he had one condom left, but he hadn’t put it on. He was inside me, bare.
“You’re not wearing it,” I said.
“Nope,” his mouth opened and he gave me a sexy look as he rotated his hips. “Fuck, you feel fucking good.”
I blinked. “Um…” I blinked again.
He pulled back and then drove in hard. His eyes rolled back. Mine followed.
“Oh. Oh wow”
He smiled. “Yeah,” he said. “Wow. Fucking you without a condom? My new favorite thing.”
“Yeah, but until I get on the pill, you better get that condom, baby,” I told him breathlessly.
“Nope,” he told me, popping the p and then his face split into a sexy smile.
“But…”
He smiled bigger and put his fingers between my legs and opened me wide before putting pressure to my clit.
I gasped. “Christian Forker, are you gonna try and knock me up?”
He smiled wider and then his eyes went intense as he picked up his pace and got a determined look in his eyes, a determined set of his mouth and I could swear he was looking at me like that was exactly what he wanted to do. Knock me up. I had a feeling he was envisioning me waddling like a penguin with a beach ball belly.
“Seriously?” I gasped.
He wasn’t joking, was he?
I mean…
He slowed and looked at me. “You want babies?” He put his fingers to my hairline and brushed a damp curl out of the way as his eyes traveled my face and then his lips touched mine sweetly, briefly, before his gaze dropped down to where our bodies were connected.
“Girls. Lots of them. No boys if at all possible, but if you really want a boy, I mean…”
“I’ll see what I can do to make that happen,” he said.
“So soon?” I asked. “We’ve been together less than five hours.”
“Can’t think of a better way to stick it to all the assholes who’ll have your pic on their wall, princess. Fuckin’ goofs can yank on their meat all they want; I’m the fucker that’s puttin’ a baby in your belly. Tyin’ you to me forever.”
I gasped. “That’s a little freaky.” Goosebumps rose all over me.
He paused and stared deep into my eyes.
“And hot,” I added, taking a handful of his hair and holding on as I rocked back and forth with him.
He smiled another wicked smile and then grabbed my hand away from his hair before he flipped me to my belly and drove into me from behind.
“Oh wow,” I moaned.
He kept driving in while cupping my pussy with his big, strong hand. He clapped his fingers there again, slapping my clit a little. He must’ve liked how my body jerked because then he did it again, harder.
He was tapping, almost slapping it while slamming into me and I had a massive screaming climax. He came inside me, growling into the back of my neck before flipping us and gathering me close.
Holy shit. Christian Forker