Propositioning Love

“You seem to have a thing for knocking up a girl,” she says with a laugh that does wonderful things with my cock still buried inside of her.

Pulling her hard back against my chest, I hold her tightly to me. “Not just anyone. Only you.”

“Good, because after last night and this morning? I don’t think the chances of me not being pregnant are very good.”

“That’s the plan. Pregnant before the weekend’s over,” I say as I hold her to me.

She feels so right in my arms, like her body was meant to be in my arms.

We have plans for breakfast this morning, but if I keep thinking about putting a baby inside of her, we might not make it out of bed until dinner. Just the thought of fucking her from behind while I feel that wonderful belly gives my cock a rousing stir.

Shit, I need to get away from her before I fuck us both into an early grave with my insatiable desire.

Sliding my aching cock out of her, I growl as she keeps hitching her hips back towards me while she makes small, pitiful whimpers.

“No. No. No. Stay there,” she moans.

“We can’t, baby. We both need breakfast and showers,” I say as I finally disengage my cock.

“Damn. But it felt so good,” she says before her stomach rumbles loudly.

My stomach growls in return. “See, our bodies know we both need sustenance if we want to do this again.”

“Ugh.” She giggles as she rolls to her back, her beautiful breasts showing off their luscious nipples.

So beautiful, she’s so fucking beautiful. I want to see her breasts when she has a round stomach. Big breasts full of life-giving milk for our future child.

I know I could go in for a quick lick of them… she would love for me to… But again, I need to restrain myself, not fuck the both of us to death.

“Do you want to go first?”

“You.” She grins lazily at me. “I don’t want to move right now.”

Leaning over, I kiss her lips softly before I say, “Keep your legs up in the air.”

Eyes confused, she looks at me for a moment before asking. “Huh?”

“You want to have my babies, right? I always heard you had to do that when trying,” I say with a shrug.

Heading out of the bedroom, I stop and glance back at her for a moment. She has her arm over her eyes as she lies on her back. Her hand is lightly tracing circles on her belly as she begins to hum a quiet song to herself.

I want to go back and join her, but most of all I want to take care of her. That will always be my first and utmost concern. I stare at her for a long moment, burning the image of her like this into my memory, then head for her bathroom.

Walking into her bathroom though brings me back to the stark reality of how very small this apartment is. It’s not big enough for the two us, let alone a child. There’s no other way around it. We’re going to need to move into mine as soon as possible. At least there we’ll have enough space until we can find a house suitable enough to meet our needs.

Stepping into the shower, the spray of water hits my skin hard and all those thoughts I’ve been holding off start to slip in. Thoughts of her being a prostitute… Thoughts of this all being for naught…

She certainly wasn’t holding back there in the bedroom, and she seemed to be into what we were doing as much as I was.

I don’t think she was being dishonest, and I sure as fuck don’t think she was working her trade on me. I’ve been with money-grubbing women before and Zoe certainly isn’t one of them.

Running my fingers through my hair, I let the hot water wash away the girly smelling soap. Fuck, we need to get to my place. I’m going to walk out of here smelling like she does. While I’m sure that the smell is good on her, I don’t think it’s going to smell quite as good on me.

That right there is the crux of it all.

I’m here, where she is entirely in her element. We need to get that shit fixed quickly. In business, having a level playing field can be a disadvantage. I need to get her home with me, take the higher ground, and show her just how much I can give her.

I want her to feel just as dependent on me, as I am for her.

“Zoe,” I whisper against her neck.

She fell asleep while I showered, and if I wasn’t so hungry I could possibly see us going for another round.

“Mmm?” she hums at me as her eyes blink open.

“Shower time and then breakfast,” I say right before I kiss her lips.