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Does this woman actually have to psych herself up to have sex with me?
Before I can get lost trying to figure out the answer to that question, the doorknob turns and she steps into the room.
Five seconds ago, I was ready to call this whole thing off with a promise to myself that I could get over being offended by what I overheard, but the second she steps into the bedroom, every thought is derailed.
I’ve seen this woman in a bikini I don’t know how many times, but the sight of her standing in front of me in a soft-looking robe, the hem of it flirting with her upper thighs, leaves me forgetting how to breathe.
My eyes trail up her silky-smooth legs to her waist where the tie is cinched. An image of her pregnant flashes in my mind, conjuring up what she might look like wearing this same thing then. It would gap at her throat, the swells of her breastsexposed. In my fantasy, the roundness of her belly would make it impossible to keep the thing closed at the bottom.
“Are you ready?” she asks, but she can’t seem to look my way.
I’d be offended if her face wasn’t bright red. I’m comfortable enough in my skin that I somehow managed to forget that I’m standing in the middle of her bedroom butt ass naked.
“Ready,” I tell her, taking a step back as she inches closer because I can tell she’s heading to the bed.
I watch as she bends a little to pull back the blankets, and I’m close to getting lost in the way her robe rides up her ass a few more inches. Shadows cast by the overhead light make it impossible to view more of her body. I both love and hate the mystery of it.
“You can use that,” she says, pointing to something on the bedside table, but my attention is a hundred percent on the towel she has laid out under the bed cover.
She prepared her room for this. I don’t know if that’s commendable or what. Adalynn is so goal-oriented that it shouldn’t surprise me. She gets laser-focused when she’s on a mission, and usually there’s very little that can deter her. It’s one of the main reasons I offered to do his. If she set her mind to having a baby, then she’d have one whether I was involved or not.
“Huh?” I say stupidly, watching her climb into the bed without pulling her robe off.
“The Pre-Seed.”
“Pre-what?”
“It’s lubrication approved for fertility.”
“It makes you more fertile?” I ask, looking at the blue-and-white package with disgust.
“It’s pH balanced so it won’t interfere with your umm… sperm.”
“It’s required?” I ask, still feeling stupid.
“Since there won’t be any umm, you know… foreplay… I won’t be umm… you’ll need to use it.”
I blink at her because she has to be speaking a different language right now.
No foreplay?
I know she didn’t want kissing or excessive touching, but I thought for sure she’d either change her mind or I would at least be able to get my mouth on other parts of her body.
She’s drawing a line in the sand, making more rules without calling them rules.
I should probably be ashamed that my cock hasn’t flagged at all with her declaration, but my body and my head aren’t always on the same track.
“Are you nervous?”
“No,” she says, a little too fast to make her answer believable as she lies down in the bed and pulls the covers up to her chin.
She still can’t look at me, but I know there’s a good chance that running my hand down my cock might not be received the way I’d like it to be. And then, it hits me like a ton of bricks.
“Adalynn,” I snap, but she doesn’t look over at me until I kneel beside the bed, my lower half out of sight. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
Her eyes widen as she sits bolt upright in the bed, her eyes narrowing on me.
I’m a weak man because when my eyes catch a quick glimpse of skin, I drop my gaze to it.
