I cradle Rina in my arms, still not quite able to process how the last night has changed my life. The last few weeks, really. Ever since the moment Rina came home from that clinic crying hysterically and I asked her what on earth was wrong.

I owe that crazy dude who showed up at the fertility clinic, honestly. Who knows? Without him, maybe I never would have even known what Rina was doing. She would have just moved out as soon as some stranger impregnated her, and I never would have known that she was it.

She was the answer for me. She's the one girl who's able to make me feel for her. She's the solution to a problem I didn't even know I had.

Now, Rina shifts against me, but I tighten my grip. "Don't move," I murmur. "Not yet."

I'm still deep inside her, where I finished while I gripped her hips and directed her atop me, loving the sight of her riding me as I controlled her movements, pinned her right where I wanted to finish inside her.

She leans up to grin down at me, a sly smile on her face. "Not ready to pull out yet, Cannon?"

I smirk back at her. "I read that this can help the baby making." I shrug one shoulder.

Her eyes widen, only for a moment. "You read up on that?"

I shrug again. "I know how much you want this, so... Yes. I want to do this."

She sighs and leans back down along my chest, hair a tangled mess from all the fucking. I love it that way, though. I smooth it back from her forehead and plant a kiss between her eyes. "How did we never realize that we were so compatible before?" she murmurs into my chest. "Now that we're here..."

"It seems impossible that we never saw this before?" I finish for her, lifting a brow. I chuckle softly and tighten my arms around her. "Well, I was always attracted to you—"

"What?" She leans up again, startled. "You were?"

"Of course, Rina. You're hot as hell." I smirk, and grip her hips, her waist. "But I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I thought that if we slept together, I'd lose interest, the way I normally do with other girls. And besides, it would have complicated things."

"Well, things are well and truly complex now," she laughs.

"No regrets at all," I assure her. "Besides, turns out I was wrong."

She lifts a brow. "About complications?"

I shake my head. Then, without warning, I flip her around underneath me. All this having her sitting on top of me, my cock still deep inside her pussy, is starting to get me hard again already. Only Rina has that effect, I swear to God. "About losing interest. Turns out, fucking you just makes me want to fuck you more. Again, and again, and again..." I smooth her hair back again, then lean in and begin to kiss her neck, nipping gently at her skin.

She gasps and wraps her legs around my waist, arching up against me. That motion definitely sends a pulse of feeling straight to my cock. I can feel the blood begin to pump toward it again, starting to grow hard once more.

She moans a little, and that sound definitely helps. I pin her under me and run my hands over her perfect body, trace the curves that I've already got memorized, but which I want to retrace again and again, every day if I can. "Have I ever told you how sexy you are?" I murmur into the crook of her neck.

She laughs breathily against my cheek. "You may have mentioned it once or twice..."

"Hmm. Well that doesn't sound like nearly enough times."

She wriggles again, and purposefully clenches her pussy, which makes me grin down at her, as my shaft grows still harder inside her. I start to rock my hips, just a little, letting the pressure build more.

"You," I tell her, leaning down to kiss her neck. "Are." I kiss her shoulder. "Gorgeous." I kiss her chest, now her nipple, and suck it into my mouth, my tongue swirling around her nipple, my other hand cupping her other breast as I lick and suck at her. She gasps and wriggles beneath me, and finally, I'm hard enough to slide my hands down to her ass, grip her tightly and start to thrust in and out of her in earnest, building speed as her faint little breathy moans urge me on.

"Haven't had enough of me yet?" Rina comments, as she tightens her legs around me and grips my shoulders to brace herself, her hips beginning to move in time with my own.

"Never," I promise. Because that's true. I will never get enough of this woman.