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“Ryker,” she moans. I can feel her legs trembling with pleasure. I kiss her again, moving my lips down to her breasts. They’re still trapped behind her dress, but I bite the fabric, teasing her nipples up to meet my lips through her dress. She moans deeply, bucking against my hand and thrusting my fingers deeper inside her. I smile to myself. I know exactly what buttons to press to give her the ultimate pleasure.
“Ryker...you’re going to make me come…” she cries out, breathing hard. Her breasts heave with every labored breath she takes. I nudge her clit again with my thumb and it’s too much for her. She comes crashing down over the edge, her pleasure all-consuming. But there’s no chance I’m stopping there. I slide my fingers out of her, meeting her eyes as I undo my pants and use her juices to lube up my throbbing member. She stares at me in shock, clearly shocked at the size of me. There’s a lot of me to fit inside her tight little pussy, but I know we’ll manage. Our bodies were made for one another, after all.
“Don’t worry...I’ll be gentle...at first,” I growl. I move my fingers to my mouth, tasting her juices on my skin. It only fires up my desire even more. I need her so badly. I position myself between her legs with a growl, forcing her legs apart with my hips. Then, as my eyes meet hers, I plunge inside her.
It feels so good having her tight pussy clenched around my cock that it feels like I might come on the spot, but I have to hold out. Our first time is going to be one she’ll never forget. I move slowly inside her at first, not wanting to hurt her, but I can tell from the way she moans beneath me that there’s no pain. Only pleasure. As I pick up the pace, she moans for more, spurring me on. We kiss as I go deep inside her and I know that this is the best moment of my life. Having the woman I love beneath me, our bodies made to be one is like nothing I’d ever imagined. That’s how I know that she and I are meant to be. Everything feels like it’s finally falling into place.
I knew I wouldn’t last long inside her, but I savor her for as long as I can take before I allow the orgasm to wash over me like a tidal wave. As I come deep inside her, I hear her cry out too as she hits her second high. I collapse against her, knowing that we’ve done something incredible here. I somehow just know that we’ve made a baby together here. She looks up into my eyes and kisses me tenderly, and even with the chaos of our situation, even knowing that my best friend is currently furious with me for what I’m doing, I know this was the best decision of my life.
Epilogue
One week later...
Taylor
Meeting my dad today feels like I’m walking onto a minefield, but with Ryker at my side, I feel a lot better. We arranged yesterday to meet up and discuss everything that happened. I know that my dad is probably confused. He doesn’t realize how much his nonchalant neglect has affected me over the years, and he doesn't understand that Ryker and I aren’t simply hooking up to get back at him for his actions. I love Ryker with all my heart, and I need my father to understand that...especially now that I’m pregnant with his baby.
We found out yesterday. We took a few tests, but we knew we were rushing them because we were so eager. The first few came up negative, but I knew in my heart that the third test would be positive. I can’t explain how I knew, but I did. I cried with happiness when I discovered that we’re having a baby. Now, all I need to do is make my family feel as happy for me.
Approaching my dad’s apartment, Ryker slides his hand into mine and rings the buzzer for his apartment. He calls us up and we take the elevator to the top floor.
I’ve never been to my father’s New York apartment before. Our family home is back in LA, but I can already see that he’s more at home here than he is there. All of his things are here, and he has more personal items here than he ever did at home. Family photographs are hung on the walls here like he needs a reminder that we exist. It feels odd looking around and realizing I have no real idea how my father lives his life.
He’s waiting for us on the couch. He stands as we enter. I was expecting him to look angry, but mostly, he just looks sad.
