I walk with her to my bathroom and sit her on the toilet.
“Bates. You’re making all the cum fall out,” she whines.
I laugh and get a washcloth ready under the hot water. “Then pee faster, and we’ll go lay you upside down to keep it in.”
She growls at me, but does as she’s told. I lean against the counter, watching her.
“If this turns you on…”
I raise an eyebrow, and she looks me up and down.
“Fine,” she mutters as she wipes. “There’s something weirdly hot about it, but if youeverwant to watch me take a shit, I cantell you right now I’m not going to be into it. The line is drawn, you fucking perv.”
Trying not to laugh so hard the whole camp will hear me, I scoop her up and carry her to my bed where I shove a pillow under her ass before gently cleaning up excess cum with a warm cloth.
“Tell me what you came to say, baby. Every word out of your mouth is a fucking delight to me. Do you need your notepad or can you remember the list?”
“It wasn’t a long list,” she says quietly, watching me care for her.
“Tell me what you need.”
“Um… Can I stay here tonight?”
I spread her folds and gently kiss her swollen clit. “Yes.”
She shivers and gives me a nervous-looking smile. “How about tomorrow night?”
I keep her most intimate parts open and vulnerable to me, lower my head, and run my tongue through her clean crease, dipping the very tip inside her just-fucked pussy to watch it tremble. “Yes.”
“And what if I were to ask to stay every night? Is it too soon to do that? Or will you help me with my bags once my legs can take my weight again?”
I give her another lick while I’m studying her face. “You want to move in with me? Now?”
“Only if you want to,” she says in a rush. As if I mightn’t want her in my bed every night. As if I might want to grow our child inside of her while keeping her at a distance.
“I’ll collect your bags after I’ve showered,” I promise. “While you stay here on my bed. Forever, if that’s what you want. Am I telling your father about it?” I ask, flicking my tongue at her asshole.
She gives a sharp little gasp, but doesn’t pull away. “Not yet,” she says breathlessly. “I talked with him this afternoon. Not about anything specific, but I sort of tested the waters and started breaking it to him slowly. It felt kinder to give him a few hints, so he doesn’t get blindsided. I speak so frankly that he’s always uncomfortable when we talk, regardless of the subject, so in a way, I can say anything I want and get away with it, but for now, I’ve only told him that I like fucking older guys, and that I want a big family so I’ll be trying to get pregnant soon.”
This girl.
I stare at her.
This ballsy fucking woman is going to be the mother of my children.
I slide two fingers inside her cunt, stirring the baby batter while I suckle at her clit, and hum my fucking joy.
“Ba-ates.”
There she goes, making my name two fucking syllables again.
She thrusts and grabs at me, trying to pull me up on top of her. My dick has perked up again, and she wants it.
“Damn it, Lana.”
I drag myself up her body and push back inside her hot little oven. “You’re too fucking delicious. Every fucking thing. What’d your dad say when you told him fucking older men was going to get you babies?”
“He covered his ears and turned greenish,” she says with a giggle.
