The feel of wet, hot suction on my cock had my eyes shooting open. I caught hold of Arella’s ponytail, wrapping it around my wrist as I looked down at her sucking me off. “Baby,” I groaned. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
Her giggle caused vibrations along my entire shaft, making my balls tighten as I threatened to spill down her throat. Her silky-soft hands were stroking what she couldn’t fit into her mouth, her wrist
twisting up and down, pumping a rope of come from me.
She moaned it splashed onto her tongue, as if it were her favorite taste in the world. I knew if she kept making noises like that I wasn’t going to last, no matter how good the relief from the micro-orgasm was for me. It wasn’t enough, though. I wanted to blow every drop inside her tight pussy.
Using my hold on her hair, I tugged her off me.
“No,” she whined, her lips swollen from sucking my cock, pouting. “I wasn’t done.”
“Shh, baby,” I soothed, pulling off her dress. “We have the rest of our lives for you to suck me off to your heart’s content. But right now, I need inside you.”
Her eyes brightened, and she fell back onto the pillows, her thighs opening for me invitingly. “Condom.”
Swallowing a curse because I kept forgetting, I opened the drawer beside the bed and grabbed the last condom. After all the times I’d fucked her the night before, I’d blown through the small stash I’d had in there. Not that it had mattered. We’d been so rough and they were so old, the damn things had broken more often than actually offered any real protection.
I sheathed my cock then sank balls deep inside her tight heat. The pleasure was so intense, we both groaned as I made us one. She was so wet and primed for me, telling me she’d gotten worked up while she was sucking my cock, and within a dozen hard pumps, she was coming apart for me.
“That’s it, baby,” I praised, slowing my pace so I could take my time with her and savor all of her. Lowering my head, I sucked one of her ripe nipples into my mouth and was rewarded with the flutter of her pussy spasming yet again around my shaft. “Your pussy feels so good, Arella. I want to spend the rest of my life right here, kneeling at this altar, worshiping you with my cock.”
“Jordan!” she screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head.
My girl loved it when I talked dirty to her. It got her off almost as much as the feel of my dick branding the inside of her pussy, rubbing over her ultrasensitive G-spot. When I felt her gush as she came again, I knew the condom had broken yet again, and I had to hide my triumphant grin in her neck.
Call me a fucked-up asshole, but I wanted to get her pregnant. Needed the world to see that she belonged to me as her belly grew round with my baby. Just as I was going to brand her with the ring I was going to put on her finger very, very soon.
Sixteen
Arella
Breathless, I clung to Jordan long after we were both spent from the hours-long fuck fest. From the way I was so sticky between my legs and it was leaking onto my thighs, I knew the condom had broken. Again. The night before, after the third one had broken, Jordan had told me his stash was several years old.
His confession that he hadn’t had sex in this apartment had made me so happy that it didn’t even matter to me that I was overflowing with his come. He hadn’t seemed all that concerned either, so I didn’t freak out that it was very likely the best possible time for me to get pregnant.
I would only admit it to myself, but I’d been thinking of babies since before I turned eighteen. Of course, those babies were part of the fantasy I’d built in my head at the time, of a life with Jordan much like the one my sister had with Braxton. Jordan had effectively shattered those fantasies, however, and even though we were currently sleeping together, I didn’t allow myself to imagine for even a minute that I could have that life with him now.
But even when things did end between us, maybe I would have a little piece of that life after all. In the form of a baby we’d created together.
Pushing those thoughts away, I lifted my head to look down at him. He was on his back, where he’d finally fallen, completely exhausted, only minutes before. He’d dragged me on top of him, and I’d nearly fallen back asleep from the way he was rubbing his fingertips up and down my spine. But my stomach growled, reminding me that we hadn’t eaten lunch earlier. A glance at the digital clock on the bedside table told me it was getting close to dinnertime, and I was about to venture into hangry territory if we weren’t careful.
Jordan turned his head, following my gaze. Seeing the time, he muttered a curse and sat up. “Take a shower, baby. We’ll go out for dinner.”
“But I just wanted to veg in bed with you for the rest of the night. Can’t we order in?” I pouted up at him when he climbed out of bed. “Jordan!” He picked me up with a grin and carried me into the bathroom. “I don’t want to go out.”
“We’ll go somewhere small,” he said, setting me on the sink and moving to turn on the shower. “I promise you’ll enjoy the food, and we won’t be gone long.” When he walked back to me, I happily spread my legs to give him easy access to my naked body. But after a brief kiss, he stepped away. “You shower and get ready while I make a quick call.”
As he walked out of the bathroom, I stuck out my tongue at him.
“I saw that, minx,” he grumbled as he closed the door behind himself.
Giggling, I hopped down and crossed to the now-steaming shower. An hour later, I walked into the living room to find him already dressed and ready to go. He was wearing a suit, so I was glad I’d gone with the little black dress I’d packed, as well as taken the time to do my hair and makeup.
When his eyes landed on me, they darkened with hunger, and I watched as his jaw clenched. “Dinner and then I’m bringing you back here and fucking you all damn night,” he said, almost as if he were warning me.
I picked up my purse and phone. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.” Winking at him, I walked to the door, calling over my shoulder, “But we need to stop at the drugstore on the way back and pick up condoms.”
“Right,” he muttered, following me out of his apartment. “Don’t want to forget the protection. I’ve only filled you to your eyeballs with come in the last twenty-four hours.”