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His eyes are intense as he insists, “Yes, it does. Tell me.”
I exhale once more and close my eyes. “You were with your friends, and everyone was talking about girls. You said I was pretty, but my ass needed its own zip code. It’s fine, Logan. I’ve come to terms with the fact I’m not built like other girls, and—”
“Stop.” His voice is firm. “It’s not okay, Hallie. I’m so sorry. I don’t remember saying that, but if you say I did, I believe you.” He shakes his head and closes his eyes for a moment, pain lacing those beautiful orbs. “I was a stupid kid. That’s the only excuse I have. And stupid is the right word, because if adult Logan could go back and kick teenager Logan’s ass, he would. Not just because he was an asshole for saying it—because he was! But simply because your ass is fucking amazing, and I’m not just saying that because of the dick thing I said when I was younger. I’m dead serious.” He grips my ass a bit firmer and licks his lips as he gazes at my pussy. “Your body is amazing, Hallie. Don’t ever doubt that. I’m sorry I was a dick in high school, but you have to know I think you are the most incredible woman I’ve ever met. You’re beautiful, inside and out.”
I swallow over the sudden lump in my throat.
“This body is growing life. My baby.”
Before I can reply, he leans forward and presses his mouth to the swell of my abdomen. It’s soft and gentle and tells me exactly what kind of father he’s going to be. The kind every child wishes they had. How lucky is this baby?
When he looks up at me, there’s a mixture of awe and lust in his eyes. And the moment he mutters, “Mine,” I almost come on the spot.
Instead, I nod in agreement.
Part of me feels like he’s talking about more than just the baby…
Then, he pushes my legs apart and leans in, swiping his tongue between my wet folds. A loud moan fills the entire room and my legs threaten to buckle. “Come ’ere,” he says, leading me to the bed. “Can’t have you falling.”
When I’m lying on the crumpled bedding, he slips his body between my legs and positions his face over me. He lowers his mouth and feasts. His tongue flicks over my clit, licks me all over, and slides into my pussy. I can tell this is going to be fast, the buildup of an orgasm growing by the second.
I reach down and slip my fingers into his hair, hanging on tight. My nails dig as my hips rock against his face, chasing the orgasm he’s promising. It hits quickly and almost out of nowhere. I didn’t even have time to prepare. I come hard, my body convulsing and shaking as waves of euphoria wash over me.
When I’m finally able to open my eyes, the first thing I see is his cocky grin licking juices off his lips. “All good now?”
“Hell no. That barely took the edge off,” I tell him, sitting up and reaching for his shirt. When I give it a yank, he falls down on top of me, carefully holding his weight off me.
“So, you need more, huh?”
I nod, pushing his shirt up and over his head. When it’s gone, I grapple for the waist of his jeans, trying to shimmy those around his hips.
“Hold on,” he says, climbing off me and removing his pants. Since he’s not wearing shoes, it doesn’t take long to get pants, socks, and boxers off. I’m eternally grateful for his swiftness, but also a little sad the strip show is over.
Just as he starts to climb back on the bed, he pauses. “Shit, I don’t have any condoms with me.” He runs his hand through his hair.
I blink at him in confusion. “I don’t think I can get pregnant again.”
He cracks a smile and brushes wet hair off my forehead. “I meant to protect you.”
“Yeah, but…” I swallow, zeroing in on his erection, which is jutting straight out from his body.
He snaps in front of my face. “Focus, Cupcake.”
“I am. On what I want.”
He grins and bends down. “I just thought I should protect us both from…well, everything.”
“I haven’t been with anyone else. Have you?” I ask, panicking a little at the idea of him sleeping around these last few months. Not that it wouldn’t have been within his right—he is single after all—but the idea sits like a lead brick in my stomach, you know? And I’m not diving into the why right now.
“No.” His reply is instant. “I haven’t been with anyone since you, and it was a while before that, and I always used protection.”
I nod. “All right, then I think we’re safe. And it’s not like we haven’t done it without a condom before.”
He smiles. “Right.” Then, he slides a hand between my back and the bed and flips open the clasp of my bra. “Your tits were amazing before,” he says, sliding the straps of my bra off my shoulders, “but now, they’re a fucking work of art.” Bending down, he sucks one nipple into his mouth, making me gasp. He cups one in his hand and runs his tongue around the nipple of the other. “So full and ripe, like the rest of your body.”
I’m practically panting with need. Reaching out, I wrap my hands around his cock and stroke from root to tip. A string of curse words falls from his lips. “You keep doing that and this’ll be over before I even slide inside your pussy. Remember how you said you’ve been taking care of your issue yourself? Well, so have I, darling, and it barely takes the edge off.”
My core clenches, and my brain conjures up images of him in the shower, stroking himself to orgasm. “So, we’ve both been taking care of our own needs, while the other was across the hall doing the same? Isn’t that sad?” I question as he guides himself to my entrance.
