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cushion. “No,” she cried out as her body tensed, every muscle burning and her pussy shattering in mind- numbing contractions. The powerful orgasm stole her breath. White light blinded behind closed eyes. Spasms rocked her core, clenching his cock in a silken glove.
Johnny smacked her ass.
The sting didn't hinder her response, but made her arch for more. “That's deliberate,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Yeah, so is this.” He angled his hip and penetrated deeper.
She glared at him over her shoulder. “You've proved your point, now prove your virility.”
On the verge of orgasm, his cock hardened and felt even bigger. If he didn't come quickly, she was going to join him and come again. A multiple was completely out of the question.
Determined to send him over the edge, she reached between her legs, gently fondled his balls, rolling them between her fingers. Her fluids made their joined bodies slippery and too erotic to allow the intensity to build. She grabbed his balls and tugged. With a shout, Johnny shot off like a rocket. Ribbons of cum bathed her channel. Each hot pulsing jet should have reminded her of the plan, the baby. But all she could do was revel in the feel of Johnny, his thick, solid cock, his groan of release, and his labored breath.
As soon as Johnny slipped from her body, Krissy rolled onto her side.
“Holy shit.” He sat back on his haunches. A sheen of sweat glistened on his torso. Damp hair clung to his forehead and curled over his ears. He still looked too good.
“I wasn't supposed to come, you ass.” She knocked him off balance.
He laughed at her. “Hand me my boxers.”
Krissy reached for his jeans and then grabbed her own.
“Don't get dressed,” he said as he stood. “I heard it increases your chance of conception if you lay down for twenty minutes.” He pulled on his boxer shorts. “That's about how long it'll take me to recover.” He started toward the kitchen.
“How do you know so much about conception?” she called to him, slipping a pillow under her butt to help the sperm seek out their target. She pulled the afghan over her legs and crossed her fingers. Probably just like Johnny, the little swimmers wouldn't know how to follow directions. “Recover for what?”
He came back into the living room with a diet soda and leaned against the wall. “For round two.”
Chapter Five
Can They Keep A Secret?
“Do you want me to stay?”
Krissy shook her head. Johnny didn't want to leave, but he understood Krissy's confusion. Making love changed them. Neither was ready to admit it, but the uncomfortable silence hung in the air like a suffocating shroud. What had transpired on the floor twice and on the couch once already strained their friendship. They weren't just friends anymore. Whether she admitted it or not, without sharing a single kiss during sex, they were lovers.
“I'll see you tomorrow.” She opened the door.
He gently touched her cheek. She took two steps back and his hand dropped to his side. “Don't pull away.” They'd followed her rules. It hadn't mattered. “It'll be okay. Think about the baby.”
Her hand went to her stomach. “I could be pregnant.”
Or not. He needed this week to convince her that friendship was the best foundation for a relationship. Tomorrow he'd work on breaking a few more of her rules. Tonight he'd leave her to sort through the confusion. Hell, he needed the time, too. Being together had been magic. Krissy claimed she wasn't ready for commitment any more than he was ready for fatherhood. He'd plunged into, well, her . And if it took every breath from his body, he'd convince her of the rest.
“I have a break in classes at ten.” He took his keys from his pocket. “Are you sure you're okay”
She nodded. “Just tired.”
“Call me if you need me.” He knew she wouldn't. As much as he hated leaving, he did.
Krissy closed the door behind Johnny, her worst fears realized. No touching, at least no
Johnny smacked her ass.
The sting didn't hinder her response, but made her arch for more. “That's deliberate,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Yeah, so is this.” He angled his hip and penetrated deeper.
She glared at him over her shoulder. “You've proved your point, now prove your virility.”
On the verge of orgasm, his cock hardened and felt even bigger. If he didn't come quickly, she was going to join him and come again. A multiple was completely out of the question.
Determined to send him over the edge, she reached between her legs, gently fondled his balls, rolling them between her fingers. Her fluids made their joined bodies slippery and too erotic to allow the intensity to build. She grabbed his balls and tugged. With a shout, Johnny shot off like a rocket. Ribbons of cum bathed her channel. Each hot pulsing jet should have reminded her of the plan, the baby. But all she could do was revel in the feel of Johnny, his thick, solid cock, his groan of release, and his labored breath.
As soon as Johnny slipped from her body, Krissy rolled onto her side.
“Holy shit.” He sat back on his haunches. A sheen of sweat glistened on his torso. Damp hair clung to his forehead and curled over his ears. He still looked too good.
“I wasn't supposed to come, you ass.” She knocked him off balance.
He laughed at her. “Hand me my boxers.”
Krissy reached for his jeans and then grabbed her own.
“Don't get dressed,” he said as he stood. “I heard it increases your chance of conception if you lay down for twenty minutes.” He pulled on his boxer shorts. “That's about how long it'll take me to recover.” He started toward the kitchen.
“How do you know so much about conception?” she called to him, slipping a pillow under her butt to help the sperm seek out their target. She pulled the afghan over her legs and crossed her fingers. Probably just like Johnny, the little swimmers wouldn't know how to follow directions. “Recover for what?”
He came back into the living room with a diet soda and leaned against the wall. “For round two.”
Chapter Five
Can They Keep A Secret?
“Do you want me to stay?”
Krissy shook her head. Johnny didn't want to leave, but he understood Krissy's confusion. Making love changed them. Neither was ready to admit it, but the uncomfortable silence hung in the air like a suffocating shroud. What had transpired on the floor twice and on the couch once already strained their friendship. They weren't just friends anymore. Whether she admitted it or not, without sharing a single kiss during sex, they were lovers.
“I'll see you tomorrow.” She opened the door.
He gently touched her cheek. She took two steps back and his hand dropped to his side. “Don't pull away.” They'd followed her rules. It hadn't mattered. “It'll be okay. Think about the baby.”
Her hand went to her stomach. “I could be pregnant.”
Or not. He needed this week to convince her that friendship was the best foundation for a relationship. Tomorrow he'd work on breaking a few more of her rules. Tonight he'd leave her to sort through the confusion. Hell, he needed the time, too. Being together had been magic. Krissy claimed she wasn't ready for commitment any more than he was ready for fatherhood. He'd plunged into, well, her . And if it took every breath from his body, he'd convince her of the rest.
“I have a break in classes at ten.” He took his keys from his pocket. “Are you sure you're okay”
She nodded. “Just tired.”
“Call me if you need me.” He knew she wouldn't. As much as he hated leaving, he did.
Krissy closed the door behind Johnny, her worst fears realized. No touching, at least no
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