her cheek against his back.
“I love you, Johnny. I don't want to be in love with you. Neither one of us is ready for commitment. It's going to be hard enough getting used to being a mom and dad.”
“We'll work it out.” He turned and pulled her against his chest.
“Are we going to ruin us?” she whispered.
Johnny kissed the top of her head. “No.” He just needed to convince her, the us would be Johnny, Krissy and baby as a family. Her plan might not include life after baby. His did.
“No more joking,” he said, putting his hands on her shoulders and easing her away. “Where we have sex doesn't matter. Neither one of is ever going to forget.” He put his fingers to her lips after she took a breath to speak. “No unnecessary touching.” This left the topic wide open for debate. “I kiss you now.” He pressed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss to prove his point. “But I agree no open- mouthed passionate exchanges.” He winked. “On lips or any other soft, sweet body parts. After the kiss at Stu's, I don't think I can take more of your kisses and not drag you to bed, put my mouth, tongue, and lips all your parts, and believe me, everything I did would be strictly for pleasure.”
Krissy groaned and her eyes clouded with passion. “Whew, good thing we've cleared up the kissing. What about the rest?”
“Are you willing to have sex once, and then wait a month to see if you conceived? It seems to me that we should spend the next few weeks fucking ourselves dumb and then hope for the best.” He turned on the charm and gave her a big open smile.
“You're incorrigible.” She rolled her eyes, and he followed her back into the kitchen. “But you're right. So Johnny, when are you going to knock me up? We don't have much time so you'll need to be efficient.”
He put eggs and toast on plates then set them on the table. “I'll do my best.”
She unsnapped her pants.
“Wait a minute.” He stilled her hands. “I can't believe I'm saying this. Not right now.” He needed a day of mental preparation. He'd last about a minute if they had sex now. That is if he could keep it up. Krissy epitomized his fantasy. If he was going to fulfill that fantasy for the next few weeks, every encounter would be memorable. “We're both tired. I'll come over,” he looked at the clock on the stove, “technically tonight.” The sun would be up in a few hours.
“We're not going for romance, Johnny.”
“Fine, no romance. I have classes during the week, but I break at ten. We can hook up for quickies?”
She lifted her coffee cup to make a toast. “Thank you.” Moisture filled her eyes.
“Save your tears,” he said touching their cups together. “We may have just started down the road to hell.”
“I'm glad we'll be traveling together.” They touched their cups again. “Should we tell the gang?”
Johnny shook his head. “I don't want anyone trying to talk us out of this. After you're pregnant, the world can know. Right now, our plan is just between you and me.”
Chapter Four
The Big Oh No ‘O'!
“Hi.” His heart pounded. Damp palms, dry mouth, oh yeah, all the markers telling him just how terrified he was to make love to Krissy. He'd never actually fucked someone he loved. If he listened to the spin, it made a difference— that was why adrenaline pumped through his veins.
Krissy held the door for him. She must have spent the afternoon cleaning. Her house appeared almost sterile. Clutter cleared from the coffee table, the usual shoes at the door gone and the hint of pine cleaner hanging in the air, this was not his Krissy. The girl didn't clean— he swallowed the lump in his throat— unless she was nervous.
Johnny sat on the couch. His knee bounced a fast cadence. “Can I get a beer?” He didn't wait for a reply but stood and left the room. Once in the kitchen, he leaned his forehead on the fridge. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and tried to prepare himself for the night to come.
“I love you, Johnny. I don't want to be in love with you. Neither one of us is ready for commitment. It's going to be hard enough getting used to being a mom and dad.”
“We'll work it out.” He turned and pulled her against his chest.
“Are we going to ruin us?” she whispered.
Johnny kissed the top of her head. “No.” He just needed to convince her, the us would be Johnny, Krissy and baby as a family. Her plan might not include life after baby. His did.
“No more joking,” he said, putting his hands on her shoulders and easing her away. “Where we have sex doesn't matter. Neither one of is ever going to forget.” He put his fingers to her lips after she took a breath to speak. “No unnecessary touching.” This left the topic wide open for debate. “I kiss you now.” He pressed his lips to hers in a chaste kiss to prove his point. “But I agree no open- mouthed passionate exchanges.” He winked. “On lips or any other soft, sweet body parts. After the kiss at Stu's, I don't think I can take more of your kisses and not drag you to bed, put my mouth, tongue, and lips all your parts, and believe me, everything I did would be strictly for pleasure.”
Krissy groaned and her eyes clouded with passion. “Whew, good thing we've cleared up the kissing. What about the rest?”
“Are you willing to have sex once, and then wait a month to see if you conceived? It seems to me that we should spend the next few weeks fucking ourselves dumb and then hope for the best.” He turned on the charm and gave her a big open smile.
“You're incorrigible.” She rolled her eyes, and he followed her back into the kitchen. “But you're right. So Johnny, when are you going to knock me up? We don't have much time so you'll need to be efficient.”
He put eggs and toast on plates then set them on the table. “I'll do my best.”
She unsnapped her pants.
“Wait a minute.” He stilled her hands. “I can't believe I'm saying this. Not right now.” He needed a day of mental preparation. He'd last about a minute if they had sex now. That is if he could keep it up. Krissy epitomized his fantasy. If he was going to fulfill that fantasy for the next few weeks, every encounter would be memorable. “We're both tired. I'll come over,” he looked at the clock on the stove, “technically tonight.” The sun would be up in a few hours.
“We're not going for romance, Johnny.”
“Fine, no romance. I have classes during the week, but I break at ten. We can hook up for quickies?”
She lifted her coffee cup to make a toast. “Thank you.” Moisture filled her eyes.
“Save your tears,” he said touching their cups together. “We may have just started down the road to hell.”
“I'm glad we'll be traveling together.” They touched their cups again. “Should we tell the gang?”
Johnny shook his head. “I don't want anyone trying to talk us out of this. After you're pregnant, the world can know. Right now, our plan is just between you and me.”
Chapter Four
The Big Oh No ‘O'!
“Hi.” His heart pounded. Damp palms, dry mouth, oh yeah, all the markers telling him just how terrified he was to make love to Krissy. He'd never actually fucked someone he loved. If he listened to the spin, it made a difference— that was why adrenaline pumped through his veins.
Krissy held the door for him. She must have spent the afternoon cleaning. Her house appeared almost sterile. Clutter cleared from the coffee table, the usual shoes at the door gone and the hint of pine cleaner hanging in the air, this was not his Krissy. The girl didn't clean— he swallowed the lump in his throat— unless she was nervous.
Johnny sat on the couch. His knee bounced a fast cadence. “Can I get a beer?” He didn't wait for a reply but stood and left the room. Once in the kitchen, he leaned his forehead on the fridge. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and tried to prepare himself for the night to come.
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