“You’re going to be the mother of my children.”
She gasps, which is a bad idea. It sounds so much like the noises she makes when I pleasure her, the lust-infused sounds when I drag my tongue across the soaked surface of her pussy.
“R-really?” she whimpers.
“What’s the matter?” I smirk. “Lost your sass all of a sudden?”
“Do you mean it?” she says, looking at me steadily. “This isn’t some twisted joke?”
“I wouldn’t joke about something like this,” I say firmly. “No, Juliana. This is true. This is fate. This is everything to me. I’m going to be your first and only man. Do you have any idea how happy I was when you said you were a virgin?”
“I thought you’d be mad,” she whispers. “I thought you wanted—somebody experienced, somebody like you.”
“I want you,” I snap. “Nobody else, not now and not ever. It’s me and you until the day we die. That’s it. I’m claiming you the same way a predator claims his mate in the wild. No, the same way a predator claims his prey.
“I could bend you over the kitchen counter and fuck your pussy raw right now if I wanted to. I could fuck you until your lips tore and you were begging for more, even though it hurt you, even though you weren’t ready. You’d beg because a river of your thick white tasty come would be streaming down my dick. It’s a courtesy that I’m letting you wait until you’re ready, nothing more. Make no mistake, Juliana. You’re mine now.”
She makes another mind-fucking whimpering noise, squeezing her legs together. I have to bite down to stop myself from letting out a carnal roar.
“So,” I say, smirking away the fire inside me. Or trying to, at least. “Any thoughts?”
I take a sip of my coffee, black and bitter, and sit back to stop myself from lunging toward her.
“Any … thoughts,” she murmurs, and then a cute smile breaks across her face. “Well, yeah, loads of thoughts.”
I can’t help but chuckle, she’s so starry-eyed and fertile-looking.
Every inch of her screams, Impregnate me. Put a baby inside of me. Make sure a piece of us lives until the end of time.
“I feel the same,” she whispers, her eyes flitting to the steam of her hot cocoa, tracing it in the air as though it’s easier than meeting my gaze. “I’ve been having the same kinds of thoughts, about having babies together, about … belonging together. But I thought I was just being a silly naïve girl. I didn’t think my dreams could actually come true. We don’t even know each other.”
“You know more about me than anybody ever has,” I tell her. “You’ve seen parts of me I’ve never shown anyone else.”
“What does that mean?” she asks, tilting her head at me inquisitively.
I toss my coffee back and avert my gaze, almost feeling something like self-consciousness. It’s different for men and women. And yet it’s not like I’ve never had the chance. I’ve just never wanted to.
I hate the way women throw themselves at me, ready to do any depraved thing they think I want, calling themselves empowered when in reality they’re just acting like disposable sex accessories.
Or maybe that’s unfair.
Maybe it’s just that none of them were her, my Juliana, my woman.
“Jett?” she presses.
I shrug.
“I’m a virgin, too,” I tell her.
“What?” she gasps and then lets out a strange, strangled laugh. “Okay, now I know you’re joking.”
“Nope,” I say.
“Do you realize how little sense that makes?” she says, gaping at me. “I mean, have you ever looked in the mirror? A man like you – tall, strong, handsome, fierce – you could have any woman you want.”
“But don’t you see?” I say. “I’ve never wanted any other woman. I won’t lie to you. I’ve had my fair share of chances over the years. But it never felt right. I never wanted to just fuck for the sake of it. When I grind up inside of you, Juliana, it will be to put a baby inside of you.”
After a pause, I add, “But don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying I’m not going to draw out every shred of pleasure from you that I can.”
She giggles, her cheeks blooming red. “So we’re going to be doing it for the first time together.”
“Yes,” I say, smirking, almost outright smiling. She looks so damn hopeful excited for our future. It’s infectious. “Everything we do now, we’ll do together. I can’t wait to see you grow and flourish. I can’t wait to see you become even more the woman our children are going to love looking up to.”
She lets her head fall back with a wry smile. “Jett, I think I can safely say this has been the craziest night of my life.”
I chuckle. “Yeah, I’m with you on that one.”
I move over to the couch and wrap my arm around her shoulder, pulling her toward me, wondering if I can stave off the roaring lust inside of me just to sit with her.