“Come for me, Angel,” he murmured in my ear, his thumb pressed against my clit while he swiveled his hips.
“Morgan!” I screamed. My pussy clenched around his cock as my orgasm rocked through me. My body shuddering beneath his, Morgan thrust deep a couple more times before groaning in my ear. I felt his cock jerk and then a spurt of heat as he came inside me.
“Crap,” I hissed. “You didn’t wear a condom.”
And I wasn’t on birth control.
12
MORGAN
Ireluctantly pulled out of her, mesmerized by the sight of her virgin blood mixed with my come, coating my cock and spilling from her pussy. As focused as I was on the view, I still didn’t miss her flinch when I left her body. I was still hard and wanted to take her again, but I knew it was gonna be awhile before I could get back inside her without causing her pain. I dropped a kiss on her nose, sitting up and pulling her onto my lap. I positioned her with her legs wrapped around my waist and slid my arms around her back, lacing my fingers together. I didn’t want her to be able to get away from me during this conversation.
“Who does your tight, little pussy belong to, Angel?” Her eyes dropped to her lap as a pink hue swept over her cheeks.
“You.” Her voice was whisper soft.
“Look at me when we’re talking.”
She lifted her head and rolled her eyes. “Only you could turn a conversation about the lack of protection into an opportunity to boss me around.”
“But you like my kind of bossy.”
She wiggled in my lap, confirming how much she enjoyed my overbearing demeanor. It was a good thing, too, because I wasn’t about to act any differently around her. She brought out the caveman in me from the very first moment I saw her, and I had grown accustomed to the feeling. There was no going back, for me or her.
“Stop trying to distract me from the whole no condom thing, Morgan.”
My cock hardened further, just from listening to her talk about us having sex. This sweet thing managed to do the impossible—she was the pied-fucking-piper and my cock happily followed her lead. Which was part of the reason why I’d taken her bare. Why I’d always take her bare. “I needed to feel you wrapped around me without anything between us.”
“But you’ll use a condom from here on out. Right?”
Damn, I loved it when she was feisty, even though it sucked that she wasn’t about to let this issue drop. “Nope.”
She shifted in my lap, pushing against my chest. “What do you mean, ‘nope’?”
“Now that I’ve had you bare, I’m not about to take you with anything between us, Angel.”
“I’m too young to have a baby, Morgan,” she practically screeched. “I’m nineteen. I just lost my mom. I have no idea where my father is and I’m getting ready to start college in a week and a half. Babies aren’t anywhere in my life plan for at least a decade.”
“Five years tops,” I countered.
“Five years what now?”
I lowered my head, claiming her lips in a deep kiss until her eyes were fogged with passion before I pulled away. “I’ll make an appointment for you to get on birth control tomorrow. I’ll even wear condoms until the doctor says you’re protected frompregnancy. But you’ll agree to alter your life plan so babies are a possibility in five years, not ten.”
“Are you trying to tell me you want me to have your babies?” she gasped.
I didn’t understand the surprised look or why it was hard for her to understand exactly what I was saying. “What the fuck do you think I’ve been trying to show you the last couple months, Angel? I moved you into my home and then my bedroom. Waited until I knew you were one hundred percent ready for me to take your virginity. Made the decision to take you bare when I’ve never gone without a condom in my life. Ever,” I emphasized. “Not even when I was a teenager.”
“You’re telling me you want me to have your babies.” This time her voice was filled with wonder.
“No, Angel. I’m telling you that you’regoingto have my babies,” I corrected. It was a subtle difference in wording, but an important one for her to understand.
She dropped her head on my shoulder, her arms and legs tightening around me in a brief hug before she pulled back and winced.
“You know what you need?”
“I can think of a couple things I want,” she answered, winking at me.
