Unable to hold back any longer, I line myself up to her sex.
“Also, even though you didn’t ask, I’m clean,” she whispers. “And…”
I don’t move, waiting for her to finish.
“Fine, I’ll just say it. I’m a virgin.” That alone sends a low growl up from deep within me. But then she adds, “I’ll get Plan B tomorrow.”
“I’m clean too,” I start with that, just so she won’t worry when I slip the crown of my cock into her soaked pussy.
Fuck, she was right. I barely fit, but nothing could make me stop now.
“And Lilith?”
“Yes?” The question is a moan as I slide another inch in.
My eyes burrow into hers. “Don’t take Plan B.”
“Why not?” There’s a slight tremble in her hands. Hope in her voice.
As I feed her another inch, a line forms between her eyebrows. Her pussy locks around me. That grip alone makes me delirious with the need to sink into her in one brutal thrust.
I won’t.
Though she’s asked me to be rough, I refuse to hurt her.
“Because.” I hook my arm around her, find her clit, and move my fingertip in a way that pulls more of those precious moans from Lilith. “I don’t care that we’re practically strangers. That you don’t open up to me. I need to fuck a baby into you.”
“You…” Sensitive after two orgasms, she shivers at my touch. “Are you serious?”
“Dead serious.”
The faster I rub her, the more she soaks my cock. Slowly, I ease a little deeper. Drag myself out. Push back in.
She’s so tight. So perfect. The bright red on her cheeks is stunning.
I could do this all night.
That’s how addictive her pussy is.
“Having kids is a big deal, Alaric,” she says between hushed gasps and moans. “You—you have to be sure.”
“I’m obsessed with you.” I tilt my hips, going in deeper. The only thing that stops me is when I’m met with resistance. “Is that sure enough?”
“I…” Her voice trembles, as if she thinks I’m lying.
I won’t have that.
“It doesn’t make sense,” I groan, every muscle in my body working to keep me in place. “But I’m fucking sure anyway.”
“Don’t lie to me,” she whispers.
“Can’t you feel it? How right we are?” My cock thickens when I feel her getting wetter for me. “I can. You’re always on my mind. In my dreams. When I fuck my fist, when I come, it’syourname on my lips.”
I twist, flick, and roll her clit between my fingers, determined to make her first time good for her. No matter what.
“Do you believe me now?” I slap her pussy, then soothe the ache with my fingertips.
“Yes. I’m sure too,” she blurts out, looking so perfect as she does. “So sure.”