But I’ll live with it.
I suck up my pride and nod in agreement.
"That means no kissing on the mouth," she confirms. "No cutesy romantic pet names. Sex only during ovulation week. Absolutely no dirty talk."
"Oh, come on. You had me until that last one," I tease.
She rolls her eyes with a grin. "If I can fall in love with a fictional character who says good girl, there's no way I can hear it in real life and not get attached."
Leaning back on the sofa, I sigh. "I'll do my best, but no promises. You can't restrict everything I do in bed. Otherwise, I won’t be able to give you what you need, so just be vocal about what you want while we're doing it. I'll keep my lips off yours and avoid the cutesy names, but the rest comes instinctively."
Now she's the one to raise her brows. "Alright. Fair enough, but keep it vanilla."
I snort. "Yeah, sure, okay."
Kaitlyn grabs a throw pillow and chucks it at my head, laughing. "I'm serious!"
I catch it and groan. "Next, you'll tell me no foreplay."
"Actually, I do need that. It helps get me in the mood."
Thank God.
"Even if most of the guys I've been with have sucked at it."
I try to hide my jealousy, but knowing she's not had many good sexual experiences makes me want to give her multiple orgasms.
"You won't have to worry about that with me," I tell her confidently.
She swallows hard, and I notice the way her nipples peak through her shirt.
"I still want you to have a decent time and make you feel good. So let's just agree to always be open and honest. I'll never do anything you don't want, okay?"
She bites down on her lower lip before responding, "Yeah, I can do that."
"Good. Anything else, then?"
"Yeah, you'll need to be on-call during my ovulation cycle. That means when I say it’s time, you’ll drop everything and meet me. I plan to track it, so I'll know two days before it happens, but the key is to do it before ovulating so the sperm is there to meet the egg."
I scratch my cheek, holding back a grin because I do this for a living with horses. "Alright."
"I also think we should put a timeline in place. If I don't get pregnant by the holidays, I'm picking a sperm donor and going that route. That way, we can say we tried, but we're not forced to keep this up. Basically, I want results, or I’m changing gears."
That gives me about six to seven months to knock her up.
"Fair enough," I say, although I hate the thought of that.
"I'm sorry if that sounds selfish, but it's not cheap to do artificial insemination, and that’s what it’d be considered when a doctor injects sperm inside me."
"I understand, Kate. I think my swimmers will get the job done." I flash her a wink.
"I hope so, or I'm writing one scathing review."
I chuckle. "Alright, so what now?"
"Now I'm going to actively track my ovulation, and you’re going to withhold from jerking off every day."
"Seriously?"