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“Yes. Once is all it takes. Don’t worry. I checked with my lawyer to make sure it wouldn’t violate the contract.”
“You should hire a better lawyer. The contract clearly states that you can’t refuse to have sex with me.” He smiled softly. “I should stop being so lenient about that clause.”
“It does state that but there is no reason for me to engage in relations with you once I’m pregnant.”
“You don’t know that you’re pregnant.” A cold chill ran down his spine. He’d helped to engineer enough loopholes in contracts to recognize one when he heard it.
“And I don’t know that I’m not.” She touched her breasts, squeezing. “These are a bit tender. It could be because I’m expecting, or it could be my period is on its way.” She shrugged. “We won’t know until I either have my period or don’t.”
She was right. He was going to have a word with his lawyer about this oversight. “Okay. Think of it this way, the more often we fuck the sooner you can be done with me.”
“Trust me, that is appealing but I don’t think I could stand to let you touch me more than once a month. I despise cheaters.”
“I’m not cheating.” He almost shouted and then took a deep breath. “And I have no intention of fucking anyone but you.”
“Then change the contract.” Her jaw jutted out stubbornly, but he was the king of stubborn.
“You should trust me.”
“I did until I realized you screwed me in the contract.”
“I didn’t screw you. I had no idea what sex would be like between us. I’d hoped it’d be good, but I wasn’t condemning myself to shitty sex for months.”
“But you had no problem condemning me to shitty sex.”
“You can’t have sex with anyone else. It’s the only way I’ll know the baby is mine. Don’t say I can have a DNA test done because I’m well aware of that, but I’d have to wait months. Your monogamy was the only way.”
“And the only way we’re going to have sex more than once a month is if you revise the contract.”
“I’m not doing that.”
“Then enjoy sex once a month.”
“I think you’ve forgotten that I can have sex as often as I like.” He took her hand in his. “While you, my dear, can only have it once a month.” His thumb traced across her skin. “Do you think you can handle that? You like sex almost as much as I do.”
“Almost?”
“Yes.” His gaze met hers and the sharp glint in her eyes almost made his balls tuck back into his body, but he kept going. He could talk her out of being mad at him; he’d done it before. “If you liked it as much as me, we’d be fucking right now, not talking.” He put her hand on his dick which was hard and ready to go.
“You’re right.” She squeezed his cock.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He rested his hand on her ass, pulling her closer.
“I may not like sex as much as you, but I do like orgasms.”
“I know. Let’s go have a few. We’ll see if we can beat our record.”
“No.” She stepped back, and he swore his dick grew trying to reach her hand. “I don’t need you for those.”
He wasn’t giving up yet. “Masturbatory orgasms are never as good as the ones I can give you.”
“Who’s talking about masturbation?” She left the bathroom and walked into the living room.
“You are.” He followed her, a little tornado forming in his gut. She was up to something. “You can’t fuck anyone but me.”
“Who said anything about fucking?” She headed toward the door.
“Where are you going?”
