Autumn
I was kind of down about things since dinner, but with my hormones going haywire, I was also worked up for him. As soon as we were both undressed, I moved closer and straddled his lap.
“I’ve been waiting for this all day,” I whispered close to his ear.
“Have you?”
“Yes, I need you.” I reached down and stroked his cock, which was standing straight up as if it wanted me to hop on it. Instead, I moved closer and rubbed my slick heat against him, my folds parting as I moved back and forth. It felt amazing on my clit, and the need to have him buried deep inside me grew.
Instead of climbing on, I slipped down between his legs and licked my lips.
He shook his head. “I’m not letting you have all the fun. Come here.” He curled his finger and stretched out on the bed. “I get to taste you, too.”
I stretched out opposite him, and he gripped my thighs and kissed them as I straddled his face. I reached for his cock and gave it a stroke, longing for a taste of his salt and the feel of his tongue on my clit. He didn’t make me wait too long, and I moaned a little too loudly as he nibbled at me.
I kissed the tip of his cock, and then, relaxing my throat, I took him into my mouth and down deep into my throat and back. He rubbed my ass, and his fingers slipped down, pushing against my back entrance. The action nearly made me come, and even though I was on the verge, he pulled away, teasing me without even knowing.
“Don’t stop,” I said, pulling away from him. “Please don’t.”
He laughed and then returned his hand to tease me there, his finger slipping in and out a little while his tongue explored my channel.
I backed onto it even more, and before long, he was filling me up, his fingers slipping inside both holes and his tongue working my clit as his teeth grazed me softly.
“You’re such a bad girl,” he said with a chuckle, and just as I was about to come hard, his hand pulled away from my lips and cracked down on my ass so hard that I orgasmed.
He worked me through it and then whispered, “Turn around.”
When I did, he rose up, returning us to our original position.
He grabbed my hips and then lifted me up a little to place me on his erection, which cut through me with such pleasure that I moaned in his ear, giving him chill bumps.
I moved up and down, riding him slowly, gripping him with my walls to milk him.
“That feels good, baby.” He always praised me, which I loved more than anything.
“Yes.” I hissed the word as I closed my eyes and his mouth fell on my breast. He made me feel beautiful, every single inch of me, inside and out.
An intense wave of pleasure engulfed me, and I rolled my hips and ground myself against him as I came hard, soaking his cock.
“Fuck,” he said against my shoulder. He picked me up and then shoved my back against the wall, which was one of my favorite positions. I always loved the feel of his muscles flexing as he held me up.
I gripped his shoulders tightly. His hips pumped quickly into me, and then a moment later, he took me to the bed and lowered us both, his cock not even leaving my core.
“I’m so close,” I moaned from beneath him. “Come with me?” I loved it when we came together, and I locked my legs around his waist.
He met my eyes. “Don’t you think we should be careful? I mean, we don’t want to get you pregnant right now. It’s a bad time.” His words had me sinking inside; my heart dropped like a stone to my gut.
“Would it be so terrible?” I went still and looked up at him.
“No, it’s just not a good time. It’s like that promotion we talked about. We like our life like it is, and we’ll discuss everything when the time is right.” He kissed my lips, if only to shut me up, and then a moment later, he pulled free and spilled his seed across my tummy.
He was so loving as he fetched the towel and cleaned me up, his hand rubbing softly over my stomach, and then he curled up beside me as I let his words sink in.
I had wanted to plan the perfect surprise for him, but now, I wasn’t sure if he’d appreciate it. I was just about to lose myself in worry, but he kissed me, his fingers finding their way inside my slick channel.
“I’m ready to go again, baby. You make me so hot.” His fingers stroked my G-spot, and even though my heart wasn’t in it as much as it had been before, I couldn’t control my need for his touch. I spread for him as he rose up and centered himself between my legs, and when he met my eyes, he narrowed his.
“What’s wrong, Autumn?”
“Nothing. It just feels good that I’m afraid I’m too lazy.”
His hand stroked my cheek. “Just enjoy it. I’ll work you over.” He leaned down and kissed my neck. Then his lips found my nipple and licked it, his warm breath sending heat licking at the place his cock was teasing but not entering.
“Do you like it when I tease it?” His cock head entered me, and he fucked me in and out with it.
“Yes, I like it when you do anything you do to me. It always feels so amazing. I love you, Emmett.”
“I love you. Are you still feeling tired, baby?” He stroked my hair, pushing it away from my face.
“A little, but I’m feeling stronger, so that’s good. I think it’s hormones.” I knew it was hormones, and that was also why I was so emotional. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes as he inched his way inside me. And when he looked away, I allowed them to spill.
It felt so good, and my walls quivered, tightening and loosening around him until I felt my release pulse through me, milking his cock until he tapped my ass. “Lift up, baby.”
I stayed where I was, grinding and milking. “No, don’t stop.” I held tight until I felt his cock pouring inside of me, the tickle of his seed causing me to orgasm as well.
“Maybe you should get on the pill again.”
“Or we could be pregnant?” I searched his eyes.
“Autumn. Don’t. Don’t try and rush it. We will soon, I promise, but let’s get this wedding done first.” He let out a long breath and then backed away, resting on his elbow.
Knowing he was so opposed to having a baby, I rolled away and got to my feet.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“I just thought I’d get a shower.”
“Want some company?” he asked.
“If you want.” I stopped at the door and looked back at him. I didn’t know what I was going to do.
As I turned on the water and felt the temperature, he joined me in the bathroom. “Do you really think you’d be happy doing the wedding right here?”
“Yeah. I’d do it here next week if I could.” I knew he’d never go for that since he didn’t want to rush things.
“I thought you wanted a May wedding?”
“It will be May next week. I didn’t specify late or early, and I don’t see how it matters?” I had to admit, I was a little hurt and taking it out on him.
“Then let’s. I mean, it’s not what we planned, and not even what we changed our plans to, but if it will make you happy and you really feel like you’re up to it, then I say let’s do it.”
“Really?” I stepped under the spray and pulled him with me. “You’re really okay with that?”
Standing under the spray, I wet my hair, and he stood against the wall to wait his turn. “Yes, I told you, as long as you’re my bride, I’m good with whatever we decide.”
I grabbed the shampoo and worked it into my hair, but he took over, massaging my scalp as I leaned against him.
“That feels good.” I closed my eyes as he worked the shampoo in, and then I rinsed it out as he grabbed the conditioner for me.
After he worked it through my hair and helped me rinse, he rubbed his hands across my body, his palm resting on my tummy as he stepped behind me and kissed my neck.
“A week from today?” I asked, turning to gauge his reaction.
He smiled. “Anything you want.”
“Anything?” I wondered if that included a child.
“You know it, Autumn. You know you could ask for anything, and I’d give it to you. I love you, and I want to make you the happiest woman on the planet. If spoiling you gets me there, I’ll take it.” He chuckled as I nudged him.
“I’m not spoiled.”
He gave me a sideward look. “Maybe just a little bit.”
“I’ll give you that.” I couldn’t deny he’d gone above and beyond to make me happy. “What did you think about our talk at dinner?” I wanted to see what he really thought about the baby talk.
“It got me thinking a lot about Pen and how I want to adopt her so bad that it hurts.” His expression was somber, and I felt for him. Jason was never going to let that happen, and worse, if he knew how badly Emmett wanted it, he’d hold it over his head.
“I’m sorry. I wish there was something I could do.”
“I know, and one day, you will. We’ll have children of our own, but I want Pen to be mine now.”
“Is that why you don’t want to have a baby of our own anytime soon? You want Pen to be your daughter first?” I didn’t understand it too much, but I supposed it made sense.
“Do you want a baby now?” He passed me the soap, and I squirted it into my hand and lathered him up.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to it. I love you, Emmett. I want to give you a son or a daughter of your own.” I felt my stomach knowing how precious life was.
“Let’s get the wedding behind us, and we’ll talk about it.”
“Next weekend, right?”
“Next weekend.” He leaned down and kissed my mouth as I rubbed the lather all across his chest.
In one week, I’d be his wife.