The bottom abruptly fell out of Kieran’s stomach.
His ears heard the words, but his brain refused to process them. Surely he hadn’t heard Katie Petersen say something so outrageous. Surely he hadn’t heard the governor’s daughter, the most beautiful, most popular, most unattainable woman in the entire state and probably some of the neighboring states as well, tell him point-blank that she wanted to get pregnant. This…this…
This was not happening. Could not be happening. Katie Petersen, who didn’t date. Katie Petersen, who never so much as got drunk at a party. Katie Petersen, who turned down every love confession she’d ever received. Katie Petersen, that Katie Petersen, wanted to get pregnant.
With him.
“Kieran?” Katie asked. Her voice was barely more than a whisper.
“I…I…” He ran a shaking hand through his hair. “I mean…Jesus, Katie. What the fuck?”
She smiled, a little sadly. “I know. I know, it’s all bit…much.”
“A bit much? A bit much?” He got up off the bed and began pacing frantically around the room. His face was ghost-white, his eyes wide with surprise and more than a little fear. “You ask me out of the blue to get you pregnant, and you think that’s a bit much? Do you have any idea what you’re saying?!”
“Yes.” Confidence seeped into her tone of voice. “Yes, I do.”
“The hell you do!” Kieran said. “Katie, raising a kid is…it’s not just a big responsibility, it’s…I don’t even…I can’t even find the words for it. For God’s sake, you can’t be serious! This is insane!”
“No, it’s not.” Somehow, she grew calmer as he grew more upset. “Kieran, listen to me. Just take a deep breath and listen, okay?”
“How the hell do you plan on supporting a kid? We’re only 18!”
“I’ve been saving up for years,” she informed him. “I’ve got six figures in my bank account, plus my trust fund, and I’ve got a job lined up already at a firm downtown. I start after graduation. If you’re worried about child support, don’t be–I wouldn’t expect anything from you financially, and I’m happy to provide that in writing if you want.”
He faltered in mid-ramble. Clearly, he hadn’t been expecting an answer like that. “But…but your parents and everyone else, what will they think? Don’t you care about your reputation?”
“Not when it comes to this. They can think whatever they want about me–this is my choice, Kieran. I want this. I choose this–and I choose you.“
“But…Katie, you’re still so young!”
“And?” she cocked her head. “What’s your point, exactly? Let me let you in on something: girls get pregnant younger than 18 all the time. People like to pretend it doesn’t happen, but it does. Girls get knocked up at 15 or 16 or 17, and a lot of those girls are way less prepared than I am.”
“Are you, though?” he pressed. Katie didn’t begrudge his skepticism one bit. “Are you prepared? Is anyone really prepared to raise a kid?”
She jutted her chin forward a little. “I can’t speak for anyone else, but I am,” she declared confidently. “It’s like I told you a second ago, I know what a huge deal it is to be a parent. I’ve been preparing for it for a very long time. I’ve done all the research. I’ve read every book on childcare you could possibly think of, I’ve babysat for all my neighbors, I’ve taken care of everything to make sure I give my baby the best life possible. No child will be more loved and more well-cared for than the one I’m asking you to make with me. He or she will want for nothing.”
Kieran was silent for a long moment. When he spoke next, his voice tone was harsh enough to make her flinch. “If you’re really so prepared, then answer one more question.”
“Go on.”
“Was there ever a point during all your planning and preparing where you considered how I might feel about all this?”
Katie blinked in surprise, her confidence wavering for the first time. “I–”
Kieran didn’t let her finish the sentence. “Let’s say we do it and you do get pregnant. What do you expect me to do after that? When I see you around town pushing that stroller, am I supposed to pretend not to know you? Am I supposed to pretend the kid isn’t mine as much as it is yours?” He laughed a little hysterically. “I’m not sure what I’m more upset about: the fact that you apparently only befriended me because you wanted a sperm donor, or the fact you think I’m the kind of guy who’d just walk away from his own child!”
Katie flinched as if he’d slapped her. His words struck home and she felt a pang of intense guilt. He’s right. I should have considered that. I was wrong not to. Still, she rallied swiftly.
“It’s not like that! I don’t think of you that way,” she insisted. “Kieran, I didn’t become your friend just to have sex with you–I want to have sex with you because you’re my friend, because I trust you and know you won’t hurt me or make me feel unsafe! From the moment I first saw you, sitting there in Mrs. Martinez’s homeroom, I knew there was something special about you. And I was right! I’ve never met anyone like you before, Kieran Callaway, and that’s why I want you to be the one. Do you understand yet? If it was just a matter of finding a guy I’d have them lined up all the way down the street to get in my pants. But I don’t want just any guy. I want you, and no other.”
“But you don’t want me to be involved afterward,” he replied flatly.
“I…Okay, full disclosure: I should have considered that possibility, all right? I just…I don’t know, I just thought that with everything else you’ve got going on, with the auto shop and everything, you wouldn’t want the added pressure.”
“Well, you thought wrong.”
“I know. I see that now, and I’m sorry.”
Kieran ignored the apology. “If you’ve gotten to know me as well as you say you have, you know I’m not the kind of guy who could just walk away from something like that. I could never abandon a child of mine, no matter how ‘prepared’ you think you are. Maybe some guys are cold enough to get girls pregnant and not want any involvement, but not me.” He narrowed his eyes a little. “More to the point, I know the pain of growing up with only one parent–I’ve lived with it for three years now and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy!”
“Careful,” Katie warned him. “A lot of single moms raise their kids just fine.”
“But you don’t have to be a single mom!” Kieran said exasperatedly. “That’s the thing! What’s stopping you from just dating and getting married like everyone else? What’s stopping you from finding a guy you love, and who loves you, and then having a baby?” He shook his head. “I’m sorry. I really am. But I don’t have it in me to just get you pregnant and walk away, or try to be ‘just friends’ afterward like nothing happened at all. I can’t do that. And I wouldn’t even if I could. The only way I’d do something like that with you is if I put a ring on your finger first.”
“Would you?”
Kieran’s words ground to a screeching halt. “…Come again?”
“Would you, if I said yes? Would you put a ring on my finger?”
He stared, slack-jawed. “…You’re crazy.”
“Answer the damn question, please,” she replied, her own patience starting to unravel. This was not going at all like Katie imagined it would. “Would you put a ring on my finger? If I did say yeah, let’s get married, would you be on board with it?”
“Are you serious?!”
“It’s a very simple question, Kieran. Yes or no?”
Kieran was silent for almost a solid minute. She could practically hear the fuses blowing in his brain. He sat down heavily in a chair as if his legs were about to give way. “…I don’t know,” he admitted. “I’ve…never met anyone like you either. But this…what you’re asking me to do, that should be with someone you actually have feelings for. Someone you love.” He looked away, unable to meet her eyes with what he said next. “And I’m not that someone.”
Katie took a moment to examine her own feelings before she said anything more. Did she love Kieran? At present, no. But I think I may be starting to, she realized. All the things he’d been making her feel lately, the butterflies in her stomach when they touched, the happiness and lightness of heart she felt in her chest when they were together, the way he made her laugh so easily…that was something which could grow easily into love, given time.
When she finally did speak, there was something in her voice Kieran had never heard before. Uncertainty. Vulnerability.
“I think you could be,” Katie Petersen said, very softly and very quietly. “I think you could be that someone, Kieran Callaway. I don’t have a lot of basis for comparison, but yeah. I think I could fall in love with you. You and me, we go together really well. Look how close we’ve gotten over just a few weeks. Is it really such a stretch to think we might grow even closer in a few more?”
Kieran gave her a sad smile. “You don’t have to say that just to make me feel better, Katie. You’re only saying that to get what you want.”
“I’m not!” she insisted. “I promised you I’d always be honest with you, and that’s the honest truth.”
Kieran regarded her with even greater disbelief, if that was possible. “So…what? You’re saying you actually want to go through with it? Get married, just like that?”
Katie thought about it for a moment. She’d daydreamed about motherhood for years, and in all that time and in all those happy scenarios there’d never been room for a man. She’d never imagined a man by her side as she watched her child learn to walk, or ride a bike, or head off to the first day of kindergarten, or read a bedtime story.
But she could see Kieran there, doing all of those things right beside her.
Was it really so complicated? The two of them got on very well–the chemistry and sexual energy between them was natural and organic. Nothing about the way they interacted was forced or feigned. They clicked in a way she’d only seen in sappy Hallmark movies.
Marriages had been built on way less than what she and Kieran had.
“Yeah,” she declared. “Yeah, you know what? The more I think about it, that’s exactly what I want.”
“What?”
“Don’t ‘what’ me, Callaway.” She put her hands on her hips. “You want to take back what you said like five seconds ago? You just said you’d only do it with someone you’re married to, someone who has feelings for you. You want to try backtracking now that I’m accepting your terms? You’re a lot of things, but not a coward.”
“I…but it’s…it’s such a huge decision!”
“So’s having a baby, but I’m cool with it. This right here, what you and I have, I like it. I want more of it. Lots more. I want you, Kieran. I want you, and I want your babies, and if you want to be there every step of the way, that is absolutely okay with me.” Her confidence returned with every word she spoke, and Kieran stared in amazement at the conviction in her voice, the pride in her bearing, and the certainty in her eyes.
He tried to speak, but found no words. Katie, seeing an opening, took the initiative.
“You’re thinking about it too much,” she said. Slowly, carefully, she tapped the side of his head with a finger. “Instead of listening to this…”
She moved her hand down to his heart, felt its frenzied beating beneath her palm. “Listen to this instead. What is it telling you, Kieran? What does it say?”
There was a long, long moment of utter silence.
“That I want you,” he said hoarsely. “That I started falling for you since the day we met. That I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”
“Then there’s your answer. The answer.” She looked into his eyes again. “So, Kieran…will you marry me?”
He barked out a shocked laugh. “Pretty sure the guy is supposed to do that part.”
“Yeah, well, I’m not exactly a conventional girl, am I?” she teased. “C’mon now. Say it.”
Kieran took a deep breath, as if about to jump into dark, uncharted waters. What he said next changed both their lives forever. “Yes.”
Relief washed over her as she saw him smile. It was the most beautiful, most welcome sight she’d ever seen. She threw her arms around him in a hug that was half a tackle, making him stagger as she squealed with glee. Joy unlike anything she’d ever known blossomed in her chest like a fireball. “Awesome! I can’t wait! Don’t worry about the rings and stuff, we can take care of all that when we get back! For now, we can consider this trip our honeymoon in advance!”
She looked up at him, feeling his body against hers. He felt so sturdy and strong, like a slender young tree. “And this, right here, we can think of as our wedding night. Kieran…please get me pregnant.” Her breath was hot, her voice soft in his ear. “I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want to bear your child.”
She kissed the side of his neck, letting him feel her breasts pressing against his chest.
Kieran felt the weight of that sink in. I’m going to be a dad. With Katie. Parents. Together.
It should have felt crushing. It should have felt daunting. It should have made him want to run, to flee, but it didn’t. With Katie by his side, anything seemed possible. Even being a father at 18, a prospect that would have been overwhelming otherwise, felt right if it was with her. It was a colossal life decision, one he knew he’d never be able to take back, but he wasn’t afraid. Not if it was with her, and…and…
She pressed her lips to his, and he knew then that he was lost. Lost to her, forever.
Oh, my God was the last coherent thought that went through his mind that night.
He’d imagined kissing Katie before, but his fantasies didn’t come close to experiencing the real thing. Katie’s lips were soft and decadently sweet, her mouth a perfect fit over his. They went together like a lock and a key. Kieran wasn’t a very experienced kisser, but he returned the kiss with gusto, his teenage hormones and male libido kicking into high gear while his cock instantly grew rock-hard. Katie felt his arousal pressing against her, but instead of pulling away from her, he pulled her even closer. This time, he felt neither shame nor embarrassment–instead, there was only his growing love for her and raw, almost animalistic lust. His heart pounded, his blood thundered hot in his veins.
Katie moaned, though the sound was muffled by the kiss. Her eyes drifted half-shut as she surrendered to it, melting against him with a tender submissiveness that was utterly and deliciously feminine. She cupped his face in her hands. She wanted to burn her affection into him, to show him how serious she was. She wanted him to have no doubts about how much she wanted him, how much she meant it when she said she wanted to be his wife. They broke the kiss only when the need for oxygen became unbearable. Both of them were panting for breath when they came apart, but Katie didn’t pause to rest. She reached down with one of her petite hands and cupped Kieran’s aching groin in her palm. He gasped. Even through the denim material, her touch alone was almost enough to make him blow his load right then and there. Katie realized this and her mouth curved in a lascivious grin.
“Have you ever had a blowjob before, Kieran?” she purred.
He shook his head.
“Well, you lucky guy…” She sank to her knees in front of him with liquid grace. “You’re about to.”
She undid his belt buckle slowly, letting him watch as she did. She wanted them both to savor every moment of this. The metal buckle made a soft clink as it came free. Katie took the zipper of his fly between her thumb and forefinger, winked, and slowly pulled it down. The rest of his jeans followed.
His boxers were rather plain, which didn’t surprise her. Kieran was a plain sort of guy, but that was one of the things she was coming to love about him. She massaged his cock through the thin fabric of his underwear for a few seconds, teasing him. Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband and pulled. His cock sprang free instantly, bared for the first time to a woman’s gaze. Katie had imagined what it would look like, but nothing prepared her for the real thing.
It was big–not obscenely so, but more than large enough for her own petite, slender body. It was also absolutely glorious. Katie didn’t have anything to compare to it since she was a virgin, but she was positive it was the most perfectly-shaped, perfectly-sized cock in the entire world. And it’s all mine, she thought. Her pussy grew soaking wet with anticipation. I can’t wait to feel it inside of me!
But, first things first. This was a special moment, very special. Such things couldn’t and shouldn’t be rushed, and she wanted to give her new husband-to-be as much pleasure as she could. Kieran deserved it. He deserved everything she could possibly give, and it still wouldn’t be enough to adequately repay him for the child he was about to sire on her.
Katie wrapped her fingers around the shaft. It was very warm, almost a little hot to the touch, and it twitched in her grasp like a living thing. Katie couldn’t help a breathless laugh. “I think it likes me!” she cooed. “I’m so glad. I like it too. Let me show you just how much, husband.“
She licked her lips and, without further ado, wrapped them around Kieran Callaway’s rampant cock, taking as much of him into her mouth as she could without choking. Kieran let out a strangled cry. She began working it, her hand and mouth moving in tandem. Up and down, up and down. Her hair swayed with each back and forth as she performed her very first oral sex. And what a performance it was! She’d read about blowjob techniques and even practiced on a dildo she kept hidden in her bedroom back home, so she knew what she was doing.
“H-have you ever done this before?” Kieran managed to ask.
Katie removed his cock from her mouth with a wet slopping noise and licked her lips.
“Nope! I’m a virgin,” she chirped. “But I did a lot of research.”
“I can tell. It feels incredible!”
”So you want me to keep going?” she teased.
He nodded so fast he almost made himself dizzy. “Well…if you insist.“
She took him between her lips again, resuming her pace and even using her tongue to tease and caress his sensitive tip. Kieran tried his best not to lose control, but really, how long could a guy be expected to hold out in a situation like this? A drop-dead gorgeous woman was on her knees in front of him and sucking him off with a courtesan’s skill. What could he do when faced with that? He felt the telltale burning, tingling pressure building. Kieran was no stranger to it–like every guy his age, he masturbated on a fairly regular basis and he knew what an orgasm felt like. But what he was experiencing now was more powerful and more intense than anything he’d felt before. Self-pleasure didn’t hold a candle to this.
“I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum,” he rasped. His voice hitched as he felt himself getting close.
Katie didn’t slow down one bit, however. In fact, she redoubled her efforts, going faster, sucking harder. It worked. Kieran came so hard he nearly saw stars. His cock twitched and spasmed, then erupted like a geyser, spewing hot, thick ropes of sticky white cum into Katie’s mouth. Katie’s eyes widened as she realized just how much of it there was. It poured into her mouth like water from a pressurized hose, and she could only take so much before it threatened to make her choke.
She pulled away, but that didn’t stop him. His orgasm continued unabated. Several more spurts of sticky white fluid spattered Katie’s face, and more of it spilled out her mouth and over her lips and chin.
Other girls might have felt degraded by that, but not Katie. She didn’t feel degraded at all. Instead, she felt immensely pleased with herself for making her new fiancée cum so quickly. She was proud of herself, of how good she made him feel. She wanted to make him feel good like that every day for the rest of his life.
Kieran was breathing hard, his cock still twitching and fully erect. Katie knew from her research that this load was but the first of many. He had plenty of ammunition left, so to speak. She wiped her face on the back of her hand and stood, stroking his cock briefly before taking a step back. “How about I take my clothes off?” she asked huskily. “Would you like to see your new fiancée…” Her hands began to tease her shirt hem. “Your wife…naked for the very first time?”
Kieran made a noise that didn’t even sound human. How could this be the same Katie Petersen he’d seen at school? The well-behaved, straight-A student and athlete was gone, replaced by the sultry, seductive sex goddess who stood before him now. She didn’t seem to have an ounce of self-consciousness–she was utterly confident, utterly passionate. She really does want this, he thought. She wants me.
It made his heart soar. She wants me. She chose me. She could have had anyone, but she picked me.
Katie swayed, moving like a seductress, twisting a little to one side or the other to accentuate her hips and breasts. With agonizing, delicious care she began lifting her shirt up, exposing her toned stomach one inch at a time. Kieran felt his mouth go dry–and she was only getting started.
The shirt fell to the floor with a soft rustle of fabric, revealing the plain white bra Katie was wearing underneath. Kieran wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t wearing something slinkier. That wasn’t her style. And it’s not like she needs help looking sexy, either.
His eyes fixated on her breasts. Katie noticed and grinned. “Like what you see?”
“That’s…” he gulped. “That’s putting it mildly.”
“Just wait till you see the rest,” she whispered, reaching for the hem of her pants. They fell to the floor a second later, revealing an equally plain-looking pair of white panties. Katie’s legs were absolutely perfect, toned and exquisitely shaped, and her body had a flawless hourglass shape with narrow hips and waist.
With one hand, Katie reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. With the other, she began pulling her underwear down her thighs. Both pieces of clothing fell off her body a split second apart from each other, leaving her fully bare, for the first time in her life, to the gaze of a male. She twirled a little, like a ballerina, so he could see every inch of what she was going to give him.
Kieran gasped. He couldn’t help it. The sight of Katie Petersen’s body bared in all its glory was utterly indescribable. In her was embodied the image of perfection of the female form. Her breasts sat proudly just above her rib cage, full and round and perky and supple-looking with bright red nipples. They seemed perfectly made for grasping, touching and groping–as if they had been sculpted for a man’s hands. His hands. They were the kind of boobs that made men drool and other women green with jealousy. But it didn’t end there. Katie’s ass was likewise perfect, round but not too round, heart-shaped and without even so much as a single mole to mar the smooth, silky skin. In fact, Katie didn’t seem to have any moles or freckles or scars anywhere.
And there, between her legs, the most intimate thing of all. Her virginal pussy, untouched by any other. It was pink and clean-shaven and he could see moisture from her own arousal shining around her cleft.
He drank in the sight of her nudity. Words didn’t do justice to how utterly exquisite she was. How could something as paltry as words come even close to describing it? Artists and sculptors would have wept to see it. Bards and troubadours would have written songs about it. Kings and emperors would have led armies to war to possess it. It was the kind of beauty that drove men mad.
“Wow,” he said softly.
Katie bowed theatrically like an actress finishing a performance. “Why thank you! Would you like to go next?”
Kieran’s heart beat even faster than it was already, but did his best not to look too shy. He saw Katie’s confidence and took inspiration from it, though he couldn’t quite make himself turn it into a show either. He tugged his shirt over his head, leaving his chest bare, then slacked off his buckle and discarded his pants. His cock, still hanging from his boxers, was freed completely as they too joined the growing collection of clothes on the suite’s floor.
Katie eyed him with a hunger that bordered on downright predatory. Kieran fought the urge to squirm as her eyes ran down every inch of him.
“Do you, um…how do I look?”
“You look amazing,” she said, drawing out the word. “Can I touch you? I want to touch you.”
“I…of course.”
“In fact, let’s go into the shower,” she suggested, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do. “I think that sounds hot, and we can get a little cozier in there than we can out here. Sound good?”
“S-sure! Yeah, that sounds like fun.” He tried for a smile, which she instantly returned. The most gorgeous young woman he’d ever seen took his hand and led him into the bathroom. She reached for the shower knob, but in his eagerness he beat her to it. The water poured forth, and the two of them stepped beneath it as the bathroom rapidly began filling with steam.
Katie began running her hands all over him, sliding her palms up his waist and chest, feeling the firm, hard leanness of his pectoral and abdominal muscles. Kieran wasn’t sporting a six pack or anything, but he still had some great muscle definition. It was a most pleasurable sensation, but not as pleasurable as the feeling of her breast in his hand when he reached out to cup it.
“It’s surprisingly firm,” he murmured, squeezing ever so gently. “I guess I expected boobs to be a lot…squishier. Like pillows.”
“It’s…different for every girl,” she moaned, thrusting her chest out for more. “God, that feels so good, please, please touch me more…”
Kieran didn’t need the encouragement. He bent his head to one of those glorious breasts and took the nipple between his teeth to suckle on it. Katie cried out, and he lifted his head, worry on his face.
She quick to reassure him. “No, keep going,” Katie rasped. “That feels incredible!”
She wanted more, and he gave it to her. Kieran licked and suckled on that luscious tit for several long minutes, first hesitantly, then with greater and greater confidence. At the same time, he watched in awe as her pleasure built, her moans growing louder, her pleas more urgent and breathless. When he switched over to her other breast and began doing the same thing, she threw back her head and let out a cry of release. Her orgasm hit and hit hard, washing over her like a tidal wave. Katie nearly fell to her knees, but her husband-to-be caught her and pulled her close.
She began kissing him again, more hungrily and lewdly than before. Her breasts pressed up against him, and gently, as if fearing she might frighten off, he took his larger hand in her small one and guided it between her thighs. Kieran gasped as his fingertips brushed against her pussy.
“Touch me there,” she said breathlessly. She took his thumb and placed it in a certain spot. “Feel that right there? That’s my clitoris–it’s filled with nerve endings and is really sensitive. If you touch me there, it’ll feel even better than what you were doing to me a minute ago.”
Kieran nodded and gave it a try, stroking his thumb like a guitarist strumming on his instrument. The effect was dramatic and instantaneous. Katie gasped and her whole body went taut as pleasure roared through her.
Now he was finding his stride. Kieran began stimulating her with zeal, flicking and strumming and even, at one point, pinching her clit ever so gently. Sparks flew in Katie’s brain and her breasts heaved–the pleasure was so intense she could barely find her breath, and this was only the beginning. When Kieran finally pulled his hand away, it was slick with her wetness until the shower washed it away.
Her face was flushed and red by now, but that didn’t stop her. Instead, Katie sank to her knees and began blowing him again. She went for his testicles first, suckling and kissing them with something akin to reverence. The sperm produced in those testicles was going to give her the baby she’d always wanted–and they belonged to a man she was quickly growing to see as more than just a friend. She also noticed, with approval, that Kieran shaved himself regularly. She wondered briefly how he did it and made a mental note to ask him later.
She sensed he was getting close to climax by the way his breath quickened, and she stopped just before he could empty a fresh load between her lips. Rising with poise and grace to her full height, she laid a trail of kisses down Kieran’s chest all the way to his belly button. When she was finished, it was Kieran’s turn to get down on his knees, using his tongue and lips to pleasure her as she’d pleasured him not long before.
Another shattering climax washed over when she felt his tongue penetrate her pussy, the pleasure nearly frying her brain. Katie felt her juices pour onto Kieran’s tongue, and he seemed to love the taste because he didn’t pull away. He brought her to orgasm two more times with just his mouth alone before she repaid the favor with another blowjob. This time, Kieran bucked his hips while she did, making her take his whole length all the way down to the hilt. It was something of a struggle at first, but Katie soon learned how to make it work and soon she was merrily sucking away. Only when Kieran seemed about to burst from his imminent climax did she extricate herself.
When she finished doing that, she reached for the bottle of body wash sitting on the shower shelf and squirted a generous amount of it into her hand. Kieran watched as she lathered it up, then began rubbing it across every inch of his skin. She took her time about it, too–she seemed to enjoy it very much, and Kieran sure as hell did. She lathered him, rinsed him, and repeated the entire process all over again. Then, when it was his turn, he did the same for her. Kieran took his sweet time–her body, so unlike his own, was worth taking the time to explore. Thoroughly.
Katie welcomed the attention. She was naked as the day she was born, but she held herself erect with pride, even planting her feet apart to grant him greater access to her pussy and folding her arms behind her back so they wouldn’t get in his way. It was such a simple act, washing each other like this, but something about it also felt powerfully intimate. He reached for the shampoo once her body was squeaky clean, and Katie bowed her head a little so he could work up a good lather in her strawberry blonde hair. It felt silky soft, like velvet between his fingers.
They kissed and caressed each other in that steamy stall for some time, touching and being touched while kindling their mutual desire for one another to an incandescent heat. When it became too much to bear, Katie blinked water out of her robin’s egg eyes.
“Are you ready to get out?” she asked. “Want to take this to the bedroom?”
Kieran couldn’t agree fast enough. He nodded once, a little jerkily, and she kissed him again. “Me too. Let’s go.”
Kieran switched the shower off and they hurriedly dried themselves before Katie, bold as ever, half-pulled him toward the expansive bedroom their suite contained. The lights had somehow switched off while they were in the bathroom, and instead of harsh electric light, the entire suite was now warmed by the glow of dozens of candles.
“How–” Kieran tried to ask, but Katie put a finger to her lips.
“A girl’s gotta have some secrets,” she said, as she closed the bedroom door behind them. Her still-damp hair clung to the curves of her breasts most attractively, as did the way they bounced with each step as she walked.
As they reached the bed, Katie molded herself against him and drew him in for another long, languid, sensual kiss. Her tongue darted into his mouth and she wrapped her hands around his waist.
Kieran wasn’t one to turn down such a gesture. He pulled her as close as he could until the scent of her filled his nostrils and his entire world consisted solely of her beautiful face.
“From now on,” she declared, “You have 24/7 access to my body. I don’t care if I’m awake or asleep, I don’t care what I’m doing or where we are, if you want me, you can have me. My pussy is always open to you, and only to you.”
He blinked in surprise at the rather crass statement. Katie smirked. “Now, let’s do it. I’m so ready for this, you have no idea. All I’ve ever wanted is to be mom–and now I get to be a wife as well. This is a dream come true, Kieran. I’m the luckiest girl in the world right now.”
Kieran looked a little embarrassed, but she saved him from trying to reply and making a fool of himself when she pulled him closer and closer to the luxurious mattress. Katie sank gracefully onto it, lying on her back so her hair spread out behind her like a reddish halo.
And then Katie Petersen spread her legs wide, inviting him to take her delectable pussy and claim it as his forever. It would have looked slutty on anyone else, but Katie had the inexplicable ability to make anything she did look elegant and poised.
“Get me pregnant,” she whispered, gazing up at him. “Do it now. Please.“
Kieran heard the blood pounding in his ears as he went to join her. He was as helpless as a moth being drawn to a flame–he could not refuse her, could not draw himself away. Any second thoughts he might’ve had, any doubts, were all irrelevant now. It was far too late for either of them to turn back.
His cock was so hard it was physically painful. It made him wince each time it bounced or swayed.
Kieran clambered onto the bed to join her, scooting forward on his knees while Katie watched. Her breaths were coming faster now, her heart racing. Visions of her imminent motherhood danced in her brain.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Come closer, Kieran. Get nice and close, let’s experience this moment together. I want to share every second of it with you.”
She reached, grabbing his shaft and guiding it toward her entrance. “Yes, like that,” she said. “Yes, like that–no, lower your hips a little more.”
Kieran felt the tip of his cock pressing against something warm and dripping wet. Her entrance, he realized. This is it.
“Now push,” Katie said. “And don’t look away. Please, please don’t look away. I want to look you in the face when you do it, Kieran. The eyes are windows to the soul, and I want you to see mine.”
What else could he do but comply? Kieran locked eyes with her, and as he stared into them, he began to push.
Katie’s pussy was so sopping wet, his tip slid in easily, but he began feeling more and more resistance the deeper he want. The feeling was indescribable–it was like warm, wet, velvet-covered steel clamped around his dick. Kieran felt lightheaded and dizzy for a moment as the new and wonderful sensations threatened to overwhelm him.
Katie, pinned beneath him, inhaled sharply, clutching at him in obvious discomfort. It was clear she was in pain, which was sometimes the case when girls lost their virginity.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.
“God, no!” she winced, but smiled all the same. “I’m…I’ll be okay, you’re not going to break me or anything. My–ahhh!–body just needs to adjust, that’s all. Keep—oh, God–keep going, please. Don’t stop for anything! Just keep going! Fuck me!”
That suited him just fine. Kieran pushed deeper, felt a soft fleshy resistance, and then pushed past it. It took him a second to realize he’d just broken her hymen and officially stripped her of her virgin status. Katie hissed a breath through clenched teeth and her grip on his shoulders tightened to the point it became almost painful. Kieran paused again to give her body time to get used to his penetration, though it was a hard-fought thing and required an almost inhuman amount of self-control.
He began moving, very slowly at first so as not to hurt her further. Kieran withdrew almost his full length from inside her, then plunged back in again. Katie’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. It was pure bliss, being fucked like that. It was fire and chocolate and roses all at once. With Kieran inside her, she felt complete in a way she never had before. She felt whole.
“Yessss,” she hissed. ”More.“
He was more than happy to oblige. Kieran picked up the pace a little, fucking her at a steady clip and establishing a good rhythm. It took him a few minutes to figure out the best way to move his hips, but once he got the hang of it, he started absolutely going to town. Memories of all they’d shared together since their first meeting played out before Kieran’s eyes, and his feelings for her threatened to rise up and down him like a river bursting its banks. This was better than every masturbation fantasy he’d ever had in his life, and the pleasure, the sensation…he became addicted to it the moment he felt his orgasm starting to build like a thunderhead. Whatever lay in store for them after tonight, whatever the consequences might be, none of it mattered right then. Right then, all that mattered was his need to get off again, this time inside Katie’s fertile and willing body.
Kieran made a sound like a growl and groped Katie’s breasts, massaging and kneading them while he drove himself into her over and over. Katie’s moans became cries, and her cries began to turn into screams. She cried out his name over and over, reveling in the feeling of making love for the first time. And that’s what it was. What she and Kieran were doing, what they were sharing, was more than just sex or fucking or some random hookup. It was intimacy. There was a genuine, real and deep connection between them. Katie was sure it would only grow deeper after sharing this amazing night.
“So good!” she cried. “So good! Right there, yes! Right there! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Kieran, I’m gonna cum! You’re going to make me cum!”
Kieran felt himself getting close too. He felt the familiar feeling of pressure growing more intense, felt the burning, boiling sensation in his balls that heralded his imminent release. His body was coated with a thin sheen of sweat but her cries only spurred him on to greater efforts, pounding her furiously and with greater force as the moment of rapture drew ever closer.
“Kieran!” She yelled his name. “Kieran! Kieran! Kieran! Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease I LOVE YOU!”
The words left her mouth unbidden. She didn’t mean to say them. But when she did, she meant them with all her heart and soul.
That did it. Hearing those words, and the fact that she was looking him in the eyes when she said it, tipped Kieran over the edge and into the biggest, most explosive, most ball-busting orgasm he’d ever had. It was so strong and hit with such force it nearly knocked him unconscious. He threw back his head and yelled wordlessly in triumph.
He could feel the hard little nub of her cervix pressing against his cock head as he poured spurt after spurt deep inside her pussy. He came so much that he filled her womb to overflowing with his precious gift, he poured himself into her until his cum spurted out between his dick and her pussy walls. It ran in thick white streams down Katie’s ass and thighs, and his thrusts became more erratic, more animalistic as he came and came and came. Kieran’s face was a mask of pure, undiluted lust.
Katie wasn’t long in following. As her body clamped down hard on his shaft to milk him of every last precious drop, her orgasm hit like an earthquake. Katie arched her back and shrieked her ecstasy, her mind unspooling and shattering. Her world flew apart and she with it, swept away by the raging current of the most intense, bone-shattering orgasm she’d ever experienced. The veins in her neck bulged and her body quivered and shook as it spasmed beneath him. Her eyes rolled back in her head. She couldn’t think, couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but cling to him for dear life.
He collapsed on top of her, his rapidly-softening dick sliding out of her cunt and uncorking a flow of semen in the process. Katie lifted her hips to prevent it from spilling out, but that was all she was able to do. She felt weak, boneless, helpless as a newborn kitten after the mind-blowing sex they’d just had. Kieran was pinning her beneath him, but she didn’t mind. He wasn’t hurting her, and she liked being close to him.
Tears of joy ran down her cheeks. There was no doubt in her mind that she’d be pregnant after this. She and her new husband had absolutely made a baby–and they had almost three whole weeks left in the unlikely event they hadn’t. A sense of supreme satisfaction welled up inside her, the kind of satisfaction that only comes after achieving a goal long-sought, and she reveled in the knowledge that she was probably on her way to motherhood even now. Even at that moment, millions of Kieran’s sperm were seeking to fertilize her egg. When that happened, the force of creation would be within her. It was the same force that moved mountains and broke apart continents, though on a much smaller scale.
For a long time, neither of them spoke. They lay there, sprawled together, entwined as one, panting and shaking from the aftermath of their releases.
When the silence was finally broken, it was the irrepressible Katie who did it. She gave him a passionate kiss, cupped him between the legs, and asked, very softly:
“Want to go for round two?”