“Not the only thing I’ve been doing.” He carries me over to the bed, laying me down.
“You’ve been trying to get me pregnant,” I say. He nods. “But you also didn’t want me to think this was only about you getting off.”
“I’m a bit of an asshole, aren’t I?”
“I might be naïve, but I knew deep down what was happening. What it could mean and I wanted it too.”
“You should probably be running from me.”
“You want me to run?” I lift my hips, pressing my sex into his cock.
“You can try.”
“I don’t want to run. I want you to make love to me.”
“Say it again. Tell me that you love me.”
“I love you.” His eyes close for a long moment. He savors my words. I don’t know how I got so lucky to find a man like Jason, but I’m never letting him go either.
“I love you too, babe,” he says before he claims my mouth.
We both start to pull at each other's clothes. He rips the shirt right from my body. I’m desperate to have him inside of me. That's all I can think about. I want that connection with him.
“Fuck,” he grits out when I wrap my hand around his cock. I start to stroke him. “You’re not ready.”
“Jason. Please,” I beg. I need him inside of me now. I’ve waited long enough.
“Need to eat you first,” he grits out, looking almost pained.
“No, put it inside me.” I try to guide him to my opening. He grips me around my wrist, making me release him from my hold.
“Don’t make me spank your ass right now,” I huff, having no doubt he will flip me over and spank me. “Olivia,” he growls when he sees the excitement on my face. “I’m not going to hurt you. I have to do this right.” He tries to reason with me.
“I need you,” I beg.
“You already have me,” he says as his mouth travels down my body to my sex. I moan when his tongue circles my clit. He presses a finger inside of me and starts to pump it in and out.
“Jason.” I rock my hips as he adds another finger. It’s tight at first, but my body adjusts to fit him. He draws me close to orgasm and pulls back over and over again. “Please,” I plead with him. “More. I need more.”
I have no idea why he is teasing me. Taking me to the edge and pulling back. My whole body burns with need. He sucks my clit into his mouth, flicking it back and forth with his tongue.
“Right there. Yes! No!” I cry out when his mouth leaves me. My protest is cut off when he moves up my body. I taste myself on him, which only heightens my desire.
He finally guides the head of his cock to my opening before his fingers go to my clit. It only takes a few strokes and I’m coming. I moan into his mouth as he finally gives me my orgasm.
I’m lost in pleasure as he presses through my virginity. The sharp pain mixes with the pleasure. He never stops kissing me. His fingers are still stroking my clit as he rides out my orgasm.
My sex clenches and releases around his cock. Any pain I thought I felt melts away. There is only us and pleasure.
“Babe.” He breathes against my mouth when I try to lift my hips to get him to move. “Tell me you’re okay.”
“I’m more than okay.”
“You’re crying,” he growls. I hadn't even realized.
“They are happy tears.” I had no idea love would be this way. It would kill me to lose this. To lose him. I can’t imagine a life without him in it.
“I love you so damn much.” He kisses me again. This time he starts to move inside me.