The Scarred One(31)

There was no holding back. She was so tight and wet that he couldn’t stop the pleasure. He thrust inside her a final time filling her with his spunk. Dropping his head to her neck, he thrust through the waves of ecstasy, feeling lightheaded when it was all over.

She kissed his neck, but he wasn’t done with her yet. With his cock still inside her, he moved over, keeping her leg over his hip. His cock was flaccid, but he stayed inside her, not wanting to leave her.

Caressing down her body, he sucked on her nipple. He glided his fingers down between her legs. Finding her clit, he slowly stroked over the hard nub while also working her nipple. Her pussy came instantly alive, and he slowly thrust into her as he fingered her clit.

He pulled away to watch as her orgasm took over. She thrust onto his cock, tightening around him and washing his cock in cum.

When it was over, she collapsed onto the bed with a sweet smile on her lips.

“I take it you liked that, baby,” he said, kissing her cheek.

She turned her head to smile at him. “Yeah, very much.”

Henry pulled out of her.

“You didn’t use a condom?” she asked, sitting up. He followed her gaze in time to see his own cum spilling from her nether lips. Never in all of his life had he seen something so amazing and erotic. He was rock hard at the sight alone.

“No, I didn’t.”

He saw the panic in her eyes. “Are you clean?”

“Yeah, I’m clean. I got the all clear from the doctor. I never went bare with any of the other women I was with. You’re the first woman I’ve gone without a condom.”

“What about pregnancy? I’m not covered. I’m clean, and I’ve always used condoms. I’m not on the pill.”

“We’ll deal with that when it’s time.”

“I don’t want kids yet.”

“Neither do I, but I wouldn’t mind.” He reached out to cup her cheek. “I’m sorry. I thought you’d have been on the pill.”

Did he really? Did he want kids? In the past he didn’t want them, but if Lydia decided she wanted them, he’d have them.

He’d seen how happy Caleb had become with children, but could he find that kind of happiness?

Lydia made him want to be different and to search for different things. This apartment was one of the changes he’d made. He no longer held an apartment in the old building underneath Caleb. This was his only place to stay. He didn’t want the other life or the other women.

“I’ve not been with any other whores, Lydia. Our girls, I’ve not been near them since the night we were taken.” He hated the fact he’d been with them prior to being a bastard to her. It sickened him.

“Not one?”

“You’re mine, Lydia, and as far as I’m concerned, I’m yours.” He touched her cheek, running a thumb over her lip.

“You’re really something else.” She cupped his hand, turning to lay a kiss to his palm.

There was so much he wanted to do to her.

“Are you mad at me?” he asked.

“For not using a condom?”

He nodded.

“No, not really. I’m not angry at you. I probably should be angry at you.” She dropped her hands to her lap. “We’ll need to go to the pharmacy, and I’ll talk with the doctor.”

“Shall we wait and see?” he asked.#p#分页标题#e#

“What?”

“I’ll use condoms for the rest of our time together, but should we see if you’re pregnant before taking that drastic step?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

She didn’t speak for several seconds. “Okay, if you’re happy with that.”

He was happy, and again he didn’t know why.

****

Over the next week Lydia was on cloud nine. Henry was attentive and sweet to her. Since their first night it had only gotten better. He’d assigned a bodyguard to her whenever she wanted to leave the apartment. Her bruising had all but disappeared. There was no pain in her ribs, and she was good as new. Throughout the week they’d gone back to her apartment to collect the rest of her stuff. She should have seen the truth when Henry kept bringing her belongings back home every night.

He didn’t want her working either. There were a lot of things he didn’t want her doing. He’d ordered her not to shave her pussy again as he wanted that privilege.

She entered the apartment with Arnold following behind her.

“I can get home on my own.”

“Until Henry gets back he wants you to have someone with you all the time,” Arnold, the bodyguard assigned to her, said.

“It must be totally lame for you, following me around all day.”