The Risque Contracts Series(77)

I frowned. “We’re married, Charlotte. Our lives don’t get any more in synch.”

Charlotte laughed softly. “No. I mean, you’re done with school, have your books published, doing a job you love, simply because you can. I want to be a wife and a mother more than anything else, but it doesn’t mean I don’t have other goals.” She looked at me warily as though waiting for me to interject, so I nodded for her to continue. “How about a compromise?”

At her hopeful expression, a rush of love swept through me and I knew I’d give her anything she wanted. Taking hold of her biceps, I pulled her up so I could kiss her passionately. “No compromise necessary, sweetheart. You tell me when you’re ready, ok?”

Charlotte beamed and kissed me again. I was still buried in her sweet pussy and though my cock hadn’t really gone down, it hardened to fucking steel. She pulled back and squirmed a little, eliciting a half moan, half growl from me.

“I’m not done negotiating. I want my compromise,” she said firmly, with another wiggle.

“You keep doing that and you won’t be negotiating anything, you’ll be too busy screaming.”

Her laughter tinkled throughout the room, sending sparks of warmth into my chest. It was one of my favorite sounds and I couldn’t help but smile.

“How about we wait until I graduate.”

I nodded and moved to take her mouth again but she pushed me away, and damn, she must’ve really wanted a spanking. I didn’t like to be denied her body. “Charlotte,” I warned.

She huffed, then I felt the walls of her pussy clamp down on my dick, and I moaned. “I was going to say, before I was so rudely interrupted, until then, we should practice as much as possible, don’t you think?”

“It’s a fair compromise,” I panted as her pussy squeezed again and she sat up, beginning to rock against me. “Fuck, sweetheart. You look amazing when you ride me.” Her tits were bouncing and I grasped them, her tight little nipples poking my palms. Sitting up slightly, I gave each fair attention, sucking and licking. Charlotte’s movements were becoming frantic, so I lay back down to enjoy the show. I gripped her ass and helped pull her down onto my cock as I thrust up, our flesh smacking together.

“Oh, Gabe, oh yes, yes, Ga-oh yes!” she chanted, her volume escalating until she was shouting.

“That’s right, sweetheart,” I ground out. “Take it. Yeah, oh fuck!”

It didn’t take long for us to reach the peak and we flew off of it together.

Together. There wasn’t a more perfect description of our future. No matter what happened. We’d do it together.





Bonus Scene: Twins!


Charlotte


“If you don’t have any additional questions, I’ll see you back again in four weeks.”

I shifted on the exam table, ready to hop down when Gabe’s hand landed on my upper thigh. This was our second appointment with my obstetrician and I’d hoped to get out of here before he asked anything as embarrassing as last time, when he’d quizzed her on how safe sexual activities were while I was pregnant. A simple yes to us being able to have sex hadn’t been enough for him. He’d wanted details about how often, how hard, and what positions were the safest.

“I’ve been reading about ultrasounds to confirm the fetal age and was hoping we could have one done today.”

I groaned and flopped back down, knowing I wasn’t going to get out of here anytime soon. I never thought I’d regret his love for reading, but ever since he’d discovered pregnancy books I’d become leery of what he’d become obsessed with next.

“Since Charlotte’s cycle has always been regular, we’ve already been able to pinpoint her due date within a close margin. I don’t think insurance would consider an ultrasound medically necessary.”

“Then I’ll pay out of pocket for one,” he replied.

The doctor’s brow furrowed as she stared at Gabe. “She doesn’t really need one at this point in the pregnancy and they aren’t exactly cheap.”

I waved my hand at her and rolled my eyes. “You might as well save your breath. If my husband wants me to have an ultrasound, we aren’t leaving here without getting one.”

“You ended up with a stubborn one, huh?” she laughed.

“You have no idea.”

Gabe chuckled at my response, happy now that he knew he was going to get his way. About five minutes passed before a technician came into the exam room, pushing a portable ultrasound machine. Once she got the machine plugged in and set up, she turned towards me and introduced herself.

“I’m going to need to put some of this on your abdomen,” she continued, showing me a bottle of gel and handing me an extra exam gown. “Let’s put this on your lap since your gown is going to be hiked up soon.”