Page 94 of Under His Control

Jacob grabs my waist as he thrusts into me, his fingers digging into my skin. I moan as I cling to his shoulders, my breasts bouncing, the slap of our flesh incessant as he pounds me.

He’s swelling inside me and his thrusts are more urgent. He’s going to come and I’m not on any birth control.

We’ve been totally irresponsible but we can still avoid permanent consequences. We should… even if a secret part of me loves the idea of Jacob getting me pregnant.

I squeeze his shoulders, my words breathless.

“You have to… pull out...”

“No, baby… you gave this pussy to me… oh fuck… I’ll give it all I have too…”

I should be angry he’s overriding my wishes. His possessive growl turns me on. My pussy clenches around him, another orgasm rushing toward me as Jacob nears his. The pulsing sensation of his cock inside me pushes me over the edge first. I cry out as I climax on him again.

“Ohhh… ohhh…”

“Oh… fuck... nngh... Penny...”

He grunts and shudders, his cock throbbing as he comes inside me. My spasms squeezes him, pulling his cum into my body where it belongs.

We moan together as he continues thrusting into me. Jacob probably just got me pregnant. The thought makes me warm and tingly with forbidden excitement.

Jacob doesn’t seem concerned about a pregnancy risk either. Even when he’s soft and he’s stopped moving, he doesn’t pull out. He presses himself close, and it feels like he’s making sure his cum stays inside me on purpose.

Our heavy breathing mixes as we both come down from our climax. We exchange a meaningful stare that makes my heart beat faster. Then he bends and kisses me tenderly.

It would be nice if we could have more moments like this.

It would be nice if he could cherish me and love me.

It would be nice if I could call him mine.

* * *

My eyes are still closed as I take a deep whiff of the delicious scent floating into the bedroom. I remember it from a long time ago. Jacob’s cinnamon pancakes.

Mmm. Yeah. That’s going to be pretty tasty.

Of course, Jacob is not beside me since he’s the one flooding the house with tantalizing smells. I rise from the bed and stretch, a springier energy in my body after a night of amazing sex followed by good sleep.

I explore myself, cupping my breasts and pressing my hand between my legs. My nipples are a bit tender and there’s an ache in my pussy. Last night, Jacob took his fill of me and then some.

I took my fill of him too.

My face warms at the thought and I flatten my hands to my stomach when I remember a very important fact.

Jacob came inside me and I’m not on any birth control. There’s a chance I got knocked up on the same night I lost my virginity.

I’m ashamed to admit I feel a thrill of excitement at the thought. I’ve always been on the fence about kids but I don’t think I’d mind having Jacob’s babies.

I shake my head. “You’re getting way ahead of yourself.”

We had sex one time and I’m already thinking about babies? I don’t even know how he feels about what we did last night. He seemed very enthusiastic but what if he’s filled with regret this morning?

I’m nervous as I leave the bedroom. It’s probably going to be awkward between me and Jacob. Neither of us wanted to talk about that hot moment the other night but we’ll definitely have to address last night.

In the kitchen, he’s at the stove scooping a golden brown pancake out of a frying pan. He looks over his shoulder at me when I greet him with the shyest voice I ever heard come out of my mouth. I might as well twirl my hair around my finger too.

He smiles as he slides his gaze over me.