Taking one of her nipples into my mouth, she arches her back and presses more of her body into mine. Every place our skin touches comes alive. I can feel all of her and I can only hope she can feel every part of me.
Once I give her other nipple the same attention, I continue down her body as her fingers run through my hair, pulling it, and trying to tug me upward. She’s so fucking adorable. I know what she’s going to say before she even does.
“You don’t need to do that,” she whispers as I nip at her hipbone and settle between her legs.
I bite a little harder at her inner thigh before I grip both thighs with my hands and spread them open for me. “I know I don’t have to,” my breath tickles her glistening folds.
“It won’t help get me pregnant,” she reminds me; the same way she reminds me every time I go down on her.
I look up her body, her brown eyes wide and wild with desire as I grin wickedly. “I want the taste of your delicious pussy on my tongue as I fill you up with my cum, babe.” I wink and tease her, “Deal with it.”
When she relaxes against the bed, I swipe my tongue up her slit and circle her clit with the tip of my tongue. I groan softly and start to eat her like a starving man. Because I am. For her. All for her.
“Mine,” I growl against her pussy before I push my tongue as deep inside of her channel as I can get, trying to get all her sweetness.
She writhes above me, and I press her thighs open more, pinning her bottom half down to the bed as best I can. When I suck her clit into my mouth, her back arches and she lets out the most decadent moan. I love the sound.
Fuck. I love this woman so damn much.
I need to tell her, I know it. I just didn’t want to scare her off, but after today, after pretending all day, I know I won’t be able to put it off much longer. She needs to know where I stand. She needs to know our future is right in front of us and we just need to have a little courage.
When she’s teetering right on the edge of coming, I release her clit and smirk against her glistening pussy as she gasps in outrage. I can’t help but chuckle as I crawl up her body until I’m face to face with her narrowed, accusing eyes.
“I was so close, Corbin,” she sounds petulant; it’s fucking adorable.
“I’ll make it up to you,” I promise as I push inside of her, enjoying the glide and the way her walls seem to pull me deeper.
I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my lips, as I start to move above her. She plants her feet on the bed and moves her hips to meet each one of my thrusts. I start making love to her, hoping to show her with my body just how deeply I feel for her. When she squeezes my length with her pussy, all bets are off and I’m unable to keep up the languid pace I first set.
Before I know it, I’m slamming into her and fucking her hard and fast. The sound of our bodies meeting is better than any of the Christmas carols which have been playing throughout the holiday season. This is a sound I want to listen to all year for the rest of my life.
Her moans and my grunts join in with our bodies and it doesn’t take long before we’re both right there. Close to the edge. Needing to fall over. Wanting to feel the pleasure we find with each other and only with each other.
“I want your sweet pussy to squeeze me so good, Justice,” I grit the words out through my clenched teeth.
Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I find a way to fuck her harder, making every stroke count until her eyes roll back into her head and she comes. Pleasure contorts her features and makes her even more beautiful. It’s amazing to watch and I’m in awe for a moment, until I can no longer ignore what her body is demanding of me.
I thrust into her and then gasp as my cock kicks inside of her, thickening right before I come. My entire body feels like it’s on fire as I fill her with jet after jet of cum. We’re both panting and clinging to each other by the time we’re done.
I roll us onto our sides and hold her close to my chest as our breathing goes back to normal. As I run my fingers through her hair, I can tell she’s not right here with me anymore. Something’s wrong.
I grip her hair and pull her head back from my chest just enough so I can meet her gaze. I study her and her eyes, those brown eyes I love so much, slide away from mine.
Even though my heart stops for a moment, I force words past my lips, “What’s wrong, Justice?”
Her voice is small, so damn small that it guts me, “I usually start my period on the 26th, so we’ll know tomorrow if this all worked or not.”
“Justice,” I growl her name and wait until her eyes find mine. “I’m in this all the way with you. I’m not going anywhere,” I stress the word and hope she believes me. “You might think this started just for you to claim your coal and in some ways it did.”
Her eyebrows pull together in confusion, “I don’t understand.”
“You asking me was prompted by what you really want most in life and I support you wholeheartedly, but that day something clicked inside of me when I thought about giving you a baby. I realized what you mean to me, and I made a promise to myself that I would show you the future we can have together.” I kiss her forehead and whisper against her skin, “You’re mine, Justice. All mine. I asked you to give us a try because I love you.”
She freezes and I pull back enough to look back down at her. She squeaks out, “You love me?”
I nod slowly. “I do. We’ve been friends for so long, but this is more. So much fucking more.” I wrap her up in my arms and hold her close, fear clawing at me that she might not let me do this tomorrow even though I’ll want to. “You don’t need to say anything right now. I know you’re afraid, but I just wanted you to know that I want a future with you. I want it all.”
She snuggles into my chest and doesn’t say a word, but I feel her love in the way she clings to me. She might not be ready to admit it or face it. It’s okay. I can wait.