The fact that he wasn't going anywhere was nice. It was a lot more than I expected considering the fact that I was merely a human incubator for his future child. I was thankful he was taking his time with me. Not rushing away now that the deed was done. It meant a lot. We didn't say anything for the longest time. We just lay there in a silence that was companionable, though tinged with a touch of awkwardness. I listened to his breath and savored his touch, because God knew, I might not ever experience that with him again.
If we were successful, this was going to be it for us.
As if he could read my mind, Malcolm cupped my chin in his hands and turned my face toward him. First, he kissed the tip of my nose before moving lower, to my mouth. The kiss was sweet, chaste, and yet somehow, reassured me and made me feel better about things. It was crazy, but it did.
“I'm so glad I cleared my schedule for today,” he said.
His free hand cupped my breast, circling my nipple, and my body shuddered pleasantly in response.
“We can stay here all night, Casey,” he said. “If you'd like.”
I would like it. Very much so. I knew it was wrong though, and knew I should say no. But instead, I opened my mouth and something completely different fell out.
“Sure,” I said. “Couldn't hurt to keep trying, right? Just in case the first attempt didn't take.”
“Exactly what I was thinking,” Malcolm said.
He pulled me around, so I was on top of him, and I stared into his blue eyes. His hair was stuck to his forehead, still sweaty from the first go-round. I sat, naked and bare, on top of him and his eyes moved over my body. Up and down, his eyes moved, drinking me in completely.
His fingers trailed along my breasts, moving down to my tummy, which was rounder than I cared for it to be, to my thighs and, then he cupped my ass.
“I don't know what to do,” I admitted, feeling a bit sheepish.
“That's okay,” he said, leaning up to kiss my lips. My hair fell around us, shielding our faces, acting like a curtain. It shut us out from the rest of the world.
“I'll be happy to show you,” he purred, sending a chill of pleasure along my spine.
Our bodies seemed to fit together perfectly. Like a hand and glove. With him guiding his hard cock, I soon felt him pressing against me again, hard and ready for round two. Malcolm gripped his shaft and guided it to my opening, slipping it between the soft folds of my lips, and I moaned. I lowered myself down, taking him inside of me.
The feeling was intense, and my body exploded in sensation the moment he entered me. It was unlike anything I'd felt before. I'd used toys and masturbated before, sure, but, having the real thing inside of me was mind-blowing. I sat there, my body trembling slightly as it got used to him being so deep within me. Malcolm stroked my back, and gently started moving me up and down on top of him until I found the rhythm myself.
I fell forward, my hands resting on his strong chest as my body moved on top of his. Malcolm's hands were kneading my back as I ground myself into him, making my body pulse with delight.
Malcolm kissed my neck, then my collar bone, drawing a soft sigh from me. Then he slid his tongue down my chest, taking one of my nipples between his lips. I groaned as his tongue lapped at my sensitive skin, making me spasm around his cock as I continued riding him.
“Oh yes, Malcolm, yes,” I whimpered.
As I ground myself against him, impaling myself upon his hard rod, an animalistic sound came from deep within Malcol
m. His head fell back against the bed, and his fingers dug into the flesh of my hips. His eyes were half closed, but little slivers of blue peered back at me from behind heavy lids. He held onto me, pulling me down hard on top of him, over and over again. Faster and deeper. He thrust upward into me, filling me deeper than before and made my entire body shudder with pleasure.
“Oh Casey, I –” he growled.
His eyes opened wide, and his movements became frantic. I might be new to sex, but I could read his body, and I knew he was close. His jaw was clenched tightly, and he was fighting it. Trying to hold off and delay the inevitable.
“Come for me, Malcolm,” I said
I tightened the muscles with me around his cock involuntarily, as my entire body spasmed. I cried out, clawing at his chest as pleasure ripped through me, taking me by surprise, and I groaned. Waves of pleasure washed through me, shaking me from head to toe.
“Come inside me, Malcolm,” I moaned. “Please.”
Malcolm grabbed onto my ass as I thrashed wildly on top of him, and he pulled me down hard onto his thick rod. Our pelvises pressed together as every muscle in my body tensed up on me. The sounds coming out of my mouth didn't even sound like me – they were wild and unbridled. I had no control over my limbs or my voice, but Malcolm kept a tight hold on me.
I stared into his eyes as he shuddered and grunted, filling me with even more of his cum. I moaned in pleasure as I felt it shooting deep inside of me. If luck was on our side, he was putting a baby inside my womb in that very moment. The idea of carrying his child inside of me was suddenly very surprisingly sexy and appealing to me.
My heart racing and my breathing ragged, I collapsed on top of him. I felt completely spent, and Malcolm kissed my forehead as he stroked my face. Neither one of us seemed capable of breathing normally at first.
Malcolm whispered to me, his voice tickling my ear and sending small jolts of sensation through me.