Inside you

You simply could not control yourself. You had gone too far, and your hips were rocking, grinding against him as if of their own volition. You look down at him through half-closed, perfectly glazed over, eyes. As he sees those eyes, he smiles, knowing that you are his to claim. You were certain that his mind was not even processing the possibility of you getting pregnant at this point. His male instincts were probably just in as much control of him as your female instincts were of you.

"Cum," was all you said, and you were not even sure you managed to get that out in more than a hushed moan. But it was all he needed, because he suddenly tossed his head in your cleavage and thrust up one good time, exploding deep in your aching pussy. Something inside you switched into overdrive the second your felt the spray of his heated seed flooding your body. Your hips, bucked, your muscles tensed, and your pussy gripped his shaft like a vice.

While his head was in your cleavage, your's soon found refuge on his hard shoulder. You both almost froze in time as your bodies spasmed against one another.

When it was all done, you were left sitting there, his still-hard cock inside you throbbing as hard as ever, your arms wrapped around him and his around you, embracing like you had been long-time lovers.

Finally, as he begins to soften--to your disappointment as you soon realize you could easily go for a round two--you look at one another again. There is a softness in his eyes, something you feel a strong attraction toward. You could actually love this man. It was meant to just be sex, but part of you, if only for that moment, feels much more. If you sit there in his lap any longer, you could both end up in serious trouble down the road.

Of course, these feelings have made you forget, if only briefly, that you could easily have just been knocked up.