He slams his hips into me again, and I cry out in pure ecstasy.
“Fuck, love. Your cunt is squeezing me so well.”
“Because it wants your baby,” I say, sighing when he slides inside me again. “What’s stopping you from fucking doing it?”
“Your fucking birth control,” he grunts. “That’s what’s stopping me.”
“Mmm, you want it gone, don’t you?”
“Yes, Lucia. I’m not kidding. Get rid of it, and let me really put a baby inside you. Let me breed this pussy so everyone knows that you’remine.”
I nod frantically. “Yes.”
Ari gazes at me, hope and love all over his face. “Yes, what?”
“I’ll get rid of it. Then you can breed me. Get me pregnant with your baby.”
He stops thrusting for a moment, continuing to look at me. “What about your job?”
I run my hands up his back and pull him in closer. “What about it? There are no rules saying we can’t be together.”
“And Head Trainer?”
“There’s no reason I can’t have both.” I rest a hand on the back of his head and press our foreheads together. “Are you genuinely scared about my career, or are you finding reasons not to do it? It’s okay if that’s what it is.”
In response, Ari pulls out completely before slamming inside me. “You think I want to find a reason to not make you mine forever? Fuck no. I fuckingdreamabout getting to see you pregnant with my baby. Get rid of the birth control, and I’ll finally make it happen.”
Consider it gone.
We’re wild now, frantically pulling at each other after all the honesty we just shared. We’re actually going to do this.
I’m going all in with Ari.
“Give me your cum, baby,” I plead, hanging on the edge of release.
“You want it, love? It’s yours. Your perfect little cunt was made to take my cum.”
“Yes!”
Ari groans. “I’m getting ready to come, Lucia. I need you to go first. Strangle me with your pussy before I give you everything I have.”
I shove my hand down between us and hardly have to tease my clit at all before I detonate around him.
“Ari,yes!”
“Goddammit,” he grits his teeth. “You’re like a vice-grip around me. Shit, I’m right there. Going to fill you with—”
Thrust.
“My—”
Thrust.
“Cum.”
Thrust.
Ari screams my name as he pulses inside me, his orgasm drawn out from the way I’m gripping him tightly.