Justice has gone from my best friend to my obsession in only a few days. I like it, but there’s a fear at the edges because I know I’m putting myself out there to get hurt.
Justice is worth it though. She’s always been worth it. I just never allowed myself to realize how much.
I knock on her door and immediately start pacing in front of it, the nervous energy inside of me making it hard to concentrate on anything other than seeing her and hoping this goes well. I won’t lose her. I fucking refuse.
I’ll give her everything she’s asked for and more.
She will be a great mom. There’s not a single doubt in my mind. I want to see her big and round with my baby. I want to feel our child kick for the first time. I want to watch her body change.
When the door swings open, Justice’s voice is hesitant, “Corbin?”
I rush her and she steps back, her brown eyes big, wide, and full of concern. I kick the door shut behind me and grab her shoulders, wanting her close. Needing it.
I’ve never needed something more. I should find it scary, but, surprisingly, I don’t. It feels right.
“Justice,” I breathe out. I clear my throat, knowing I need to back down a little because I don’t want to scare her away, but it’s proving more difficult than I expected. “Were you serious about your coal?”
A small smile lifts on her lips, it’s sweet and it makes my heart pound in my chest. “I’m sure. I know what I want Corbin. I want to be a mom,” there’s so much conviction in her voice.
“I want to give you whatever you want,” I whisper.
Her smile goes from small to huge as my words sink in and she studies my face. “You do?”
“Yeah, little mama, I do.” I wink at her and push away the feeling of impending doom. This could be where she pushes me away. “I have some stipulations though.”
She arches an eyebrow at me, and I can see her sass and fire growing. “Oh? What kind of stipulations?”
“I’m not going to go to some doctor’s office to jack-off in a cup,” I keep my voice light.
Her eyebrows scrunch up in the most adorable way. “You’re not?”
I shake my head slowly. “Are you on birth control, Justice?”
Her eyes slide away from mine and I fucking hate it. “No, it’s always made me feel wonky, so I’ve practiced safe sex in other ways. I track my um,” she clears her throat awkwardly as if she couldn’t get any more adorable, “cycle and I don’t ever go out during my fertile days and am super stringent about condoms and getting tested.”
I nod slowly, things I’ve always idly wondered about falling into place. I try and quiet the primal thing inside of me telling me to throw her on the floor and fill her with my cum right this moment.
“Don’t be embarrassed, Justice.” My voice is low and seductive, “We’re going to be doing plenty of things that will make you blush but talking about your fertility is not something to be embarrassed about. Not with me.”
Her eyes snap up to mine and whatever she sees there has her licking her lips. I swear I almost come in my fucking pants at the sight of her tongue sliding along her plump lower lip.
She sasses me and scoffs, “You’re going to make me blush?”
I release her shoulders and tunnel my fingers in hair and making her gasp. I don’t think I’ve ever heard a sexier sound in my fucking life. “Oh yeah,” I promise, “I’m going to make you blush and I’m going to be making you come all over my cock before and after I fill you with my seed.”
Her eyes widen and her breathing deepens. Her words are slow as if her brain isn’t functioning properly, “I don’t understand.”
I lean into her and run my nose along her jawline. I take a deep breath and my mouth waters at the hint of cinnamon which always clings to her. I watch as goosebumps form on her skin as I husk against her neck, “I’ll be donating sperm. Directly.”
When her hands come up and cling to my arms, I pull her flush against me so she can feel just how excited I am by the thought. I don’t think I’ve ever been harder in my life.
Her voice is breathy and so fucking sexy as she sputters, “W-wh-what?”
“You heard me.” I plant kisses up and down her neck until she’s shaking in my arms. I nip at her earlobe, and she moans. Fucking moans. I grind my hips against hers and slowly walk her backwards until she’s pressed against the wall. Good I’m going to need some leverage. “I’m going to have so much fun knocking you up,” I growl the words.
“Corbin,” her voice is high and tight and barely hanging on. “This,” she swallows hard as I nip at the column of her neck, “isn’t what I was asking for.”
“It’s the only way this is going to happen, babe,” I grunt the words, feeling myself getting lost to my need to be buried inside this woman.