Page 20 of Sticking Out

When I finally open my eyes, she goes up on her elbows, her gaze lingering on her sex as I remain buried deep. “I feel you…I feel everything.”

I slowly inch out of her and climb over her body. I move in beside her and cover us with the blankets, even though the room is hot. She stays on her back and I’m not sure if that’s what one is supposed to do to help the sperm find an egg. I shift to my side and lightly touch her hair.

When she stays quiet, for too long, worry niggles at me. “We good?”

She gives me a big smile and my heart jumps. “We’re great,” she says, and rolls into me, and I think maybe she’s right. I wasn’t sure what to expect after sex. Maybe a measure of awkwardness, but there’s none. There’s contentment and bliss and a whole lot of love between us—the friendship kind.

She cups my face. Her lips find mine for a soft, grateful kiss. “Thank you for making that so amazing.”

I chuckle. “My mother always told me if you’re going to do something, do it right.”

She chuckles. “You definitely did it right. But conner, there’s a time and place for your mother…and this absolutely isn’t one of them.”

I laugh at her teasing. “You think…” I drag my hand down her body and touch her stomach. “…we did it?”

Her smile falters. “I…I don’t know.” She blinks and tries for another smile. “Let’s hope so. I mean, I got pregnant fast with Alec, especially when we didn’t do it a lot. Hopefully it’ll be one and done and you won’t have to do this again.”

I frown, because I’m pretty sure she had as much fun in this bed as I had, and if I’m not mistaken, it might have actually even brought us closer, made us better friends. Or that could be my post orgasmic bliss speaking. “Do you not want to do it again?”

“If we have to, yeah.”

Have to? What about if we want to? Should I ask that? “Do we have to wait until next month to see if you’re pregnant before we do this again?”

“No, I mean I can get pregnant up to five days before ovulation and one day after. But today is my ovulation day according to my app. I didn’t want to ask too much of you.”

I think about that for a second. “Okay, so to optimize your chances of getting pregnant, we can and should do it tomorrow, right? Or maybe even again later tonight?”

“Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“Math and calculations aren’t my strong suit as you know, but if we go into next month, we should utilize those five days prior to ovulation. Doesn’t that make sense?” Way to twist this and make it all about fertilization when the truth is, I want more.

She nibbles on her bottom lip. “If you don’t mind. I don’t want to put you out.”

I give her a wink. “You asked me to give you a baby. Isn’t that all about putting out?” She laughs and whacks me. “Besides, I already told you I won’t be shaking my cat all over the place, so hey, I need to get my sex somewhere, right? And why shouldn’t you have a few orgasms of your own while we’re doing this?”

“I think all that makes sense. We can’t have you sperming all over the place. We need those swimmers strong and abundant.”

“Sperming all over the place? Wait, maybe those are the lyrics.”

“They’re not.”

Her laugh fills me with such happiness, I roll on top of her and press my lips to hers. I kiss her deeply, and when I pull back and find confusion on her face, I realize what I’ve done. We agreed on sex and orgasms, but those intimacies are for when we’re trying to make a baby. “That was practice,” I tell her.

She runs her tongue over her bottom lip like she’s savoring the taste of me. “I see.”

“We’re allowed to practice, right?”

“I think practice is good.”

“That makes me think in the weeks before ovulation, we could have some practice runs. I can’t help but think that will make us experts when you do ovulate.”

“Yeah, that might not be a bad idea. My mother always said practice makes perfect.”

“Mothers give the best advice,” I agree and flop onto my back, pulling her to me until her head rests against my still racing heart.

I get to have lots more sex with Dani.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing, dude?

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