“You like it when I talk like that to you.” He touched my juices to the head of his cock and massaged it.
“I do.” I breathed. “I love it when you say how you feel. It’s like when I sing.”
“You’re getting ready to hear me do a whole lot of singing, then.” He grinned, pushing my knees wide, spreading me farther than I’d ever been spread. “Fuck, I love your pussy. Keep rubbing your clit. Don’t stop.”
“Oh God,” I cried. It was so erotic. So dirty. So much fucking fun. I’d never been this turned on. I was ready to explode the minute he slid inside me.
With my knees widened so that everything I had was exposed. The way I stroked myself. The way Luke made my arousal flow with his dirty words. He positioned his cock at my entrance and with a solid stroke slammed into me with powerful force.
“Ohh,” I whimpered. The blinding white light turned to bliss. I rocked as he thrust inside me.
This was how I loved sex with him. Our skin blazing against each other. His cock soaked by my juices. The silkiness of his shaft kissing over my clit. It was beautiful and painful and sinful in so many ways. I felt as if every nerve in my body was a live wire. A singing, floating wire hitting my skin, running through my blood, lighting my core on fire.
“Oh shit, Alexa.” He twisted my nipples, pumping in and out of me, sheathing his cock until it disappeared in my heat. “Watching you like this. God, I could come over and over. Inside you. Just like this.”
“Fuck me harder, Luke. Fuck me until you know I’m going to have your baby.”
He smiled, his eyes darting to the dark place where his body joined mine. I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted us to make a baby just like this.
My fingers strummed over my clit until I knew I couldn’t hold off any longer. The sensations had taken over my body. I was going to spiral and crash into him. Slam into his cock, seize it like a vise. Clamp on it and claim it.
“Yes,” he coaxed me. “Fuck me. Fuck me, Alexa.”
I jolted and jerked my hips, riding him, grinding my heat into him. And then I saw his eyes change. I saw the hunger and lust turn to something else.
He leaned forward and brushed my lips with a kiss.
“I fucking love you,” he whispered.
“Ohh,” I cried. The orgasm shattered through me. I grabbed his shoulders, giving my body to him. “I love you. I love you.”
He pulsed inside me and I knew he was fucking me with everything he had. Rooting deep inside me, planting his seed. Giving me his baby.
The orgasm spiraled through me again. I shook with pleasure knowing Luke was filling me.
I looked in his eyes. “This is the hottest fucking thing we’ve ever done,” he growled.
I smiled. “It is.”
He pushed one last time before rolling off of me. He took a deep breath, his hand landed on my belly.
“I wanted that stick to be positive,” he admitted. “Damn it.”
“I didn’t think I did until it wasn’t. I’m sorry it’s been such a roller coaster.”
“But that was fucking awesome. And until we get a positive stick, I’m fucking you like that every day.”
I giggled. “Every day?”
He kissed my shoulder. “Every damn day. Without Jake in the picture, you and I are the team now. We do what we want to do.”
I curled up next to him. “Ok.”
“And that means this team is making a baby.”
I smiled. I had never been so happy in my life. He tickled the side of my arm. “What happened last night at the award show?”
“Oh, that?”