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“We can,” I said. “I promise, I don’t have any feelings for you, this isn’t about romance or relationships. This is just about sex, okay? I swear. Once more, and then never again.”
“We said that the last two times,” he said.
“Yeah, but this time I actually mean it.”
He looked me in the eye and I did my best to convey that I was telling the truth. I knew once I told him I was pregnant, everything was going to change, but I wanted to have one nice moment together before that. I wanted to feel close to him once more, before I delivered the news that would maybe ruin our professional and personal relationship forever.
“Just one more time,” I said, letting my voice turn breathy and seductive. “Please?”
Instead of answering me, he just pulled me into a passionate kiss and soon his hands were running down my back and I could feel him getting hard through the thin fabric of his pajama pants. I rubbed my pelvis against his as he reached his hands up the front of my nightgown and teased me by slipping just one finger underneath the waistband of my undies. He snapped it against my skin and I let out a little excited moan. Then he brought his hands higher and took my breasts into his palms. His hands were soft and I felt electrified as he rubbed my nipples and slipped his tongue into my mouth.
My hormones were raging, and my body was more sensitive than it had ever been before. It was as if I could feel the grooves of his fingerprints, as if I could ID him with my eyes closed, just from the way his fingers pressed into my skin. I wasthataware of my body.
He started to kiss my neck and I reached my hand down into his lap and rubbed him on the outside of his clothes. He sighed with delight and then I put my hand into his pants and felt him for real. He groaned as I moved up and down his length, and I could feel myself getting wet. I started to crawl off his lap to go down on him, but he pulled me back onto him.
“No,” he said. “I have a better idea.” He took my nightgown off and then told me to take my panties off as well. I did as he said while he removed his own clothes, then he laid down on his back and told me to proceed with what I was going to do before. I moved to put my mouth around him when he waved a finger at me. “Turn around,” he said. “Do it the other way.”
It took me a moment to understand what he was saying, but then it clicked.
He wanted to pleasure me while I pleasured him. I’d only done the simultaneous pleasure thing with hands, never with mouths, but I was intrigued, so I spun around and put my hips back near his shoulders. From that angle, I began to give him a blow job while he grabbed my ass with both hands and before I knew it, his tongue was inside me. Soon, he moved the tip of his tongue to my clitoris and put two fingers inside me as he licked me all around. I had to stop pleasuring him for a second just to catch my breath.
It felt so good that I began to move my hips back in rhythm with his penetration, but still paid close attention to him and his enjoyment. After a while, we seemed to fall into a pattern, and we were able to keep each other on the climb towards climax while also feeling the glorious, orgasmic sensations for ourselves.
Finally, I was about to come and I wanted to do it unimpeded, so I stopped pleasuring him and just succumbed to the way he was making me feel. I sat up so that I was straddling the upper half of his body. He gave me the longest orgasm of my life. My body shuttered and it took everything in my power to not cry out with the sheer joy of it. When it was over, I moved off of him and laid on my back, trying to catch my breath.
“I’ve never done that before,” I admitted. “Sorry I stopped doing—you know—it just felt too good.”
He smiled down at me. “I’m glad it was good for you.”
He crawled on top of me and I spread my legs. I reached to put him inside me and he gasped as he
entered. “I wanted you to finish inside of me anyway,” I told him.
He moved inside of me and his breath was warm against the side of my neck. I closed my eyes and relished in it, trying to hold onto these feelings and sensations before they were gone—maybe forever. I gripped his back as if I could keep us together through sheer force of will, but soon he was climaxing, and it was all over. He rolled off me and took a second to fill his lungs with air. Then he let out a casual laugh and turned to face me.
“That was great,” he said. “It’s a shame it has to be the last time.”
“Matt,” I said, seizing the moment before I lost my nerve. “I’m pregnant. And it’s yours.”
For a second, he said nothing. Then he laughed again. “That’s a good one. But you should know, it’s very cruel to play that sort of joke on a guy like me.”
“It’s not a joke. I’m serious. I went to the doctor the other day, they confirmed it. I’m two months along and—”
He sat up. “No wait. No.” He shook his head. “No that’s not possible because you’re on birth control.”
I pushed myself up and pulled the blanket around me so that I wouldn’t be totally exposed for this conversation. “I never said I was on birth control. Clearly you assumed I was, and I assumed you were using some other form of contraception—.”
“What? What do you mean? What other form of contraception?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I know this is going to make me sound naive, but I’ve always left it up to the guy to deal with that, and with you, I guess I just thought you would’ve spoken if birth control was something you were concerned about. Since you never said anything, I figured you had your own method.”
He kept shaking his head as he stood up and pulled his pants on. “Stephanie, you can’t be serious. This is nuts! How could you not have told me you weren’t taking the pill?”
I sighed and looked down in my lap. “Look, we can argue about who should’ve said what, but none of it matters now. I’m pregnant, and since I’ve always wanted to be a mom, I’m keeping the baby. If you want to be involved, then I would love to have your support, but I don’t need anything from you. I can take care of this baby on my own, if that’s what you’d prefer.”
He scoffed. “Is this some sort of trick question? Are you trying to get me to commit to you or something?”
“What?” I frowned. “No—”
