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“No, I’m not.”
“You don’t want me to be mad? Then don’t fight me on this. You’re going to Texas Tech, and I—”
“I won’t leave you and Grayson! The community college downtown has a good starter program, and it’s an easy commute from here. We’ll figure out something after my two years are up.”
“Angel,” he growls, and in a flash, he has me on my back in the middle of the bed. He tilts my head up with a hand under my chin, and I’m frozen in place by the determined look in his eyes. “Let. Me. Finish. You’re going, and we’re going with you.”
“What?” Now, my heart is racing for a whole different reason.
“I don’t know why you have it in your beautiful head that I wouldn’t follow you wherever you go. That I would just let you go and walk out of my life. Maybe because what we have is still new, and we haven’t said ‘I love you’ to each other yet, but you have to know that what we have is too important for me to let anything separate us. And I would never hold you back or let you risk your future.” James sweeps me away with a hungry kiss but breaks it off way too soon. “I’m calling my realtor in the morning, and we’re going to start looking for houses near campus.”
“You’d do that for me?” I ask with a shuddery breath, palming his cheeks as I look deep into his gorgeous blue eyes that shine with adoration and so much more. God, this man really loves me if he’s willing to uproot his whole life to follow me to school. But…“Wait, what about Martin and Isaiah and your game nights? I know those are important to you, too.”
“Angel, you haven’t been listening to me, have you?” He nudges my knees apart and lowers himself on top of me. “I’d do absolutely anything in this world for you—anything,” he stresses. “I can game with them online until we move back—if you want to move back after school, that is. And since I work remotely, I can do my job from literally anywhere. Even if I couldn’t, I’d find another job. I have savings to keep us afloat in the meantime, should that happen.”
“James, you don’t have to…What my dad said about supporting us—”
He cuts me off with a quick kiss and drops his forehead to mine. “I agree with him. It’s important to me, too, that you know I will always take care of our family and that the only thing you need to focus on is school. I have the means to support us, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He cups my face and leans back. “I love you, Shayla. My heart is close to bursting all the time with all the love I have for you, for our little family.”
“I love you, too, James. You and Grayson and Lainey…you’re all I think about. I hope you know that I would do anything for you. It’s not all on you or one-sided. I want to be able to take care of you and Grayson in whatever way I can.”
“You already do,” James says with a slight rasp to his voice. “You have been since the moment you showed up at my door and held Grayson for the first time.”
And then he kisses me. Devours me. I don’t hesitate to slip my tongue between his soft lips, deepening the kiss until I’m completely overwhelmed by his taste and scent. He leans back on his heels and pulls me up to sit, slowly strips me of my top and bra, then lays me back down.
His hands are warm and gentle as he slides them up and down my body and stops to tweak my nipples. His eyes turn heated when my chest rises and falls faster as pleasure and anticipation rocket through my veins. I moan when he licks his lips and lowers himself over me to suckle at my breast, then the other in quick succession.
“I love you, I love you,” he chants as he licks and sucks his way down my torso, tracing a few of my stretch marks with his tongue, then down to nip the waistband of my jeans. He pops the button and slowly peels them off along with my panties, then stands and yanks me by my hips to the edge of the bed, rougher than I expected.
I gasp and automatically spread my legs for him. His pajama pants are tented by his long, thick cock, and I sit up so I can push them down to free it.
“I love you,” I whisper as I grip his steely cock and pump my hand up and down his shaft, ready to confess to something else I’ve hidden from him. “That first night at the hotel when you came on me, and I freaked out because I thought some might have gotten inside me? It wasn’t because I was scared of getting pregnant. I was scared you would leave me if I did. That’s the real reason. I knew I’d fallen too deep too soon already and was scared you’d think I trapped you. But then you grinned, and I didn’t know what to make of that. I was so confused about everything.”
“Angel,” he moans low and deep, his dick twitching and swelling in my palm as I work it up and down faster, spreading the copious amounts of pre-cum leaking from his tip. He cups my face, and my breath catches at the desire that blows his pupils wide. “I grinned because I was hoping some of it did,” he says with his own confession. “You wouldn’t have trapped me. I would have trapped you,” he whispers darkly.
I suck in a deep breath right before he slants his lips over mine and thrusts his tongue in my mouth. He presses his hips so close against the apex of my thighs that I have to drop my hand. I fall back on the bed when he slides his erection between my pussy lips, his passage eased by my slick arousal.
“Do you know how hard it is for me to do the right thing and pull out every time I’m with you? Do you know that I dream of sinking my cock inside you”—he notches the head of his dick at my entrance and slowly pushes in—“and filling you up with my cum over and over again? That I dream of your belly growing round with my baby? Of keeping you full of my babies, one after the other?”
I slide my hands to his lower back and pull with as much force as I can so that he’ll bottom out inside me the way I love. “Oh god, I shouldn’t want that. Not now.”
“But you do, don’t you?” He snaps his hips back and surges forward again. I cry out and hook my ankles around his waist. “You want my cum. You can’t wait to get pregnant again, even though you’re still so young. That’s why you beg me for more and more bare-back strokes, and you pout when I pull out and put a condom on. It’s why, out of a twenty-four pack, we’ve only semi-successfully used four.” He nips my earlobe and drops his voice. “It’s why you’ve pretended not to notice every time I spurt off at least once inside your angel pussy before pulling out to finish on your belly.”
“Oh god! I-I—”
He snaps his hips back and forth with sharp, deliciously deep thrusts. “Admit it. Admit you love it when we’re risky. Love it when I cum in you when I’m not supposed to because you want to get pregnant with my baby.”
He slams inside me, and I scream, “Oh fuck! Yes, I l-love it. I love you!” I cry out in pleasure and at the way his eyes and nostrils flare with my admission.
James practically roars my name and yanks his cock out. I gasp at the loss, then in delight when he flips me onto my stomach so that I’m bent over the side of the bed. I scream and bite the comforter when he thrusts into me from behind.
“You want my cum? Want a full load deep inside you?” I scream again, my toes curling as he drives into me repeatedly, electric sparks zipping up and down my spine. “Then work for it. Show me how much you want it.”
I’ve never seen this side of James before. So dominating and animalistic. Sex has always been good—freaking euphoric—with him. But this…mounting me and demanding that I work for his cum, it trips some kind of wire in my brain.
I arch my back as much as I can and roll my hips back to meet each thrust. “I want it. I always want it.”
“I know you do. I’ve always known, though I’ve tried to be good. But I don’t have to be good anymore, do I?”
