“I do. The thought of you, breasts full, cheeks flushed, and you carrying my child is such a turn on.” His fingers made lazy circles around my bud. I moaned. His touch was my undoing. I spread my legs as far as they could go. They touched the side of the tub, giving him full access to my body.
“You’re going to glow with my baby inside you,” he said, sliding his finger inside me. He was slow, agonizingly slow as he moved in and out of me. I groaned, wanting more. I shifted, reaching my hand back to find him. It wasn’t difficult, he was rigid and pressed against my back.
“I don’t want this,” I said, pulling gently at his hand. He removed himself and let me turn around. “I want this.” I wrapped my hand fully around his cock and began stroking him slowly, looking him directly in the eyes.
His hand went to my breasts and began kneading them. He closed his eyes and dropped his head back, reveling in the pleasure my hands were giving him.
“God, it’s as if your body was meant for mine,” he said. I smiled, understanding the feeling. I felt the same. He knew my body better than anyone I had ever been with. It was as if he was an extension of me.
“You want to take this to the bedroom? There’s more room there,” I giggled. He opened his eyes quickly and nodded.
“Fuck yeah I do.” He leaned forward and pulled the plug. An instant later he was climbing out of the tub and helping me out. I tried to grab a towel, but he picked me up so quickly I squealed with laughter. He brought me to the bedroom like a bride on my wedding night. He dropped me onto the bed and immediately pushed my legs open. Before I could protest, his body was on the bed, his head in between my thighs.
His tongue moved up my slit with an expertise only he had. I groaned and let him ravish my body. He sucked, stroked, and licked me to the point of no return. I warned him I was close with a gasp, but he insisted on continuing. He slipped his fingers back in as he worked his mouth.
“I want you to come multiple times tonight, so let’s start here,” he said before finding my clit again and sucking hard. I cried out and arched my back as my body exploded into orgasm. He waited until I had calmed down and I was only panting before sitting up and replacing his fingers with his hard length. I gasped at the shock of him inside me.Without a condom.
“Are you alright?” he chuckled, moving slowly. I swallowed hard and nodded.
“Yeah, are you?” I asked. He laughed and leaned down, pressing his mouth to mine. I was hesitant, but finally parted my lips. He slid his tongue inside, allowing me to taste myself. It seemed to turn him on further. He groaned as he started his rhythmic thrusting.
“You’re fucking perfect, you know that?”
I didn’t answer, which caused him to thrust into me harder. I cried out as he hit my g-spot.
“Do you like that? Tell me,” he demanded.
“I do. I do,” I insisted.
“Good girl,” he purred. His hands found my breasts, teasing me, pinching my nipples. He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth. I lost my breath for a moment as the warm sensation of his tongue ran over the peak. I closed my eyes and let wave after wave of pleasure run from my center throughout the rest of my body. He lifted his mouth from my breast and shifted to my ear. I tilted my head to let him suck on my earlobe. I could barely stand it. I was already close to another orgasm.
“I want to make a baby tonight. Me and you, I want you to take every last bit of me,” he murmured into my ear. His words sent a delicious shiver down my body, ending at my core. My body was reacting to what he was saying with an eagerness beyond what my brain could comprehend. I wasn’t even listening to the words he was whispering in my ears. I was only responding to the pleasure his hard cock inside me was giving me.
“Tell me you want me to,” he said. I didn’t answer him, which caused him to lean down and nip the tip of my breast a little hard. I let out a yelp as he repeated his request. “I need you to tell me you’re okay with this.”
“What if I’m not?” I asked between heavy, panting breaths. He paused and removed himself from me. I was about to pout when he laid down beside me and motioned for me to climb on top. I did so with fervor, dropping down onto him, letting him fill me so completely I was sure only a few more movements would send me back over the edge.
“If you aren’t ready for something like that, then we don’t. It’s not... right if you’re not there with me.” He didn’t move as he spoke to me. All the heat left the room as he spoke. He wanted to make things clear and honestly, it was turning me on. “I love you, and the thought of you carrying our child is so fucking sexy. If it’s something you want to, then let’s do it. If it’s not, then we won’t. Okay?”
I hesitated and then nodded. He visibly relaxed. I leaned down, pressing my entire body against his. I worked my hips slowly, reveling in the feeling of him inside me. Our mouths met and they worked as passionately as our centers did. I tried to focus on the words he had said. I knew he meant well, but honestly, I didn’t care anymore. I wanted the feeling of all of him with me right here to never end, so if that meant taking him for all he had to give me, then so be it. And that’s what I did.
I leaned back up and began working my hips in such a way that I knew we’d both get our orgasms together. He groaned and our bodies were beginning to sync up. I could feel him pulsing inside me, and it was only a few more hard, strong movements before my body exploded so hard against his I screamed out his name right when he cried out in his own ecstasy.
Our bodies separated and I laid down next to him. He pulled me into his arms and I tried to steady my breathing. It was hard when my heart was going a mile a minute. I wanted to keep my eyes open so we could talk, but I found myself in a fabulous orgasm induced slumber. It was the first night in weeks we wouldn’t be interrupted and I had been looking forward to it.
However, when I woke up sometime later with the same level of desire from before when I looked over at Tate’s sleeping form, I decided that another night of being woken up wasn’t so bad. And when I climbed back onto his rigid erection and began working him, the smile on his face told me he agreed with me.
* * *
“It’s just one night. We do this for this guy and we’ve pretty much guaranteed he’s going to give us the gig,” Ronny argued. We’d played another set at the club and the bar manager asked if we were interested in a gig at his friend’s club. It was a much bigger venue with a regular following. Taking this gig would not only help us reach more people, but came with a nice paycheck, and like Ronny had said, brownie points with the manager of our regular bar.
“Yes, but it’s too far away,” Tate insisted. That was the only downside to this offer. The venue was almost six hours from L.A. While before, six hours was nothing. Now, the idea of being that far away from Cara was frightening. Neither him nor I liked it. “What if something happens?”
Ronny scoffed. “Like what? She’s a baby. All she does is sleep and shit. She’s not even going to notice you’re gone. See, I told you this would happen,” he glanced at Cash for an ally, but Cash shook his head. He wasn’t entirely on board with Ronny’s sentiments, but he did look pointedly at Tate and respond.
“I get it. It does suck. But you guys knew what you were signing up for. Traveling shouldn’t come as a surprise to any of us. Your parents did it and you ended up just fine. I’m not trying to be a dick, but I think you guys should figure out a plan for this. Right now, it’s just one overnight stay. What happens if we get offered to tour?”
Tate shut his mouth, his jaw tightening. He didn’t have an argument because Cash was right. We knew this was going to be an issue. In fact, during his audition this was brought up and he promised it was covered. Technically, we shouldn’t even be having this discussion right now.I rubbed his shoulders, but all of the tension stayed.
