Page 33 of Blame It On The Carols

He felt so much bigger than before, and for a moment, I’d forgotten just how big he was. He gripped my hips with both hands and held me in place while we both took a few seconds to adjust.

“We forgot a condom,” I whispered, not interested in having him pull out now. “I’ve been tested recently and am on the pill.”

“I got tested a few months ago when I got my physical done. Do you want me to get one?”

I shook my head, closing my eyes as I pushed back on him and clenched my pussy as tight as I could around his cock.

“I want to feel you without one,” I said, slowly grinding against him. “We never did it this way.”

“That’s because I was trying hard not to get you pregnant back then.”

“And now?”

“Now I would love to knock you up and have you carry my child. Just the thought of you pregnant with my baby makes my dick hard.”

He reached a hand forward and began rubbing my clit while he fucked me from behind. Feeling him without anything between us was a whole new level of intimacy that I had never felt with anyone before, but with Aiden, it felt right.

The thought of him getting me pregnant turned me on in more ways than I could have imagined, and for just a moment, I allowed myself to envision that fantasy as he brought me to climax shortly before chasing his own.

Twenty-One

Aiden

Seven.

That was how many times I made Makayla come before we both had to tap out for the night. When I woke up the next morning to her lying in my arms, hair draped across the pillow, I knew my life would never be the same again. I’d lost her once. I wasn’t about to allow it to happen again.

She rolled over, smiling as her eyes fluttered open.

“Good morning,” I said, leaning in to kiss her lips.

“Great morning,” she replied with a giggle, wrapping her arms around my neck as she tried to pull me down on top of her.

“As much as I would love to devour you this morning, we need to get up so you can get ready.”

“My mom’s always late. I can be, too.”

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