She was tolerant with me and some of my sexual hang-ups. Like Tiffany, she knew there was most likely something that made me act the way I did during and after sex. Sex with Nikki was amazing, and I always came. Sometimes, tooquickly.
“Hey,” Nikki said softly and made featherlight scratches on my stomach. I stopped looking at her collar bone and made eye contact with her. “I’m up here,baby.”
Baby.
“I know, I’msorry.”
I made a few over-exaggerated moves with my pelvis and smiled at her. I hoped that I hadn’t ruined the mood. But when she stopped and put her hands on my side, I knew that Ihad.
“Sorry,” I whisperedagain.
“Baby, I just wish you’d tell me how I can make you morecomfortable.”
“Iam.”
Her pussy clenched my cock, and without warning, I came. I felt my abs tense up as I finishedspurting.
“Ryan! Damn,baby.”
Baby.
“Sorry,”
“You’re such a boy sometimes,” she teased and climbed off ofme.
The condom started to come off as she moved away from my body. I looked down for a moment and instantly looked away the second I saw the cum-filled latex tip. I pushed memories away and stood to go to the bathroom. I bent to kiss Nikki, and she followed me to the bathroom. I preferred a few minutes alone to clean myself, and usually, she would let me go take care of the clean up on my own, but nottoday.
I pulled the condom off with a handful of tissues and tossed it into the trashcan. As she spoke, I lathered up a washcloth, and with my back to Nikki, I began tending tomyself.
“Ryan, do you loveme?”
Jesus. My brain short-circuited as I stood there with my dick in myhands.
“Of course, Nikki. You knowthat.”
“I want a baby,Ryan.”
A baby. I turned to look at her to see if she had beenserious.
“Are youserious?”
“Yes, Ryan. I want yourbaby.”
Someone wanted a part of me. I wasoverwhelmed.
“You want my baby?” Iasked.
“Yes, Ryan.” Nikki walked all the way into the bathroom with me and wrapped me up in an embrace. “An adorable little Ryan. He’ll be naturally good looking, and a wonderful baseball player. He’ll have a cute as can be dimple like you do.” She kissed mydimple.
“What if it’s a girl?” Iasked.
“Then she’ll still be just as good of a baseball player as her dad. And she’ll have a dimpletoo.”
I hugged Nikki as tight as I could. She wanted a part of me. Even as fucked up as I was, she wantedme.
“Ryan, I love you,” Nikki kissed my lips and then my cheek. “Let’s start afamily.”
Words weren’t coming out of my mouth, but I nodded. When I saw how happy she was, how genuinely happy that I had made her, I had found mywords.
