Page 83 of His & Hers

"Well, you fuck me then, doll. It's been too long. Don't make me call one of my bitches in."

"What the fuck did you just say?" I asked quietly as Lucas held my gaze.

"You heard me. Now get over here," he demanded as I folded my arms.

"Who do you want? I'll send them up on my way out," I spat angrily.

He frowned then, grimacing as he sat up.

"Don't act like a child, Alice.” Lucas snapped, holding his hand out to me. "I was joking. It's pointless; none of them can make me cum since you."

"You son of a bitch. You've tried?!" I knew I was shouting like a fish wife, but I was raging.

"Oh, for fucks sake. It'syou, Alice."

"You asked me to be your mistress. Only five minutes ago, you asked me to be your wife. So that means you'll still need a mistress."

"Alice," he said through gritted teeth as he swung his legs out of bed. I moved towards him with alarm when he stood to his full height, groaning in pain. "As if you would ever allow me to have a mistress."

"I'd cut your balls off."

"Yep, I know." He walked over to me and tilted my head back to look at him. "I love you, Alice. I want you to be mine forever. But I'm not going to sit here reassuring you that you're the one for me. You are, and that's that. If that's not good enough for you—”

"It's good enough, but cut the shitty jokes out. If I ever hear you say things like that again—”

"Will you just shut up and fuck me? No condom either. I want to shoot my load into your womb. I'm not getting any younger."

I laughed in disbelief as my fingers peeled my jeans off obediently. A triumphant look passed over his face as he eased himself back onto the bed.

"I'm on the depo." I smiled sweetly as I climbed on top of him, being careful not to touch his wounds. He positioned his hard cock at my entrance, his eyes half closing as I felt the tip begin to open me up.

"So come off it," he said gruffly, groaning as I slid down slowly, stopping now and then to allow myself to accommodate his size. "I want to have children with you,Cara."

That fucking accent.

"I'm too young," I gasped as I began to ride him slowly.

"No, you're not. Don't argue. God, you feel so fucking good."

"So do you." I picked up the pace, being careful to avoid touching his stomach. His fingers caressed my clit as I threw my head back, allowing him a full view of my breasts as I bounced on him.

"Fuck, girl."

"Mmm." His cock stiffened as he began to spurt inside of me, his fingers gripping my hips as he grunted loudly.

"I'm gonna be married before I have kids, old man."

"Fine. So fucking marry me already."

Our lips connected as he pulled away, gazing at me seriously before he spoke.

"I'm serious. Marry me."

"I don't see a ring..." I teased, my heart thumping as he chuckled.

"You'll get one."

"Ask me when you have it."