“Maybe we should stop. I think I’m ovulating.” Unbelievably, she gets wetter as she says the words.
“Fuck, that makes me harder,” I groan and then roll her over so she’s pinned to the mattress and I can get deeper.
“Clause, be careful. You’re going to put a baby in me.”
“I know.” I’m pumping faster now, and I feel her clenching every time I hit her cervix like she wants me to stay there.
“Don’t stop,” she moans, tilting her hips up in invitation.
When she cums, I look down at where we’re joined and empty inside of her. I watch as my cock pulses, and waves of semen pour into her ripe womb. With any luck, my baby takes hold tonight and seals her fate to mine. Frostie is the one for me, and I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she stays.
As the last of our releases end, I keep my cock in her because it feels so fucking good, and I’m not ready for it to be over.
My mouth finds her neck and then her lips before I brush the hair away from her face and look into her eyes.
“Hey,” I say, and she smiles up at me sleepily. “I meant what I said. You’re mine, Frostie. This is it for me.”
“Me too,” she says back, and I feel her clench around me again.
“Forever,” I say softly, and before she can answer, my lips land on hers once more.