The tip of my finger barely penetrated the very naughty area.
Clover collapsed against me. “To be fair, I didn’t know that either. But I don’t think that’s how we make a baby.”
“Don’t you worry about the baby. I’ve got that covered.”
She gently kissed me, nibbling my bottom lip. “Oh? Do you have a plan?”
“Of course. Maybe I’ve been shut out twice, but I always win the series.”
“I guess my uterus is a great goalie, blocking all your shots.”
“Never met a goalie I couldn’t dominate.”
“You’ve certainly done that.”
The pang of shame wasn’t enough to soften my desire. “Don’t worry. I’ll put a baby in you, and you’ll come like you’ve never come before.”
“I’ve liked it so far.”
“I haven’t even started yet. You just gotta promise that you’ll be a good girl, spread those legs, and take all of this monster cock. You leave the rest to me.”
Her defiant smirk had always amused me. She poked my chest. “Some might say that this is supposed to be a two-person job.”
“Not this time. Your only concern is coming as hard and as often as you can while begging for more.”
I reached lower, my fingers on her clit. Her whimper haloed my name in pleasure. Christ. This woman was so goddamned responsive to everything I did to her. Every kiss. Every touch. Every stroke of my cock.
I’d never taken a woman who wanted me as badly as she did.
Which meant I couldn’t fail her again.
And I couldn’t fail myself.
Sure, my injury was bad. And maybe starting over with the Ironfield Forge was even worse. But a baby could remedy it all. It’d prove to the world that I was man enough to handle it all—my career, my woman, my future.
Clover was one gentle push from offering everything to me. Instead, she arched an inquisitive eyebrow.
“Tonight was supposed to be pizza and a movie,” she said.
“Don’t you think this is more fun?”
I rubbed a quick circle over her slit. She jerked and groaned with every wiggle of my fingers.
“Well…yeah…” She breathlessly panted. “But…are you sure…”
“About what?”
“That…this is something we should be doing. You know, together?”
“How else would I make you come?”
Her breathing hitched, and the quiver of her hips ground her slickness harder against my hand. The woman needed more than a tease of fingers.
“What about your workouts and training?” she asked. “Thought you couldn’t do this before training camp…something about testosterone?”
I had no doubt that she felt the erection threatening to tear my cock apart. I bumped my hips up, striking her with the hardened shaft just to make sure she understood.
“If the rest of the team had a beautiful woman begging them to impregnate her, they would appreciate the sacrifice.”
She shifted over my lap, and her fingers brushed through my hair. I instantly tensed. Ached. Nearly swore.
What was she doing to me?
Since when was her touch so damned confusing?
“What’s this really about?” I asked. “You can’t hide how wet you are. You don’t want me to stop.”
“I’m worried about you.”
“Then don’t tease me.” I spoke through gritted teeth. “Sit on my cock.”
I should’ve known better than to boss Clover around. She played her silly games, rolling her hips over mine, pantomiming exactly how she would take my length.
“Look around, Adrian. You’ve lived in this brand-new house for two full months, but you haven’t unpacked.”
Who could see the cardboard under our discarded clothes? I only had three boxes crowding my living room. Wasn’t that unsightly.
I chuckled. “Between your hungry pussy and this misfit team, I haven’t had time to decorate.”
“There’s always time for yourself.” Her fingers brushed my cheek. “I wish you would take some more.”
I gripped her hips and slowly guided her down my shaft, slicing into her velvet heat with a satisfied hiss.
“Having sex with an insatiable woman is plenty therapeutic,” I said.
She took all of me, wrapping her arms around my neck as she struggled to adjust to my size. “I don’t want you to get lost in all the chaos. Between the move, the new team, all the issues, the other players…then adding me on top of it?”
I liked her on top of me.
Still, a slash of aggravation stiffened my spine.
“The team is the team, and I will deal with them,” I said. “But making a baby is something special. It’s not chaos. It’s amazing. And it will happen. Soon.”
Clover rewarded me with a bump of her hips forward and back. Her tightness enveloped me with beautiful agony.
I might’ve stayed inside of her forever. Damned the consequences. Ignored the complications.
Clover wanted this so much. I had to be the one to give it to her—if only because I couldn’t handle the nightmarish alternative.
This beautiful woman in the arms of another man.
So it was me balls deep inside of a gorgeous vixen, ravenous and desperate. And I’d be a goddamned fool if I didn’t fill her completely with every drop of my seed.
Potent seed.
No matter the doctor’s warnings.
The woman rocked in my lap, gasping each time I thrust into her. Her eyes fluttered closed. A perfect submission. Just taking me. Yielding to my cock. Her lips parted to pant her breaths, and she clung to me so sweetly.
I didn’t want to think. Didn’t want to talk. Didn’t want to worry anymore.
All I wanted was to fuck this woman, jackhammer inside of her until the world faded into nothingness and we had only each other to survive the cresting insanity.
But she slowed her movements and pressed her forehead to mine.
And her confession broke my heart.
“I haven’t been this happy for a long time,” she whispered.
Her words hurt. I groaned. “All you’ve ever needed was a night in my arms.”
Clover couldn’t laugh with nine inches of cock impaling her. She smirked instead. “I honestly believed that work and travel would make me happy. But I knew something was missing. But now…every time I think of this…”
“You shouldn’t be thinking of anything except how deep I am inside you.”
“If I don’t say it now, I never will.” Her hips slowed, and she fell into my arms, her head against my shoulder. My cock pulsed, completely enveloped in her heat. “I thought if I traveled to a new city or visited some exotic country, it’d change things. Change me. But it just felt wrong. And I lost so much. Time. Relationships.”
“You never lost me.”
“No. Because you knew what I needed all along.”
I kissed her, gently. “It’s about time you start listening to me.”
“I thought I wanted to be independent, but I do need to care about someone, something. And I want somebody to care about me. It’s why having a baby…”
The guilt was an unwelcomed intruder to this confession. Clover stared at me with tears building in her eyes. She was either on the verge of an orgasm or break down, and I didn’t know how much of myself I could offer her.