He was right, he was hard as a rock, I could feel his shaft against my belly. “Gabby’s gonna beat me home.” I groaned kissing him again. My need for him outweighed everything else though.
I shimmied out of my shorts and he lifted me against the wall, sliding deep into me. His cock felt so good moving inside me. I loved it. I loved him.
“Yes, Daddy. Fuck yes.” I cried out when his hand slipped under his shirt and over my breast. His fingers were hard as they pinched at my nipples, his thrusts knocking at my cervix.
“Christ, your wet, Sprite. You’re always wet for me though.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I gasped out as his lips trailed kisses down the side of my neck. “Always wet for you.”
“Come for me, Baby Girl.” He slammed me down hard onto his cock and I exploded around him. My orgasm was hard and quick. When he set me down on my feet, my legs felt like Jell-o.
I sighed as he hugged me and gently helped me get dressed again. “Shit.” he said pulling my shorts up to my thighs.
“What?”
“I didn’t plan this Luna. I swear I didn’t.”
I looked down to see what he was talking about and my stomach clenched. The condom he’d slipped on before he’d lifted me against the wall was busted. The cum that was drying on my thighs wasn’t just mine. My breath stalled in my chest. He’d been wanting to get me pregnant, and with all the fucking we’d done over the last few days we’d used condoms every time. He wanted to wait until I was ready.
Ready or not, fate took over. “It was an accident.” I said softly. “It happens.” I kissed him gently to let him know that I wasn’t upset with him.
“I wanted this, Sprite. I’ve wanted this since the moment I met you, but not until you were ready. I can run to the store and get a pill for you to take if that’s what you want?”
Is that what I wanted? I wasn’t so sure on that anymore. Part of the reason I wanted to talk to Gabby was just needing someone on the outside to discuss the feelings I had for Oliver. They were growing so fast, and even though he said he wanted me pregnant, he hadn’t told me he loved me yet.
“I’ll take care of it.” I said not committing to taking a pill to stop any pregnancy. Instead, I cupped his cheek and went on tiptoe to softly kiss him. “I’ll see you tomorrow evening, okay?”
“I have a meeting with the trainer tomorrow morning, but after that I’m free. Come over whenever.”
“I will. See you tomorrow.” I pulled my pants the rest of the way up, grabbed my clothes that I’d dropped on the floor and headed out.
“Text me when you get home, Luna.”
He called out as I climbed into my car. “I will.”
* * *
The next morning I was eating breakfast with my sister’s and my mom when a text came through on my phone. I smiled when I saw that Oliver had changed his name in my phone.
Daddy: I have a team meet and greet on Monday, followed by a press conference. Want to come?
Me: Sure. Sounds fun. What do I wear?
I watched the little bubbles that showed he was typing a response before his message popped up.
Daddy: I love anything you wear, especially when you wear nothing at all, but as I would kill anyone that looked at you…it’s best if you didn’t come naked.
Me: Seriously, I have no clue what to wear to something like this. I’m nervous and don’t want to embarrass you.
I bit my lip and waited for his reply.
“Who you talking to Lu?” I looked up at Cat’s question to see all eyes on me.
I blushed and searched out Gabby’s gaze across the table. My phone buzzed in my hand and I wanted to look, but it was so new and I was nervous to let the family know about him until… until what? Until I was knocked up and sure?
“I met a guy.” I said cautiously. “It’s new and I don’t really want to talk about him right now.” I wanted to put a stop to the questions before they started. “He’s asking if I want to go with him to a business function on Monday, and I’m asking him what I should wear.”
“My day is clear,” Gabby input, “We can go shopping for something great for you to wear.”