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I let out a breath as he moves up my body, skimming his lips up my heated skin and finding my mouth again. He still has his underwear on, and every time I feel the cotton of his briefs between the lips of my sex I groan, feeling the fabric graze my clit. “Will…ooo-ff,” I stammer, as all coherent thoughts leave my brain. I can’t focus on anything except getting some part of his body inside of me.

Cock. Fingers. Mouth. SOMETHING.

He obliges my request, and lines himself up at my opening. “So, fucking beautiful.” His lips are on my nipple, suckling the skin, dragging the peak between his teeth and biting gently. His hand palms the other one, rolling the nipple between his fingertips as the blunt tip of his cock continues to rub through my folds. It feels as if we’re moving in slow motion, to the lyrics of a song that can’t be heard, it’s a melody our bodies only know. His cock slides inside, pushing harder, deeper, slower than he has ever gone. He pulls back slowly, his hands finding my hips as he holds me down—as if he needs to keep me still. His gaze is transfixed on where we’re connected, his attention captivated at him burying himself to the hilt over and over.

“Will,” I whimper.

“I need you so much,” he chokes out as his pace picks up slightly, his cock going deeper with each thrust. “Fuck, baby.” The tips of his fingers dig into the flesh of my ass and I find myself straddling the line between pleasure and pain.

“Will!” I moan as my eyes squeeze shut.

“Look at me, baby,” he tells me, and my eyes pop open feeling my climax building inside of me.

“I’m never letting you go.”

“Never let me go,” I tell him just as I feel my orgasm begin to rip through me. “Will! Fuuuuck!” I groan as the orgasm shoots through me, flexing my feet forward and making me claw at the sheets underneath me. I’m vaguely aware of him telling me how beautiful I am when I come and then I feel him moving faster and a warm feeling in my sex—an expanding and releasing that spreads straight to my heart.

He’s on me instantly, his lips attacking mine as he rolls us so I’m on top, refusing to break the powerful connection I’ve never had with anyone else. His hands wind in my hair, pulling at the root and I clench around him in response.

“Oh God,” I moan as I pull off of his dick, letting his cock—that’s not completely flaccid—fall out of me. I sit on his pelvis, just above his cock as our orgasms begin to flow out of me and I catch his gaze watching the stream.

“I want you off the pill,” he says as he watches his cum coat his torso. His face is serious yet I can sense his nervousness of dropping this bomb on me.

“Now?” I ask. He’s made comments about having me knocked up by spring, about dying to see my stomach round with his child, but they were always in the heat of the moment while he was trying to assert his dominance and lay his claim over me.

“Can we talk about this while we aren’t in this sex haze?” I moan, desperate not to have this heavy conversation now when I’m dying to get his cock back inside of me.

“No,” he growls. “I’ve never had this primal urge tomate.But I need this Charlotte, I need you off the pill so I can fuck you and breed you. I need every part of you to belong tome.”

Fuck, that’s hot.

And probably a direct response to Matt’s little stunt. Think about this, Charlotte!

Think about what? I want a baby, he wants a baby. What am I thinking about?

Um, how about his motives? He wants to knock you up because he’s afraid of losing you.

Or because he wants a baby…

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to quiet the voices and I nod, knowing that nothing has to be decided now when I’m just trying to get his dick into my pussy for round two. “Really?”

I resign myself to the fact that round two may not be happening as soon as I’d hoped. “I think we should talk about this when we’re both thinking rationally and not when I’m naked, sitting on top of you, feeling your cock harden underneath me.”

“My feelings won’t change…will yours?”

“No. God, when did you become such a buzzkill?” I move off him and close my legs as I attempt to calm my heated body and racing heart.

“I’m not. I just don’t want you to agree to something you don’t want.”

“No, that’s really more your speed, right? Saying things you don’t mean?” I rub a hand over my eyes. “I already told you I wanted a family with you. I’m sorry I’m not ready to make a decision right this second just because you’re feeling insecure.”

“I’m not insecure, Charlotte.” His voice is low and cold and I know without a doubt I struck a nerve.

“I just wanted to talk about this when we’d cooled down and not when we’re…” I point to our naked bodies. “Since when did I become the rational one? I did not sign up for that role,” I snap, sarcasm evident in my tone.

“Don’t be a smartass, Charlotte.” He sits up and gets off the bed. My eyes find the appendage between his legs that is still pointing directly at me. “Stop looking at it.”

“Where else would you like me to look? It’s staring atme!”

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