Jo's old, awkward twin bed creaking noisily beneath their combined masses; her and Henry sloppily locked lips: grinding like two horny teenagers as they waited for Mrs. Martinez to finish their dinner.
-They hadn't initially gone upstairs for that sort of 'privacy.' Upon reaching the second floor, Jo had taken him through the house's various rooms; giving him a small tour, which just so happened to end in her childhood room. They both took a seat on her bed, and things only seemed to go downhill from there.
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"I rather like all the little butterflies on your quilt," Henry teased; sitting up and placing his feet flat on the floor near the edge of the bed as Jo sunk to her knees; spreading her legs, and yanking his fly down. "Shut up," she replied; flashing him the kind of sensual smirk that has the ability to make his(a grown man's) thighs quiver. Her hair falling messily into her face; she swiftly untucked his collared shirt, and snuck two cool hands beneath it; raking her nails downwards as she trailed kisses down his abdomen. He couldn't help but shutter at the way she tugged on the elastic of his boxers with her teeth; pulling them down, and starting to play with his arousal: squeezing him hard in her hands. "I'm so turned on right now," he murmured; his cock throbbing as she pulled her shirt off over her head, and brushed her lips up against his tip. Grinning salaciously: she ran her tongue from his base to his tip; feeding off of the low, horny moans that escaped his mouth. "Sex? Please?" He asked blatantly; blushing at the smug look about her face. "That's all you ever want, isn't it Doctor?" She taunted; getting to her feet, and ridding of her bottoms; slowly lowering herself down onto him, and getting into position.
-The feeling of when it first went in caused their hearts to pound, and their mouths to water; Jo soon gripping his shoulders, and picking up her pace. "Yesss. Harder," he begged; arching his back, and smacking her ass. "I saw the rings.. I'm sorry but I couldn't keep my mouth shut. Henry, up until two weeks ago I was still wearing my wedding ring around my neck," she panted; nearly collapsing as he thrust up, into her as hard as he could. "I can expl.." He began. "Don't," she whispered; moulding her lips to his, and kissing him passionately. "I need to say something.. Before we go any further," he announced; breaking away from their kiss, and pulling out of her. "Jo, I only have a limited number of years with you, and I want to make them last. I've known you over a year now, and I'm trying to get you pregnant with my child, and I love you more than I've loved any woman in a long time. I've made plenty of impulsive decisions in my life- I told a man holding a gun no, and I adopted Abraham days after I first held him.
-I love you, and I crave you, and I need you.. And call this impulsive, but I want to see you and your swollen belly wrapped up in a wedding gown very soon," he spoke; practically out of breath as he sunk down to his knee before the bed. "Jo, this may be a big mistake on my part, but.." He began; Jo grabbing his face, and cutting him off: kissing him hard. "Yes," she mouthed; pulling him back up onto the bed.
