Her cunt is so tight on me that she must be close.
“No. You are not.”
And then she cries, screaming out. Her quim spasms hard on my cock—and it is the most exquisite sensation I have ever felt.
And then Iamcoming. The pleasure is the most intense of my life.
In this moment, I feel that I am meant to fill this woman with my seed. I am meant to be hers. I am meant to be here in this blinding moment of pleasure. God in his providence has intended it for me.
And that warm feeling, that one I have only gotten rarely during prayer, that has been the fuel of my belief, glows through me.
I know that God himself is in this bedchamber.
That rather than shame me or condemn me for my actions, it is bringing me closer to him.
I clasp my hands around her hips and empty my seed into her tight, perfect quim.
For a moment, the heavens and the earth are aligned.
And then I realize what I am doing.
With a shout, I withdraw.
Seed spills from my cock onto the counterpane—but it is clear that I spent half inside her.
I did exactly what I promised her I would not.
Fear spikes through me.
“Annabelle—" I gasp. “I am so sorry—I lost—fuck?—”
“What?” Her voice sounds foggy from her own orgasm. “God, Alfred, your cock is heaven.”
“I didn’t withdraw.”
She rights herself and spins around towards me. She reaches inside of herself.
“I am so sorry, Annabelle. Please. It was a mistake.”
Despite the absolute transcendence of moments before, I now feel like the most inept man who has ever lived.
“I am sorry,” I repeat.
“No apologies, Alfred,” she says, smiling. “I have told you that it is no concern to me.”
My heart rate slows.
I am relieved that she does not seem upset. That, really, she is secure that she won’t get with child.
“Very well,” I say. “But if you do get with child, you will tell me?”
She looks at me now, her eyes narrowing.
“Why would I do such a thing as that?”
“I would hate not to know my own child,” I say. “I very much want to be a father. One day.”
“I make no such promises,” she snaps. “I do not owe you that. Must I remind you again that you are not in control here?”
