“I’ll buy you more,” I growl, bending so I can taste her. I inhale her sweet scent as I kiss the slickened lips of her pussy.
“Cooper,” she whimpers, her fingers tangling in my hair as she forgets that she was shielding herself from me. That’s good, though. That’s what I want. I don’t want to give her time to think about what we’re doing. I want her to be lost in the feelings and the desire that I evoke in her. I step away and push my pants down my legs, kicking them to the side. When I look at her again, her eyes have dilated and she’s leaning on her elbows to take me in.
“Jo?” I prompt, wanting her to tell me what’s going on in that head of hers.
“What if you don’t fit?” she asks, never taking her gaze away from my hard cock.
I don’t even try to hold back the bark of laughter that escapes at her question. I bring my hand up and stroke my cock slowly, squeezing my shaft so tight, to push back the cum that is already dying to come out.
“I’ll fit, sunshine. Trust me,” I promise.
“I … I bought …There’s condoms in my nightstand drawer,” she says, her face bright red again. I think about what she says. Logically I know I should put one on. I find I don’t want to. I turn to open the drawer and damn if I don’t laugh again when I see about one hundred magnum condoms in the drawer.
“Damn, Jo. You got high hopes for me, don’t you, baby?” I ask as I hold a handful of condoms up and let them fall back into the drawer.
“I wanted to be prepared,” she mumbles under her breath. “I wasn’t sure what to buy. I had to ask the pharmacist. I don’t think I’ll be going back there,” she says with a sigh and again I want to laugh, but I don’t.
I slide down beside her on the bed, lying on my side so I can face her. Jo immediately turns to face me. I slide my hand along her neck and make sure she’s looking at me. I need her to see my face when I talk.
“I appreciate the effort, Jo. I truly do, but you didn’t need to do it.”
“Oh … You have your own, right? I figured you would, but I wanted to make sure. I didn’t want you to think that I was…”
“That you were what, Jo?”
“Well, I mean I told you I wanted to have children. But I didn’t want you to think that I was trying to trap you, or use you to get … well … I mean …”
“Stop being nervous with me, Jo. There’s no need.”
“That’s easy for you to say,” she says with a tiny laugh. “I’ve never done this kind of thing before.”
“Thank fuck. I like that I’ll be the only man inside your sweet little pussy.”
“Whatever,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“I’m serious, sweetheart. If there had been a man before me, you would have had to visit me in jail.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I would have killed him. You’re mine, Jo. No one will ever touch you but me.”
“I … Cooper, you’re kind of freaking me out. You’re talking crazy.”
“I’m just telling you like it is. I’ll tell you something else too.”
“What?”
“I’m not using a condom, because I want to feel you when I take you. I don’t want any fucking latex between us. I don’t want anything between us.” I was probably scaring the fuck out of her. “And you want that, don’t you? You want me to go bare inside of you, to shoot my load deep in your body.”
“But, Cooper, I’m not on the pill.”
“And I’m glad. You want a baby, Jo? You better fucking believe that baby will be ours.”
“I … Cooper, what are you saying?”
“I’m going to plant my baby inside of you tonight, Jo.”Chapter FifteenJoI’m breathing harder, faster, and I doubt I’ll be able to relax. My hands are on his biceps, my nails digging into my flesh.
“When I say I want you as mine, I mean that and so much more, Jo.” He slips his hand along my side and places his palm right between my legs. “I want to own this sweet pussy, baby.”
I can’t stop the sound that leaves me. It’s like this soft mewling noise, one of unashamed need.
Cooper nips at my earlobe, and I dig my nails harder into his flesh. He adds just a bit of pressure, but before I can let go and just let Cooper get me off, he moves his hand back, disappointing me. And when he has his palm on my belly, I hold my breath, knowing what he’s going to say before the words come out.
His fingers span the width, and he leans back to look me in the eyes.