His words are so filthy that I’m ten times more aroused than I was before he stopped me. By the time he releases me, I’m desperate to reach my peak. I rub faster and harder until I’m right there. Pressing firmly against his cock, I cry out as my body shudders violently with my release.
Before I’m finished, Adam lifts my hips a few inches, which causes his shaft to pop up. He releases me, impaling me with his thick length.
I throw my head back and scream as another orgasm washes through me, my vision blurry.
“Ride me, sweetheart. Bounce on my cock.”
I shift my weight from my knees to my feet and use my heels to do as he says—ride him. It’s so erotic. And so amazing. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine myself in a position like this.
Adam groans loudly as he empties himself inside me. He holds me down as he fills me, and then he somehow manages to flip us over so that I’m on my back and he’s hovering over me without dislodging his cock.
His mouth comes to mine, and he kisses me as though we haven’t seen each other in years. There’s a desperation in it that melts my heart.
“I love you so much, Rebekah,” he whispers against my lips.
I’m incapable of speech. I’ll tell him how much I love him later when I can talk again.
Pushing his cock in deeper, he growls, the sound primal as if he’s marking me. “The caveman in me wants to make sure I put a baby inside you as soon as possible. The feeling is more intense today than it was yesterday. Does that scare you, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” I admit. “Scares me to death, but I want the same thing as you.”
We’re both panting heavily for several more minutes before Adam eases out of me. He doesn’t let me get up, though. He kneels in front of me, pushes my knees up, and presses them together.
His chest is rising and falling, and his look is as feral as his words. “You’ll keep my semen inside you until I say otherwise, understood?”
I nod, my cheeks heating. In this moment, I’ll do anything he wants. It occurs to me this is one of the times he was trying to explain this morning when he intends to boss me around in a way that makes me horny.
He’s right. I’m so hot for him I can’t see straight. The way he’s holding me down, pushing my knees so high and tight, forcing me to accept his seed into my body… It’s the sexiest thing in the world. I’ll never be able to tell him no when we’re in our bed.
“You want that, don’t you, Rebekah? You want my baby growing inside you.”
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“Tell me what scares you,” he demands. “The more you talk about it, the less it will worry you.”
“The birth,” I whisper. He knows this.
“Have you ever seen a woman use medicine to dull the pain?”
I frown. “No.”
“Well, they do. The ones who go to the hospital can choose to have some drugs that lessen the discomfort.”
“Oh.” That sounds nice.
“If that’s something you want, I’ll make it happen. We’ll go to the city and take childbirth classes, where we’ll learn all of our options, and you can decide what you want your birthing experience to look like.”
“Me?” I get to decide?
He smiles. “Yes, firecracker. It’s your body. I won’t tell you that you have to endure that kind of pain. My job will be to support you, hold your hand, give you ice chips, absorb your discomfort.”
“But men don’t stay in the room when women give birth,” I say, confused. They don’t even stay in the house.
His brows lift. “Oh, sweetheart, this man will be there the entire time. I won’t leave your side for a moment. I put the baby inside you. The least I can do is be there to comfort you.”
“You will?”
“Definitely.”
