Built For Her

“I tried to talk her out of stealing it,” Neal deadpans.

“Hey, I got the idea from you.” She pokes him in the chest.

“Oh! I forgot the wedding book in the car!” She tries to dart away from Neal again, but he grabs her and stops her from going anywhere. My stomach flutters thinking about the book we made when we were little girls.

“Baby, please make plans with your sister for lunch. You need to lie down and rest. You slept like crap and we still have your doctor’s appointment at ten.”

“Listen to Neal,” I tell her, grabbing her hand. “Do what you need to do, then we’ll meet for lunch and talk about everything. I want to hear about your appointment.”

“And I’ll bring the book!” She looks over to Barrett. “I need the wedding book. Right, Barrett?” She almost growls the last part, making Neal stifle a laugh.

My heart stops for a second, which is silly because of everything Barrett has been promising. He’s moving in here and trying to put a baby in me. That’s a pretty loud sound of commitment.

“Oh, she’s going to make an honest man out of me.” He pulls me close and kisses the top of my head, and I can’t help but melt into him.

“Love you, Ginny,” she says as both she and Neal leave.

“She’s going to be on us like white on rice,” I joke as I look up at Barrett. He lifts me up and my feet dangle off the floor.

“I’m going to be what’s on you.” He carries me up the stairs and doesn’t stop until I’m lying in the middle of the bed.

“Again?” He woke me up this morning by sliding his cock inside me. He gave me an orgasm before my eyes were fully open, then went on to give me two more before he finally let himself release.

“I always want you, and I know your sister isn’t going to let me have you at lunch today.” He takes off my clothes and then removes his so we’re completely skin on skin.

When his hands grip my knees and spreads them wide, he lowers himself onto me, his cock sinking deeper. My body is already primed for him, and his slow slide is easy. I moan as my body clenches around his width, loving how sweetly he stretches me.

“She’s going to push for a wedding,” I breathe, when I feel the root of his cock press against me.

“You think that bothers me? I already tried to get you to go to the courthouse,” he says as he slowly drags his length away from me.

My hips lift, begging him to come back, but he pauses and stares into my eyes. His face is serious, and it’s then I realize the courthouse comment wasn’t a joke.

“You didn’t ask me to, you know, get married,” I rush to say since he isn’t going to move until he gets whatever it is he wants.

“I’m not taking the chance that you might say no. So I’m not asking, I’m telling you we’re getting married,” he says and slowly gives me an inch. “Did I ask to put a baby in you?”

I shake my head no.

“If you’d rather have something than the courthouse, then get to planning it. I know you’ll want your family there, and I’ll only be so patient. I’m sure you can see that by now.”

Once again he fills me as we join together, and our tight embrace is almost too much to bear.

He’s right though. All along he’s taken what he wants. Me. This house. Having a baby. Maybe that should make me mad, but it only makes me wetter. My body craves his dominance, and I trust him with every part of me.

“You’re beginning to get it, I see.” He smirks as he rolls us over and lifts me up and down on his cock. “You’re mine, Genevieve, and with every day that passes it becomes impossible for me to be without you.”

I rock my hips at the slow slide and the ecstasy builds inside me. When his thumb grazes along my clit I cry out his name and arch my back. It’s too much, but it’s just right and my body is out of my control. Now it belongs to Barrett and he can use it for his own pleasure.

As my orgasm bears down on me, he grips my hips harder and thrusts up. He’s so deep, but I’ve never felt so full as I spread my legs and let the orgasm wash over me. He roars out as he holds me still and I have to fight to keep my eyes open. Watching him come undone is so fucking sexy, and feeling his warm seed inside me sends me over the edge once again.

I’m boneless as I fall down on top of him and he rubs my back. I don’t care about work or the house or a wedding. Nothing else on the face of the earth matters except him and me. I’m consumed by my feelings for him, and that can only be called love.