But the prime emotion? That was definitely love.
I loved this woman.
I’d loved her for a long time.
In fact, she was the reason that I’d been celibate since Eerie.
There I was, a professional baseball player that could get absolutely anyone, and nobody but her would do.
“Move, honey,” I urged, placing my hands on the outside of her thighs, right under her hips, and urging her to move forward.
She did, leaning so that her breasts were now dragging along the expanse of my chest as she slowly worked herself up and down over the length of my shaft.
Up. Down. Up. Down.
Her eyes stayed on mine, and my heart started to pound as I read something in her eyes that I’d never been able to read before.
She wanted me.
She needed me.
And I knew that she was about to shut down. To hide that feeling.
So I blurted
out the first thing to come to my mind.
“You should take your socks off,” I teased as she settled the scratchy material up closer to my thighs.
She looked down at my face and wiggled her hips before saying, “I would, but they take some serious muscle to get on and off. They’re compression. I didn’t want to waste the time.”
I growled when she wiggled causing me to inch just a tiny bit deeper.
My cock felt like it was enfolded in the tightest, hottest piece of paradise that it’d ever had the privilege of visiting.
I wanted to bury myself inside of her and stay there until we were both old.
Her eyes gleamed as she slowly started to ride me.
Not fast and hard, but slow and annoyingly steady.
She’d raise up an inch, fall back down an inch, and it was driving me mad.
“You know how earlier,” I said on a strangled voice. “You forced me to take my clothes off and hurry up? I’m a couple of seconds away from reversing our roles.”
Meaning, I was seconds away from losing my cool and taking control and damn the consequences.
She read the truth in my eyes, because she started to speed up before all of a sudden she fell to the side, pulling off of my cock completely.
An unholy sound left my lips as I followed her over, situating myself between her thighs, and then forced my cock into her hard and fast.
She gasped, her mouth falling open wide, as surprise etched over her teasing features.
“Nathan!” she said in surprise, her hands going to my chest in reaction.
Her nails dug into my pectorals, three of her fingernails going straight into the softball that was a constant reminder of her right over my heart, her pinky going as far as to draw blood.
I didn’t stop, though.
Couldn’t, really.
Fucking her hard and fast now, I watched as emotions played over her face.
Shock.
Excitement.
Fear.
Then awe.
With each rough thrust of my cock inside of her, her tits would bounce and her eyes would widen just a small amount more.
Until her eyes resembled saucers.
I felt her start to tighten. Felt her fingers dig in just a bit deeper.
Then her legs were wrapping around my hips, and her heels were digging into my ass cheeks as she cried out in surprise.
“Fuck, Nathan. Right there!” she cried.
Seconds later I could feel her quivering around me. Her pussy rippling. Her legs tightening.
Then she cried out, a loud scream leaving her throat, as her pussy locked down around my cock.
That’s when I couldn’t stop myself anymore.
I’d originally intended to pull out.
At least that way I would be giving her a less potent mixture—and I knew it was potent. When I’d gone through the whole fertilizing eggs thing with Eerie, I’d had to have a study done on my jizz.
I was apparently batting a thousand in that department.
Meaning if Reggie was even a little bit fertile, it would mean that would be out of our control, too.
She’d be getting number two sooner rather than later.
But, as I started to unload my release inside her, my abs tightening with the power of it, I realized that I wanted her pregnant.
I wanted to make her mine in the most primal way possible.
I wanted her pregnant with my kid and tied to me irrevocably. More than anything I’d ever wanted before in my life.Chapter 13
Kick today in the dick.
-Text from Reggie to Nathan
Reggie
I licked my lips in nervous anticipation as Nathan finally pushed up onto his elbows and took the majority of his body weight off of mine.
He stared at me, his eyes taking every single thing in that I hoped to conceal.
I should’ve known that hiding anything from Nathan would be next to impossible.
That’d been why I stayed away from him as best as I could.
Obviously, that wasn’t going to work anymore.
Especially seeing as I’d just slept with the man, he’d pretty much asked me to move in with him and marry him, and I’d given him a ridiculous ultimatum of having a baby with me thinking he’d say no.