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"Is that a yes then?"
"I dunno... Do you know how much it takes to raise a kid?"
He shrugged, "Well I haven't had one yet."
I thought for a second, "Look... we can try, okay?"
He sighed, kissing my knuckles, "Thank you. If you change your mind at any time, let me know."
I lay back as he shifted over me, shrugging his coat off. I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and running my fingers through his clean cut hair, "What did I do to deserve you?"
"I could ask you the same question."
He dipped down, pushing his lips to mine for what must have been the millionth time. Arthur Maxson had a certain method when it came to the art of sex. He could keep speed. Always. No matter how close he were, he was always steady.
I felt his tongue slip against my lips, and he pulled away, sighing a little. We both undressed and just afterwards, he was on me like we were magnets. Even outside the bedroom it was like this. I raised my head a little, noticing his eyes on my neck like those of a lion awaiting prey. He moved his hands. Both rested on my outer thighs, and ran forward, over my stomach and up to my breasts, where he worked his magic. I let out a breathy moan and he kissed me to hush it. I had one hand, dragging my fingers down his shoulder blades, and my other hand, running over his warm, toned stomach.
He let out a sighing moan, and took my hand into his own, interlacing our fingers. His other hand went south, to align himself with me. He looked to me, and I gave the all clear, giving him permission. Once he did so, his lips were back on mine. I took him the way he liked. With a certain tightness, and to the hilt. I bucked my hips hopelessly, making him take in a sharp breath. He pulled away, looking down at me, "Move, and I'll bust in a second... J-Just wait..."
He leaned back down, kissing me sweetly. I understood, and managed to keep the squirming down to a minimum. After a while, he eventually pulled out, slamming in again at what felt like light speed. My heart stopped for a second, and I dug my nails into his back, moaning under him. He kept his pace, as always, and I was helpless under it's spell. I had recently learned to move with him to further both our pleasure, and only began to do so when I felt my toes curl. He threw his head back a little, dropping his jaw and letting out a soft moan. I felt my stomach clench, and my leg muscles tighten.
He moaned out a curse word, following it up with my name and I immediately felt the dam break. I let out a sigh and came, feeling him do the same inside of me. After a second, he pulled out, standing up completely. He put his hands on the back of his head and looked up, trying to catch his breath. I always managed to steal it anyway.
He looked to me, and lay next to me on his stomach. He propped up on an elbow and moved my hair from my face, "You look good."
I chuckled and went back to regulated my heart beat, "You too."
