##WARNING: THIS IS A STEAMY ONE##
We'd barely made it into his room when he was unzipping the back of my dress, jerking it down off of my body rapidly as I began to help him get his suit off.
"Shit! Isn't getting out of a dress supposed to take longer than getting out of a suit?!" He growled out in frustration as he finally slipped off his tight dress pants, leaving him in only a pair of equally tight boxers that couldn't get much shorter.
"Didn't you notice that my dress was flowy and loose-fitting?" I asked with a giggle which he smiled at while he pulled down my underwear, leaving me buck ass naked since my dress had a built-in bra, which was the main selling point to me.
He trailed kisses all along my neck and then going lower to take one of my hardened nipples in his mouth, sucking on it aggressively, earning a moan of both pain and pleasure to escape my lips.
"Mmmm. Oh, shit, Foster, you're going to bruise them!" I grunted out as he continued his assault before finally releasing it and speaking quickly as he moved to give my other nipple the same treatment.
"These are for my eyes only, so only I should see if they're bruised or not."
He grabbed me by the back of my thighs, lifting me up and then laying me back down on the bed, never letting his mouth leave my nipple.
I grabbed a hold of his hair and tugged on it roughly which earned me a low growl from him.
"Stop teasing me, Foster!"
"But it's fun," he smirked as he let his lips glide down my stomach, stopping at my inner thighs to suck and bite them.
"If...mmm...you don't stick your dick in me within the next ten seconds, I'm going to get myself off and leave you...uhh...with blue balls," I threatened between moans.
His face raised from my thighs as his eyes met mine, the light dancing in them, showing me just how much he wanted me.
He slowly climbed up my body, putting a hand on either side of my head as he hovered over top of my body for a moment before dropping his head so that he could capture my bottom lip in between his teeth, tugging at it slightly.
"Now why would I let you do that when I'm right here?" He asked as he bucked his hips forward and I felt his dick sink inside of me.
Having not expected him to do so, and also having not noticed that he had removed his boxers, my body reacted by flying off the bed as I cried out in surprise.
"FOSTER! FUCK!" I shrieked.
He leaned down and brought our lips together, keeping his body still as he gave me time to adjust to his size.
He separated our lips to trail kisses along my collarbone, his arms coming to rest on either side of my head as he lowered his body so that he was fully on top of me, but not so much that he was squishing me.
"How are you doing, Darlin'?"
"Be better if you moved," I panted out, making him let out a soft chuckle.
"Your wish is my command," he said.
He then began to move his hips and damn did he know how to move those hips. I'd noticed it before when we were dancing together, but, wow. This man had better hip movement than me!
He began to pound harder into me, grabbing my thighs and lifting my body slightly as he continued his thrusts into me. From the angle he had positioned me in, he was going deeper than I had ever thought was possible, making my eyes roll into the back of my head at the pleasure.
"Ohhh yess! Right there! Don't stoooppp!" I moaned as I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly, trying to keep our bodies as close as possible.
Is now a bad time for a song to be running through my head? Probably. But is it? Oh yes.
Close by Nick Jonas and Tove lo was running through my head, and it was just heightening my pleasure.
*Close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Cause space was just a word
made up by someone who's
afraid to get close, ooh
Oh, so close, ooh
I want you close, ooh
Oh, I want you close, and
close ain't close enough, no*"Fuck, Darlin', I'm close!" He grunted as his thrusts began to get harder, deeper, and even better. It also didn't help that he said close and the song just seemed to get louder in my mind.
"Meee toooo," I moaned.
He grinned widely at me as he moved his face lower, connecting our lips. The moment our lips touched, our pleasure heightened and we both came hard, releasing at the same time.
After we released, Foster slowly pulled out of me and rolled down onto the bed next to me, both of us staring at the ceilings we waited for our breaths to even out.
When we were finally able to breathe normally, Foster turned to face me as I turned to face him.
"Please tell me that you're not on birth control or anything," he said and I laughed at the look on his face. He looked so desperate and hopeful that I wasn't on anything.
"No! I've heard that stuff makes a girl's period go all wonky, and I like to be prepared when it comes!" I laughed lightly.
He smiled brilliantly and rolled over to me, grabbing me and hugging me tightly as he kissed my lips repeatedly before he spoke once again.
"So, that means we just had unprotected sex."
"Yes, that's what happened when a condom is not used or when a girl isn't on the pill."
"That means I could've just gotten you pregnant."
"Yes, that's very possible. Why? What's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"We could be parents in like nine months. I really want us to be parents."
I was surprised by what he had said. I mean, yes, I did want to have a family with him, but we hadn't even really talked about it before.
"You do?"
"God, yes. I want everything that God is allowing us to have together. I want to grow old with you, and have a family with you. Do you not want that with me?"
"Yes, I do! I really do! It's just that I wasn't expecting you to be so on board with us having kids, and I'm glad that you are because I want to start having a family as soon as possible," I said and he smiled at me as he snuggled in close to me, peppering kisses down my throat, making me let out a small, low moan of pleasure.
"Good. Now that that's settled, what do you say we both make sure that by the end of the week you are pregnant?" He said, and before I could say a word he was sliding himself into me slowly, not leaving any room for argument or even a word to be spoken.
"Mmmm, so good," I moaned.
He grinned and began to move those magical hips of his.
I can't wait until I find out I'm pregnant because having kids with this man would mean the world to me.
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