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Dangerous.
And willing to fuck him no matter the consequence. We’ve already crossed that line, so what else is there to do than celebrate what we’ve achieved.
And what better way to celebrate than through the heavenly bliss of climaxing together.
Avraam undresses me so fast I don’t even feel the air on my skin before he’s pressed against me again. I taste the smoke on his lips and the orange on his tongue, but more so, I taste the way he’s about to fuck me.
He presses me against the doorway, grabbing my hips and lifting me up. His arms are strong and steady, like he’s lifting the lightest weight possible. I feel like I’m flying as he switches to just one hand and undoes his belt buckle.
His pants crumple onto the floor at his large feet.
Bigfoot. That’s what I thought I saw on the way to my house the fateful night we met, and I guess I was right. But everyone knows what that means. Big feet mean he has a big –
I gasp as he plunges into me, going so deep that his balls press against my pussy. I bite his shoulder, aching pleasure surging through me as he moves deep inside. My body was built for him to take, but I have to say it isn’t easy. The pleasure comes at a price.
His fingers dig into the soft flesh at my hips as he pulls out and plunges in again, pressing himself into me and staying there for a moment. I relish in the sensation. Even without movement, my clit throbs with the promise of an early orgasm.
I run my hands through his sweaty hair, looking into his pale gray eyes as he moves slower, drawing out the pleasure for both of us. It’s excruciatingly good, lighting up places inside of me I didn’t know existed, long forgotten neural pathways that now worship what Avraam does. He gave them life, and now he’s their idol.
Every beautiful shimmering wave of pleasure is more intense than the last, until my entire body is shaking as Avraam pump his hips. I’m driven against the sturdy wooden doorframe, thrust into a sea of pleasure so immaculate that it eclipses the danger I’m in.
The world no longer exists for Avraam and me. It’s just an orb of pulsating electric bliss surrounding us like ball lightning.
And just like the mysterious and fickle nature of ball lightning, once we reach the mountaintop together and burst into ecstasy, it’s gone without a trace. The world comes back to us, and we’re bathed in the shimmering afterglow that only incredible sex can provide.
I giggle into Avraam’s shoulder, pressing my cheek against his hot skin. I want to be like this forever, but I’m pretty sure Avraam is going to get tired of holding me up soon.
A girl can dream…
Avraam lowers me to the ground gently, looking at my stomach like our baby might start crying. I laugh, but Avraam doesn’t find it funny. “We need to be careful.”
“Right, but to be fair, I haven’t taken a pregnancy test yet. Maybe we should get one.”
He rubs his chin, narrowing his eyes at me. “Ah, so we don’t even know if you’re really pregnant.”
“Ninety percent certain I am.”
“That leaves ten percent.”
“Which I’m sure the test will settle, so if you’d like to go get one, I’ll be waiting right here,” I chirp, walking over to the couch and sitting down. I feel his cum leaking out of me, so I cross my legs, maintaining a fake smile.
Avraam raises an eyebrow, looking me over for a second before picking his pants up from the floor. “Alright, but you’d better behave yourself while I’m gone. Don’t mess with the gun.”
I scoff. “I really wish you’d just get rid of it.”
He winks at me. “Not a chance, darling.”
And with that, he leaves, returning after half an hour with a pregnancy test and a new bundle of red roses. “For you, my angel,” he says, setting them down on the coffee table.
I can’t believe how charming he is. He hasn’t lost his touch, even in the midst of this horrible chaos we’ve been sucked up in.
My heart jumps up in my chest, and I want to pounce on him and fuck him again. But I stay calm, taking the pregnancy test to the bathroom and waiting for my result. I already know what it’s going to be, but we need confirmation.
A few minutes later, we have that confirmation. It comes in the form of two red lines on a little white paper. I show it to Avraam, curious to see his response to knowing without a shadow of a doubt that he’s going to be a father.
He takes the test from my hand, holding it up to the light like he’s testing a potentially counterfeit bill. Satisfied in its authenticity, he hands it back to me and smiles. “You’re going to make a hell of a mother, Kimberly.”
“I was going to say the same for you.”
