“Does that feel good? You like being full of me?” I watch her trying to hold back her reaction.
“Answer,” I order, and she eventually gives in by nodding her head. “Get used to it, because I’m fully intent on knocking you up before we’re married.” She looks up at me, stunned, like she’s just been reminded that she also agreed to be my wife. “I want to watch you walk up the aisle, knowing that we have a secret.” Placing my hand on her flat stomach, I notice she looks embarrassed again, and I pause when I realise that none of it will be real. It’ll all be a show. I don’t get to keep this girl once our deal is done.
“Are you okay?” she asks, looking confused.
“I’m fine.” I reach down and kiss her, deciding that I’ll just have to settle for enjoying every second that she’s mine.
Thrusting into her slowly, I feel her pussy start to pulse. She tries to cover her face with her hands, but I snatch them away because I want to watch her come. She pants and bites her lip, trying her best to hold off on me, but I ensure she gives me exactly what I want, placing my hand between us and stroking her clit as I continue pumping inside her.
“You’re going to be such a good little breeder, taking what I give you and looking after it so well.” I slam into her harder when I feel myself getting close. “I’m going to flood this pussy with cum, and you're going to make sure you keep hold of it. Clench it tight, just like you are with my cock,” I instruct, and she nods obediently, gripping the sheets and looking down our bodies to where my cock slides in and out of her.
“Look up. Look at me. I want your eyes on mine when I fuck my heir into this pussy.” She does as she’s told, and when her body stiffens, she makes a long, loud moan, and I watch her come apart, as I spill myself inside her.
“Good fucking girl, you take that. Take it.” I feel her channel tighten around me, absorbing all the cum I’ve fucked into her.
“I think you like being mine. I think you're going to like being pregnant, too.” I manage to sit up on my knees, keeping my cock seated inside her, then, dragging her hips up, I force my cock deeper and plug all that seed inside her. Resting my palm on her tummy again, and smiling to myself in satisfaction.
“I think you have an unhealthy obsession with pregnant women,” she giggles.
“Not women, just you,” I admit, watching that dreamy smile stretch her lips, only this time, there doesn’t seem to be anything fake about it.
GRACE
Ican already feel this getting out of control. I shouldn’t be enjoying this; I shouldn’t like the way it feels, and I certainly should not be wishing that it didn’t have to end. Jack smiles at me as if us lying here for the past half an hour with his cock inside me is perfectly normal behaviour. It’s given me the chance to study every angle of his face, and I can’t help thinking that he would make very handsome children.
“Are we going to lie this way all night?” I question him.
“I’m very comfortable where I am, are you not?” He raises his eyebrows.
“I’m fine, I just wondered how long you’d be able to keep it like that.” I look down to where his still solid cock is rooted inside me.
“As long as I need it to. You don’t exactly make it hard work,” he smirks. “I don’t want any of that cum spilling out and being wasted.” He slides his hands over my thighs, that he’d insisted I hook around his hips.
“I was hoping to get some sleep tonight.” I laugh, and when it jiggles his cock inside me, I feel him stir a little deeper and have to remind myself to breathe
“Then sleep, don’t let me stop you,” he whispers.
“How the hell am I supposed to sleep with you inside me?” I laugh again and, reaching his arms around my back, he forces me to sit up.
“Find a way to get used to it, because I very much like how this feels,” he whispers against my lips before he kisses them.
“Is there any point in me having my own room?” I think out loud.
“I’m sure there will come a time when you will want your space from me.” He backs away slightly, looking sad.
“I don’t know, I’ve found you quite tolerable this evening.” I attempt to be playful to lift his mood, but fail.
“I meant what I said earlier, while you're in my care, I will assure you have everything you need.”
“I know.” I let him see that I have faith in him, taking his face and kissing him again.
“That's the first time you’ve done that,” he points out once I stop.
“Done what?” I question. We’ve kissed far more times than is normal for people who have known each other less than twenty-four hours.
“Kissed me first.” He smiles.
“Well, I was just…You said you wanted us to be friends.”
