63. Ari
sixty-three
Ari
Tonight’s game is really a blur to me.
I get a couple of hits, and we end up winning four-nothing.
All I can focus on, though, is getting Lucia home.
I’m so fucking proud of everything she accomplished today, and I can’t wait to just be alone with her.
She beats me back to the penthouse, and when I walk inside, she’s sitting on the kitchen island with a giant glass of wine in hand and wearing the brightest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Welcome home, baby.”
I quickly close the distance between us, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. “This was such a big day for you, Spitfire.”
“That’s Head Trainer Spitfire, thank you very much.”
I laugh into the crook of her neck. “I’m proud of you, Lucia.”
“I’m proud of me, too,” she grins, and I kiss it off her lips.
“We should probably tell people we’re dating, shouldn’t we?”
Lucia chuckles. “Yeah, I would very much like to not hide you.”
“This is my first relationship, so I’m not really sure how we should do that.”
“God, you’re adorable,” she says, leaning back and smiling at me. “The Stars charity dinner is in a few weeks. Instead of going separately, I could come as your date.”
I hum in approval. “Having the most beautiful woman on my arm would certainly make headlines.”
“We’re going to make headlines because you’re known fuckboy Ari Morgan.”
I tickle her side, and she squirms and laughs underneath me. “Those days are gone, sweetheart. You’re the only one I’ll ever have in my bed again.”
“Thought it was our bed?” she teases, fisting the cotton of my T-shirt.
“It is,” I rasp. “And we haven’t christened it since it officially became ours.”
Lucia drapes her arms around my neck and wraps her legs around my waist. “That won’t do. I guess you’re going to have to take me to bed, Casanova.”
“With fucking pleasure.”
I lift her off the counter and carry her down to our bedroom. After I close the door behind us, I gently toss her on the bed and bracket myself on top of her.
“You look so good on top of me, baby,” she says, brushing her lips over mine.
“On top of you is my second favorite place to be,” I reply, teasing my thumb under the hem of her shirt.
Lucia cocks her head to the side. “What’s your favorite place then?”
I smile before leaning down to kiss her. “Literally anywhere with you.”
She smirks at me. “Someone’s trying to get laid tonight.”
I lower my hips onto her, pressing my already-hard dick against her. “I don’t think it’s considered trying when we both want the same thing right now.”
Lucia rolls her hips against me now, and I groan in satisfaction. “You sure that’s what I want?”
“Baby, if I were to slide my hand between your legs, how wet would you be?”
“So wet,” she breathes. “I’m drenched for you.”
“See?” I smirk. “I know exactly what you want.”
“Then why are we both still wearing any clothing?”
“Why don’t you strip for me again, sweetheart?”
Lucia bites my lip. “No. I want you to strip for me, slut.”
“I fucking love how dirty you are, Luc.” I get off of her and take a few steps backward. “I’ll strip for you, but I want you naked when I do.”
“Done.”
She quickly removes her clothing without making a show of it, and then she rests on the edge of the bed completely bare, legs spread wide for me to see.
“Fuck, you’re sexy,” I breathe.
Lucia eyes me down. “Strip for me, Ari. Be a good boy, and I’ll give you a show while you do.”
She starts by playing with her nipples, and my cock is literally straining against my boxer briefs right now.
Leaking an embarrassing amount of precum as well.
I slowly pull my shirt over my head and watch as Lucia now sucks a finger into her mouth before sliding it down her chest and resting it on her clit.
“You have such a good body, Jae-Hyun.”
She throws her head back and moans when she starts teasing her clit, and I’m starting to hope I can even make it inside her before I come tonight.
“Eyes on me, Lucia,” I demand. “Slip two fingers into that wet cunt and keep your eyes on me.”
“I knew you were my cuntslut.” Her fingers disappear inside her, and she lightly moans. “Your cock fills me so much better than my fingers.”
I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and push them down. “Make yourself come, and I’ll let you have it.”
Lucia moves her fingers faster when she sees my dick literally tenting my boxers, and licks her lips when I slowly lower them. My cock stands straight out, desperately begging to be buried inside her.
I wrap a hand around my shaft and lightly stroke myself as I walk back over to her.
“Make yourself squirt,” I rasp, falling to my knees for a better view. “Let me have my favorite meal before I fuck you.”
“You’ll drink it all up, won’t you?” she sighs, pushing another finger into her pussy and rubbing all of them along her front wall. “Because you’re such a good boy.”
I press my hand down on her pelvis to help her. “I’m always your good boy, sweetheart. Now, stop talking and fucking come for me.”
I watch as she continually sinks her fingers inside her. I can hear how much wetter she’s getting, and I want to taste it so badly.
She throws her head back and teases her clit before loudly moaning. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Right in my mouth,” I growl, pulling her hand out of her at the exact right time. I bury my face between her legs right as she starts to gush, and I drink down every goddamn drop.
When all that’s left is the remainder of her arousal dripping from my body, I stand up and take her lips in a searing kiss. She moans when I do because my dirty girl fucking loves to taste herself.
“I need you, Ari,” she pants. “I need you inside me.”
“Head on the pillow.”
She quickly moves up the bed, resting her head on a pillow as I come to rest between her legs.
I look down at her now, my heart doing somersaults when I remember what she told me after last night’s game.
I lean down and press my forehead against hers. “Did you start those birth control pills?” She bites her lip and shakes her head. I stare into her eyes as I say, “Don’t.”
“Okay,” she smiles.
“You’re absolutely sure about this?” I question. “Because I can promise you, I will fill you with my cum every chance I get until you’re finally fucking pregnant.”
Lucia moves her hips, and the head of my cock slips inside her. “Then fucking get me pregnant.”
I slam the rest of the way in, and we both cry out. “Fuck, Lucia. I can’t wait to breed this greedy cunt.”
“Yes!” she moans. “Do it, Ari! I want everything you can give me.”
“I will,” I promise. “I’m going to put a baby in you. Show everyone you’re mine. Show everyone how much I fucking love you.”
“Show them,” she pleads. “Show everyone how much I need you. How I beg for you to fill me up and give me your cum. God, I want it.”
“The thought alone drives me fucking wild, sweetheart.” My hips are moving desperately as she holds on to me tightly. “You don’t know what it does to me to think about you carrying my child. I can’t fucking wait to see you pregnant.”
“I’ll be covered in stretch marks.”
“I’ll kiss them all.”
“I’ll probably get really swollen.”
“I’ll rub you down.”
“I won’t look the same after.”
“You’ll still be the most goddamn beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I want every part of this, Lucia, and I want it with you.”
“Then do it.” Lucia kisses me passionately. “Give me your baby, and you can watch as I grow our child. Watch my body change.”
“Fuck, I won’t be able to keep my hands off of you. I’ll fuck you then and dream about doing it again. Giving you more babies.”
“Yes!”
“This is turning you on so much, isn’t it, baby?” I ask, my balls starting to draw up tight. “You’re squeezing me so tightly.”
“Because I want to pull the cum out of you. I need it, Ari. I need you to get me pregnant.”
“That’s all I want, Lucia,” I pant, so close to tipping over the edge. “I’m getting ready to shoot so deep inside you.”
“Do it. Fucking do it.”
“Fuck!” I scream, my orgasm ripping out of me.
“Yes, baby, yes!” Lucia moans, finding her release with me.
Everything about this feels different.
Tonight wasn’t us fantasizing about getting her pregnant.
Tonight was the first time it could be a reality.
I already feel even closer to her than I did before.
“Lucia…”
I can see the emotions all over her face as she leans up to kiss me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
I kiss her again before slowly pulling out of her and lying next to her on the bed. I immediately wrap my arms around her and bring her head over to rest on my chest.
“I could be pregnant, Ari,” Lucia says softly.
“I hope you are,” I reply, tipping her face up so I can look at her. “I can’t wait to create a family with you.”
“What will we do if it doesn’t work this time?” she asks, raking her fingers through my hair.
“We’ll try again. As many times as it takes.”
She smiles at me so sweetly. “Are we officially in our Trying For A Baby era?”
“Yes,” I smile back. “We’re trying. We don’t have to tell anyone if you don’t want to.”
“Let’s keep it to ourselves. Let it just be for us.”
“That’s fine with me.” I lean down and capture her lips. “I’m excited to take this journey with you.”
“There’s no one else I’d rather be on this journey with.”
If you had told me six months ago I’d be trying for a baby with Lucia Torres, I would have laughed in your face. I didn’t want kids, and Lucia and I couldn’t stand each other.
Funny how things change, isn’t it?
What I didn’t want then is everything I’m dying to have now.
I didn’t think I’d ever want to settle down, but now I’m picturing houses in the suburbs, pink and blue nurseries, big backyards, and a home filled with love and laughter.
The fact that I get to have all of that with Lucia, the woman who owns every piece of my heart, just makes it all that much sweeter.