She’s quiet for a moment, asking, “Do you already have any kids? I didn’t think to ask you.”
I shake my head. “No. Definitely no.”
“Would you be upset if I got pregnant?”
“No.” My hand moves over her stomach, trailing lower, down to her pussy and gently stroking. “How could I be upset? It would be my fault. You didn’t know and I’m not going to stop fucking you.”
“You won’t? Even knowing what could happen.”
“Even then. I can’t get you anything right now to prevent a pregnancy. Like I said, I can’t stop fucking you either.”
I shift closer, looking down at my cock. It’s hard again. I can’t go ten minutes without needing to be on her. I push up and settle myself between her legs.
“Look what you did to me,” I groan. “I don’t care if you get pregnant. All I want is to fuck this pussy whenever I want.”
Her gaze lowers, fixated on me as I enter her for another round.
“See.” I pump slowly inside her, watching her lips part, her gaze locked onto mine. “I can’t stop. That’s because of you. How fucking insane you make me.”
She sighs, hands sliding over my back. “You make me crazy too. Can’t get enough of this.” She rolls her hips, taking me deeper.
“You want more cum?” I ask, testing her reaction.
She bites her lips and cries out, pushing up even more on my cock.
“Yes. Please.”
I press my lips to her ear, biting gently as I fuck her harder. “This is the best cunt I’ve ever been inside,” I whisper to her, listening to the sound of my cock slamming in and out of her. “I knew it would be good, just didn’t expect it to be this good.”
She cries out, her body trembling and her cunt clamping down on me. “I love being fucked. You knew I would.”
I’m pumping into her. She winces and I let up just a bit, remembering she’s still sore. “I did. Your body. So damn sexy, like it was made for this, taking cock. Mine.”
“Roman,” she moans louder, reacting to my words, her cunt getting hotter.
She’s getting off on this.
“See, look at you proving me right. Think I don’t feel how much you want this, how hard your cunt is working to suck me dry.”
I go at her harder. “That’s all you want, isn’t it? A hot load of cum, filling your needy cunt.”
She cries, shouting yes, her entire body shaking as her mouth flies open on a quiet cry.
Her pussy pulses all around me and I shove into her over and over, shouting in Russian. I feel her arms close around my neck, her lips against my skin, whispering. “I love you, Roman. I love you so much.”
I’m fucking dead.
CHAPTER 17
Nala
“You look way too innocent when you sleep.”
“Only when I’m sleeping?”
I grin, brushing the hair back from his forehead. “Yes. Only then. When you’re awake and you talk, your accent makes you scarier.”
He laughs. “That’s not true.”
