Page 18 of A Deceitful Pact

Istill don’t know how I convinced her that this was a good idea, but none of that matters now. I’m balls deep in Riley Hale’s soaked, wet pussy, her birth control pills are down the toilet and her needy, little breaths are panting in my ear as I pump inside her.

Usually, I can guarantee that I’ll last. Coming has never been something that came easily to me; that's why I was so shocked the night we first met. Riley caught me by surprise not once, but twice, and I already know that it’s about to happen again. Her pussy feels like the fuckin’ promised land, so tight and compact as it stretches to fit me. Squeezing me like a vice as if it’s desperate for me to spill inside it.

“Sawyer, I’m gonna come again.” She grips her legs tighter around my hips as her pussy starts to pulse and it takes every strength I have not to let it trigger me into coming myself. I have to make this last a little longer, I’m still paranoid that come tomorrow, she will have changed her mind.

“That’s a good girl, I love how it feels when you come, Riley. Keep going,” I encourage her, keeping the pace of my thrusts steady so she stays on that edge of pleasure for as long as possible.

“Fuck, Sawyer, it’s….it’s…”

“I know, I’m feeling it too, you want me to come with you?” I graze my teeth over my lip as I watch her come apart for me.

“Yes.” She nods with just a hint of a smile. “I’d like that.”

“You want me to fill this pussy with all that donor 101 good shit?” We both laugh, and I wish I could kiss her, because she looks so pretty when she does.

“Yes, please.”

“No going back, Riley. It’s me and only me. No other man gets to knock you up.” I sound desperate, and I’m giving far too much away, but I don’t care. I need to be sure. No other man can own her the way I do. I won’t stand for it.

“Only you,” she agrees. “I only want it to be you,” she manages between breaths as her pussy continues to contract around me.

“Fuck, I’m coming.” I slide my hand behind her ear and grip her chin between my teeth to stop myself from kissing her. Then, forcing my cock as deep as I can get, I release, holding her tight to my body so she can’t escape me.

“No going back now, darlin’.” I plant a kiss on her cheek and hold myself still, just the thought of her getting pregnant keeps me pulsing inside her.

“That was… It was… I’m..” Her words come out all jumbled as I ensure my cock remains inside her and carefully shift her ass off the edge of the basin unit.

“What are you doing?” she asks, holding tight around my neck as I carry her back out to the hall and through the door that I assume leads to her bedroom.

“I’m knocking you up.” I lie her down on her mattress and reach up over her head for a pillow. Raising her hips, I tuck it underneath them so it keeps the bottom half of her body tilted upwards.

“You really are taking this donor job seriously.” She giggles, and I have to pretend that hearing the word donor doesn't sting.

“I told ya, ask Sawyer Anderson to do a job and he sees it though.” My cock is showing no sign of faltering, in fact I’m pretty sure it’s ready to go for round two. But Riley looks tired.

“Why don’t you get some rest, go to sleep?” I rest my forearms either side of her head and flick a strand of her hair between my fingers.

“Let me think…maybe because I currently have a king-size dick inside me.” She stares at me as if I’m crazy, and this time it’s me who laughs.

“A king-size dick that you better get used to, sweetheart. You said yourself this could take some time,” I point out, still desperate to kiss her. Why does putting something off limits make it all the more desirable?

“Well, at least we know our encounters will be tolerable.” She looks up at the ceiling, and I can tell she’s waiting for me to bite. I’ve learnt that this woman takes pleasure from getting a reaction out of me. Usually, that would bother me, but with her, I like it.

“You look tired, and all this requires lots of stamina; you really should get some sleep,” I tell her.

“Sawyer, you're missing my point. How am I supposed to sleep with you still inside me?”

“Does it hurt?” I frown.

“No, not anymore, but I can imagine it will in the morning.”

“Baby, you asked me to knock you up, and I’m committed to the cause. Right now, my king-size dick…” I pause when her eyes roll. “Your words, not mine… is keeping everything exactly where it needs to be. Soon as I pull out, everything I just gave you is gonna drip out and ruin these pretty floral sheets, and neither of us wants that.”

“Don’t mock my bed sheets, they were a housewarming gift from Eleanor Chambers.”

“That explains it,” I snigger.

“Explains what?” Riley goes all defensive on me.

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