My inner muscles clench around him.
"Come."He bites my shoulder, sending me screaming over the edge.
I drag my nails down his back as the entire world explodes around me.My heart stops beating.My lungs cease to function.For a long moment, everything is black.And then he roars my name, and the world comes screaming back into focus.He pumps into me and goes still, his cock jerking as he comes in hard spurts.
I shake and sob as each one fills me, prolonging my own orgasm.
True to his word, when he finishes, he doesn't pull out.He rolls us, so I'm on top of him, his cock still inside me, and wraps his arms around me.
"Jesus, Ireland," he breathes, panting for breath."Jesus."
"Agreed," I whisper.
He chuckles, leaning down to press his lips to the top of my head.
Naturally, the movement pushes him a little deeper inside me.My inner muscles clench around him.We both groan.
"Settle down," he mutters."You aren't ready for round two yet.You need to rest."
"Rest?"I raise my head to look at him."I can't sleep like this, Crue!"
"You can."
"You're still inside me," I hiss…as if he's forgotten.
"I'm aware."He smirks, one of those lazy, devilish smirks that drive me wild.I swear, I know exactly why half the world is crazy about him.It's that freaking smirk.It's a deadly weapon."I intend to sleep like this every goddamn night until you're pregnant.Get used to it."
"You aren't serious."
"Oh?"He quirks a brow."I watched you scooping my cum up and pushing it into your little hole this morning, Ireland.We both know you were thinking about it then.I'm just giving you what we both know you want."
"I…you…I…" I splutter, my cheeks turning pink.He's right.I was thinking about it this morning."I wasn't trying to trick you," I whisper."I'm sorry if it felt that way.I just got caught up in the moment."
He throws his head back, laughing loudly.
"Why are you laughing?"I cry.
"I've got my dick in you, refusing to take it out until you're pregnant.You think I wasn't thinking the same damn thing this morning?"he asks."Believe me, baby, I'm not mad.I thought it was sexy as hell."
"Oh," I say, relieved.
He lays back down beneath me, his dick still hard.
"Um…is it going to go down anytime soon?"
"Yeah.After I've fucked you about fifty thousand more times."
My inner muscles clench around him again.
"Ireland," he growls.
"I can't help it!"I cry."You're inside me, and you're hard.And now I want you again.It's your own freaking fault, Crue.You're the one who…" I trail off, moaning as he drags me down on him and begins to move.
Finally.
ChapterEight
CRUE
