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“Waylon, please. I…I’m so close.”
“You’re going to cum for me so we can cum together. I’m going to fill that little womb up, and you’re going to carry it around, aren’t you? You’re going to keep it safe for us. These beautiful tits are going to get even bigger as they swell with milk for our baby, and you’re going to stay with me, aren’t you, baby? Tell me you want it to!”
“Oh God!” There’s no mistaking his words this time. No pretending I heard him wrong. And they have me hurtling to mypeak. Everything tightens and then convulses as I shake in his arms and cry out his name. Muscles clamp down and milk him. He gives it all to me as warmth and heat flood inside of me. It sends pulses through me that have me wrapping myself around him and closing my eyes tight. If this is his kink, if this is just something he likes to do, like a role-play game, I don’t want to know. I don’t want to open my eyes if this isn’t the reality I find waiting for me.
By the time I catch my breath -and reluctantly open my eyes- I’m lying under him and he’s looking down at me. Is this the part where he tells me he was just going by some script? That he likes me -well enough to make love to me- but he didn’t mean any of the things he said during.
He takes my mouth before pulling back and meeting my eyes.
“I meant every word of what I said to you, Oakley. I know you’re not on anything, baby. I knew what I was doing, filling your little body full of my cum.” He places his hand on my lower stomach. “I’m sorry.”
Tears start to sting my eyes. Here it comes.
“I should have stopped and talked to you. I should have explained how I am, who I am. I knew if I ever had you, I wouldn’t be able to let you go. I should have given you a choice to say if that’s what you wanted or not. I should have stopped and made sure this is what you wanted, helped you get on something if it isn’t. I should have but…I really wanted to…”
“I want it! I…I wanted you to…do it.”
“You realize what this means?”
I nod at first, but then my brows draw together. Do I know what this means?
“I want you to stay with me, to be with me. I want you to have our baby.”
“Is this…? Do you…?”
He leans in for a kiss before staring at me with an open smile. “Yes, baby, it does. I love you. You might not feel it too, but…”
“I do! I…I thought this was just a kink of yours…”
“No, baby. I have never looked at another woman and thought about what it would be like to knock her up. I have never gone bare in a woman before. Ever. Especially with the express purpose of putting my baby inside of her. I’ve never felt the things I feel with you.”
“Me neither.” His eyebrows lift as I go back over my words. “I’ve never felt this way either. I love you, too. I…want it all with you, Waylon.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Oakley
We make love two more times before Waylon says no more and starts eating me to orgasm instead. He says my pussy was starting to look too red, and he was worried about hurting me. I drift off in his arms only to be awakened early in the morning by his phone ringing.
“Hello.” Damn, his voice is sexy first thing in the morning. “No shit.”
Whatever the other person is saying has him sitting up and me coming more fully awake. What is going on? I move and realize echoes of what we did yesterday are making themselves known all throughout my body.
“No freakin’ way. Yeah, I’m coming.”
He turns to look at me as he sits on the side of the bed.
“You should rest, baby.”
“Is everything alright?”
He doesn’t say anything for a while, and then he turns so he can face me more fully. “I…You know your friend, Lucy?”
Not sure how good a friend she is, telling everyone I broke into my own home, but I nod for him.
“She’s not who you think she is?”
“What?” Now I’m sitting all the way up.
