From the start (Joel Miller x Reader) (EDITED)

Chapter 19

A/N: 

Long chapter... inspired by true events.

The next morning, you woke up refreshed, the memories of the previous day bringing a smile to your face. You walked into the living room to find Joel still asleep on the couch, his peaceful expression making you chuckle.

"Hey, sleeping beauty," you started, nudging him gently. Joel stirred, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours. A sleepy smile spread across his face as he saw you.

"Good morning," he mumbled, trying to sit up and wincing as his back protested.

"Oh, poor thing. Does your back hurt?" you teased, trying to hide a grin. "You know, they say that's a sign of old age."

He looked at you, feigning offense as he placed a hand on his chest. "Old age? I'll have you know I'm in my prime!" he retorted, his eyes twinkling.

Despite his words, he stretched gingerly, his actions belying his complaints. You laughed, shaking your head as you watched him.

"Alright, grandpa. How about some coffee to help with your 'prime'?" you suggested, still grinning. Joel chuckled, nodding his head.

"That sounds perfect. But only if you promise to stop calling me old," he replied, giving you a playful look.

You laughed, promising him nothing as you went to prepare the coffee, the morning filled with the sound of laughter and playful banter. It was a perfect start to a new day, a day filled with endless possibilities and the promise of more shared moments.

Before you could pour coffee on both mugs Joel scooped you up and placed you on the kitchen counter.

You were teasing Joel, playing hard to get. You knew he liked it when you pushed him to his limits. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

He groaned loudly, his hips pressing against you even faster.

"You're very sexy," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. His fingers trailed down your body, teasing your skin as he slowly removed your clothes.

You gasped as he pulled off your shirt, revealing your perfect breasts. He leaned in, his lips brushing against your nipples, sending shivers down your spine. He pulled off your pants, leaving you completely naked and he quickly discarded his clothes on the floor along yours.

Joel stood up, his erect cock bobbing in front of him. You gasped as he turned you around and positioned himself behind you, his hands on your hips. He pushed you forward onto the countertop, spreading your legs wide.

"Most perfect prettiest pussy in the world," he groaned, his voice deep and rough. He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "You're so fucking sexy."

He pulled back, his cock teasing your entrance. You arched your back, begging him to fill you up. He chuckled softly and complied his hips pounding against you in rhythm.

You moaned loudly as he pushed his cock deeper and harder, stretching you to the limit. He groaned, "You're so tight," his hips pounding against you even faster.

He couldn't help but imagine filling you up with his cum, tossing your birth control in the bin and marking you as his. Your body round as you carry his child, but he quickly erased that from his mind, not only would he cum in an instant, but he didn't want to have any more children. Did you?

You arched your back, meeting his rhythm. The feeling of being filled up to the brim was exhilarating.

You gasped as he pulled out of you, leaving you gasping for air. You turned around to face him, your eyes wide with curiosity.