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He looks over at me, his eyes heated.
"Yes, Claire?" he asks.
"I want you to come inside me," I whisper. "And we can...we can negotiate the terms tomorrow."
I feel so dirty discussing asex contractwith a near-stranger--but Gray crawls back onto the bed, positioning himself over me and dragging his cock up my seam.
"Claire," he grits out. "I need you to confirm one more time that this is what you want. Because if you say yes...I'm not stopping until you're knocked up. I'm gonna fuck you so hard you can't see straight, and by the end of it, I'm gonna put a baby in you."
My pussy clenches, and Gray gasps out a breath as my lower lips kiss the head of his cock.
"Do it, Gray," I whisper. "I want you."
Gray pushes into me, hard. I gasp as he fills me, stretching my already-sensitive pussy. He pauses, breathing, his hands on my hips.
"This is what you want?" he asks.
"Yes," I whisper. "Please..."
He grunts and sinks deeper, pushing my body into the bed. I gasp again, falling back against the pillows, finally trapped by his body. He braces himself over me, his eyes locked on mine.
"Fuck, Claire," he groans. "You were made for me."
He thrusts into me, his cock pulsing, my whole body rocking with the force of his movements. I feel full of him, his cock hitting every inch of my walls, stretching me just that much more. He drives into me, over and over, and I'm moaning louder than I ever have, out of breath, mindless. I don't know how Gray keeps talking, but he does...and it just makes it all more intense.
"You feel that, darlin'?" he asks, his lips against my ear, his hot breath puffing against my neck. "I'm fucking you so deep. And goddamn, you're ripe and lush and ready to be knocked up, aren't you?"
"Fuck..." I gasp.
"I hope you're ready forweeksof this," he says. "Weeks of me bending you over whenever you feel like it, on the bed, on the kitchen counter, outside on the porch...I'm gonna make you mine in every way that counts, and then you're gonna have my baby."
"Oh my God!" I scream.
I'm coming around him, an endless cycle of arousal and orgasm, aftershocks that leave me breathless. Gray suddenly gets to his knees and yanks my ass into his lap, holding my ankles up in the air...and he comes.
I feel him flood me as he groans, but he doesn't pull out--he thrusts a few more times instead, making sure I'm full of his seed. Even when he softens, he stays there, pulling me up to straddle him and placing a gentle kiss on my lips.
"Good girl," he murmurs. "You stay just like that...and I'll stay as long as you want me."
I almost tell him we should just say fuck it to the contract; that as far as I'm concerned, this is it. I'm his, through and through, even though we've just met.
But sensible Claire comes back...and she remembers that men have always done her wrong.
"I'll draw up the contract tomorrow while you're working on the house," I whisper. "We can sign it over dinner and then...and then we can get to work."
He gives me a wicked smile. "Sounds good, Miss Sawyer. I can't wait to knock you up."
I just smile back, laughing softly as I rest my head against his shoulder.
I can't wait to have his baby.
Chapter nine
Gray
Claireiswearinganafterglow I can barely resist when I show up at her place the next morning for work, early as usual. She's much more collected than she was when I left her to drive home last night, wanting to give her space to process what we'd just done.
I wanted to stay all night long, but I had to go and take care of my dog. There's also the fact that I didn’t think I’d be able to stop myself from having her, over and over again, if I stayed the night.
