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“So, it’s wrong if we enjoy the sex?” he asks. “Just so I understand? Because I hate to point it out, but in order to give you what you want, I have to enjoy this. Have to orgasm. Is it wrong if you do too?”
Damn Gabriel and his logic. “It complicates things,” I know my argument is weak.
“Let me get this straight, it’s okay for me to enjoy making our child, but you, who will house it for the next nine months. You’re not allowed to enjoy their conception?”
I smack my head back against the pillow. “When you put it like that, it sounds ridiculous,” I admit. “But it’s not what we discussed.”
“Can I say something?”
I turn my head to look at him. “Knowing it felt good makes me feel better. We both want this. You need to stop worrying and overthinking.”
“But.”
“There are no buts, Leah.” Gabriel runs a hand through his hair. “Do you think I won’t be thinking about my sperm in your body when you’re walking around the office tomorrow? How it’s going to drip out of you. How do you think I felt earlier when I handed you the container? I was thinking about how you were going to push it into you, and fill yourself up with my cum.”
I moan at his words.
Gabriel reaches over and runs a hand down my cheek. I cover it with one of my own and squeeze. Inhaling deeply, I lock my eyes with his. “Let’s do this, properly this time.”
“No more green lentils?” he asks.
“No more green lentils,” I promise.
“Are you going to allow yourself to enjoy this?”
I bite my lip, and nod.
“Good,” he says, moving back onto the bed.
He goes to kiss me, but I block him, covering his mouth with my hand. He places a kiss on my palm and nods in understanding, as he buries his head in my neck, sucking on the sensitive skin beneath my ear. My body presses up and into his, wanting no, needing the connection.
His fingers trail down my body and between my legs, finding my swollen and dripping centre.
He drags his finger through my need and encircles my clit. “This is what I want,” he says. I throw back my head and gasp.
“Relax, Leah. There’s no guilt. It’s only this moment. Only pleasure.”
I listen to him, his voice hypnotising. I spread my legs wider, my opening throbs and contracts.
“Ahhh, I want?—”
Gabriel moves a finger to my entrance, he circles it, tormenting me until I’m writhing under him. He presses in, my muscles clench hard around him, my back arching off the bed.
“More,” I say, my hand snakes lower, searching out the part of him I want to fill me.
My fingers lock around him, and I’m not disappointed. His cock is hard and straining.
He moves back between my legs. I align him with my core, and he presses forward, his swollen head breaching my entrance. We both moan, and I bite down on his shoulder, as my hands move to his back. Gabriel slides a hand under my ass, scooping me towards him as he thrusts forward. My body stretches to accommodate his size and we both groan.
Planting his palm into the mattress he holds his upper body away from mine, before looking down into my face. His cheeks are flushed his eyes scanning.
“How does that feel?” he asks
“Oh, so good.” I moan as he grins and twists his hips, rubbing against sensitive places I never dreamed existed.
“No more green lentils?” he asks, resting his forehead against mine.
“No more gree—” he moves, and I lose all rational thought, his pubic bone rubbing against my swollen clit, while his cock torments my G-spot from the inside.
