“Fuck, Ronan, you forgot a condom! I’m not on anything. Shit!” My heart was pounding. Surely, I wouldn’t get pregnant the first time. I waited for him to lose it. He didn’t even bat his eyelashes. “Did you hear me? We didn’t use any protection, Ronan! I could get pregnant.”
“You want kids, right?”
“Yes, one day.”
“Well, I want them too. And I don’t care if it’s now or next year. I don’t want anything between us. But if you want, I guess we can use condoms until you get on something.” I could see the disappointment in his eyes. He really wanted to be bare with me and having a baby didn’t bother him. He was blowing my mind. I mean I loved kids and to be honest, I would take them any way I could get them. I stretched up and kissed his mouth.
“Even if we don’t use anything, you need to get tested, Ronan.” He held up his hand.
“Stop. I’ve never gone bare with a woman in my life. Never. And I haven’t been with anyone since the day I saw you. I went and got tested last week just to make sure I was clean. I’m all clear, baby, and I know you are.”
“Okay then, can I ask you something and you’ll be totally honest with me?” He nodded. “Do you want me pregnant, Ronan? Right now. Do you?” I whispered against his lips. He paused and then slowly nodded, looking at me.
“Then we’ll just see what happens. I’d love to have your baby.” I must be crazy! We’d barely known each other a month. I’d just had sex for the first time and he was declaring he wanted me as his. I just agreed to let him get me pregnant if he wanted. What was it about this man that made all common sense fly out the window? I was distracted by the blinding smile he gave me as he crushed me to his chest, while he kissed the hell out of me. When we resurfaced, he carried me into the bathroom. He turned on the water in the tub.
“I want you to soak, babe. You’ll be sore no matter what, but this will help. I’m putting Epsom salts in the water.”
I tried to get him to join me, but he said if he did, he’d be buried in me again. I laid there as he puttered around in the bedroom. I closed my eyes and thought of his sexy body. I’d been so caught up in the pleasure, his body didn’t fully register. Now, I could think about it. He was hard all over with delicious tattoos all over his chest, arms, thighs, and back. He had a washboard stomach with at least an eight pack and that Adonis belt ‘V’ down to his cock. His cock was beautiful. I didn’t know if most women thought a cock was beautiful but his was.
Thinking about him caused me to get excited. I had my eyes closed and ran my fingers down to my pussy. In no time, I was pumping my fingers in and out. I heard a hiss. I froze and opened my eyes. He was watching me. He looked hungry.
“Don’t stop. Finish it. I want to see you come.” His words made me even more excited. Holding his eyes, I pleasured myself. As I did, I saw his cock harden. It was covered in throbbing veins and I could see cum glistening on the head. The sight of that sent me over the edge. I yelled as I came. He was lightly stroking himself. When I slumped down from my explosive release, he stepped to the edge of the tub.
“Give me that mouth. I need you to suck my cock,” he growled. I moaned. I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted to know what he tasted like. I just didn’t want to disappoint him. I took him in my hands, and he groaned. I stroked up and down while my other hand rolled and teased his sac.
“Tell me what to do, honey. I don’t know what to do and I don’t want to disappoint you.”
He threaded his fingers through my hair. “Nothing you do could ever disappoint me. Suck, lick. Hell, you can even nibble lightly with your teeth. Play with my balls. It’s all good.” Taking him at his word, I opened my mouth and lowered down on him. He was too big for me to get him all the way inside, but as I worked to take as much of him as I could, I used my other hand to pump the base of his cock. His hand gently moved me lower. Lucky for him, I didn’t seem to have a gag reflex. I’d found that out years ago when I was sick. As he hit the back of my throat and before he could pull back, I swallowed and swallowed again. He slipped further down my throat. His hand tightened in my hair and he hissed.
“God, yes, do that. It feels amazing. Take me. Deepthroat that cock in your mouth, baby. Make your man come.” His words excited me. I played more with his balls and pumped the base of his cock faster while I tightened my grip. My tongue and mouth tightened around his thick cock and I deep throated him. I took him as deep as I could and tightened down on him. He groaned, “I’m gonna come.” I shook my head and didn’t let him pull out. I wanted him to come in my mouth. He growled and grunted as his cock jerked, shooting his cum down my throat. He tasted salty, not a bad taste. I sucked harder. He pumped in and out until he was too sensitive to have me suck him more. I slowly released him and lightly licked his entire cock and balls clean. When I was done, I wiped my mouth.
“How was that, honey?”
He answered me by taking my mouth. I knew he had to be able to taste himself. He didn’t seem to care.
“That was so fucking amazing. I saw stars. Fucking Stars! You gave me the best pussy and blow job of my life. Goddamn, I’m such a lucky bastard. Let’s get you out of there before you get cold.” Before I got out, I washed his cock with my washcloth. He watched me with a soft look on his face. When I was done, he rinsed me and toweled me dry. He insisted on carrying me to bed where he tucked me under the covers and curled tight around me.
“Go to sleep. I’ll be waking you up in an hour or so.” I laughed as he kissed me. I was tired. I drifted off soon after. I went to sleep and dreamed of him. He wasn’t kidding me. He woke me two more times during the night, igniting me and blowing my mind with mind-numbing orgasms. If his shouts, moans and grunts were any indication, he loved what I did to him.