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The sight of her little pussy stretched around me made me feel almost drunk.

“Love you, Cal! Love you so damn much, baby,” I groaned. My hips snapped harder, faster, almost erratically.

“Adam, oh god, yes, like that, so close.” She cried out, and I moved my hand between us to rub her swollen clit. I rode her hard, and my woman held on to me for the ride. When I rolled my hips, she cried out, and I felt it. Her pussy started to spasm and convulse around my cock, milking me, pulling me deeper into her body, and that’s when it hit me. I was bare inside of her and I knew that animalistic beast wasn’t going to pull out.

“Callie,” I grunted as my orgasm pummeled through me and my seed jetted out of me and straight inside of her. Ribbon after sticky ribbon filled her until it was overflowing between us like a frothy cream.

“Shit,” I cursed, too weak to keep my weight off her. “Fuck, sorry⁠—“

“Shh,” she soothed, pulling me closer, wrapping me tightly with her limbs. “I like how you feel on top of me.”

“You’re going to make me hard again.”

“Hmm.” She giggled, and I felt it in my dick. “Would that be a bad thing?”

“Hell, no.” I chuckled, pulling back to look at her.

She was gorgeous.

Flushed and sweaty with her hair wild and messy. I pulled out and watched as my seed seeped out of her pussy.

“I didn’t glove up,” I said quietly. “I love you. Whatever⁠—“

“I’m on the pill,” she cut me off. I stilled. “I’ve been on it for a while to help with my period.” I knew that. I’d gone through her things before becoming her stalker, but it didn’t stop me from thinking about the day my seed would take. The vision of her round, carrying our child, almost took my breath away. It was a long way out and something I really shouldn’t be thinking about, but a man could dream.

As I knew now, evidenced with the fact she was in my arms, dreams really came true.

“Okay. But I want you to know something.” I pulled her into my side the moment I was on my back.

“Hmm,” she hummed against my chest.

“If anything ever did happen, the pill didn’t work or the condom broke or whatever it might be⁠—“

“Adam—“

“I’d be okay with that.”

“What? Are you crazy?” She giggled, patting my chest playfully as she lifted her naked body up. I loved how comfortable she was around me. My girl was always pulling at her shirt or sleeves out in public, but with me she was okay being completely bare.

“No, I’m serious. That’s where this will go eventually.”

“You know I have law school to go to.”

“Yeah, you do.” I grinned. “I can work from home or be a stay-at-home dad. You wouldn’t have to ever put your dreams on hold. Not for me,” I said and meant it.

She looked at me for a long time before she moved, pushing the sheets off my body. Then, with nothing but grace, she slid over me, straddling me. Her thighs over mine, pussy bare and dripping against my quickly hardening length.

“What about your dreams, Adam?”

“Baby, you’re in my bed on my lap. Naked.” She bit down on her lip. “And you love me. What other dreams could I possible have?” I winked, and she leaned forward, moving to kiss me.

It wasn’t long before we went at it again.

And then again.

What could I say? Callie had been right. Practice makes perfect.

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