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Story: Drunk Dialing My Enemy
I know what his favorite position is. He likes me on top. The first time we did it in that position, I tried to cover my torso in a blanket. He ripped the blanket off. Said he liked me on top preciselybecausehe could see everything. It took me a while to really believe this, to strip off my clothes without even a hint of insecurity. But I’m here now. Being naked in front of Darren is easy now.
He finishes at nearly the same time as me. We fall into bed together, tired and sated.
“Katie.”
“Yeah?”
Darren’s hand strokes my lower stomach. I look at him and he’s staring thoughtfully at the softness beneath his fingers.
“I want you to have my babies.”
I smile.
“I know.”
“Soon, though.”
“How soon?”
His eyes roam my face.
“How about, starting on our wedding night?”
I raise a brow.
“You want to start trying for a baby in four days?” I ask him, wondering if he didn’t realize how quickly our wedding is coming up.
“I’d start now if you wanted to,” he offers. “But I know you want us to be husband and wife first and I respect it. But yeah. As soon as you say those vows, I want to march you out of the wedding venue and take you on the nearest surface we can find. Unprotected.”
I stare down at his hand on my stomach and imagine it resting on a baby bump instead. Are we ready for that?
Crazy as it seems, I think we are. As ready as anyone ever is for kids, anyway.
“Okay,” I smile. “Let’s start on our wedding night.”
He exhales and I realize Darren was actually nervous to bring this up to me. Nervous, worried I’d say no. This must mean a lot to him. I knew he wanted a family. I wanted one too. Having one this soon isn’t something we’d seriously discussed, but Darren makes me feel safe enough to jump into things without too much overthinking.
What’s that he told me on our first night together? To turn off my brain?
He makes it easier for me to turn off my brain. Or at least, turn it down.
I climb on top of him, straddling his hips as his cock hardens beneath me. His kiss is deep and slow.
I’m exactly where I want to be.
He finishes at nearly the same time as me. We fall into bed together, tired and sated.
“Katie.”
“Yeah?”
Darren’s hand strokes my lower stomach. I look at him and he’s staring thoughtfully at the softness beneath his fingers.
“I want you to have my babies.”
I smile.
“I know.”
“Soon, though.”
“How soon?”
His eyes roam my face.
“How about, starting on our wedding night?”
I raise a brow.
“You want to start trying for a baby in four days?” I ask him, wondering if he didn’t realize how quickly our wedding is coming up.
“I’d start now if you wanted to,” he offers. “But I know you want us to be husband and wife first and I respect it. But yeah. As soon as you say those vows, I want to march you out of the wedding venue and take you on the nearest surface we can find. Unprotected.”
I stare down at his hand on my stomach and imagine it resting on a baby bump instead. Are we ready for that?
Crazy as it seems, I think we are. As ready as anyone ever is for kids, anyway.
“Okay,” I smile. “Let’s start on our wedding night.”
He exhales and I realize Darren was actually nervous to bring this up to me. Nervous, worried I’d say no. This must mean a lot to him. I knew he wanted a family. I wanted one too. Having one this soon isn’t something we’d seriously discussed, but Darren makes me feel safe enough to jump into things without too much overthinking.
What’s that he told me on our first night together? To turn off my brain?
He makes it easier for me to turn off my brain. Or at least, turn it down.
I climb on top of him, straddling his hips as his cock hardens beneath me. His kiss is deep and slow.
I’m exactly where I want to be.