Chapter 6

"Oh God, Virginia," he rasped from above her when she came again, her pussy gripping him like a tight fist as it coated his dick with her warm juices. He didn't move a muscle as she screamed out her orgasm, her body clenching and unclenching around his engorged length. He couldn't move if he wanted to, her grip was so tight, but he also didn't dare, for fear that he would spill his seed without so much as a second thrust inside her tight sheath.

"Wrap your legs around my waist," he croaked out when the tremors that racked her started to subside. She did, at the same time twisting her arms behind his back, to cling to him. He lowered himself against her, gripped her ass in his hands and slowly began to ride her.

She was beautiful, soft and lush like a woman should be. Her thick thighs cushioned him as he pumped his hips back and forth to tunnel inside her. A deep groan fell from his lips and he closed his eyes to just savor the feel of the soft pillow of her breasts against his chest. Her body was voluptuous and feminine, a modern-day Venus.

She'd made a point to tell him she didn't have the body of a twenty-nine year old. He'd wanted to tell her then that he couldn't have cared less about that; it was her that he wanted. She had the body of a woman, who didn't pick over everything she ate. That was unbelievably sexy to him—a woman with curves that he could hold on to when he made love to her.

And as if proving his point, he dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her ass and thrust deeper, burying his length in her tight, wet heat.

Her nails furrowed deeper into his back, but he ignored the slight twinge of pain. Instead he clenched his lids tighter in an effort to stave off his impending climax.

"Steve, that's it. Fuck me harder," she screamed as she threw her hips at him, meeting him thrust for thrust so that his balls slapped loudly against her skin.

Pleasure exploded inside of him and he lost it. Lifting himself off of her, he unclasped her legs from behind his back, hooked his arms behind her knees and shifted above her. Spreading her wider, he rode her harder.

"Yes, Steve. Fuck me," she screamed, louder this time.

"God, Virginia. I'm about to come," he grunted loudly as he pounded his cock deep inside her pussy. Sweat dripped from his body with each rough thrust as he rammed his dick harder into her tender flesh.

She was just so tight, so wet, and the muscles in his arms bulged as he pushed her legs wider, seemingly unable to get deep enough inside her.

He pumped his hips furiously, his cock pistoning in and out of her at a frenzied pace. When her cunt began to pulse around him again, his control completely snapped, and he shattered. With one final thrust, his cock jerked wildly and he exploded.

"Virginiaaaaaa," he roared as he emptied his seed inside of her at the same time she came again, her pussy clamping around his dick, milking him of every last drop of cum.

He unhooked her legs and collapsed against her, panting heavily. He laid on top of her for several moments, while she stroked her hands across his sweat-drenched back. He lifted his lips into a satisfied smile when he heard her purr softly.

Mindful of his heavyweight, he slipped out of her and rolled to her side. He reached for her to pull her against him, but stilled. And at the same time, he felt her stiffen beside him. The blood immediately froze in his veins.

Their eyes met and he knew that his stunned expression mirrored hers. He swore under his breath when he tried to reach for her, but she pulled away from him.

"Virginia, it's going to be okay. I haven't been with a woman in over a year and I always use protection and get tested regularly. I'm good. I swear," he said, hastily tugging off the broken condom.

Her expression was incredulous as she stared at him. "You're good? Well, I'm not," she snapped.

He stiffened. "W—when was the last time you got tested?" He asked nervously.

She shot him a hard look. "I didn't mean that," she said, her hand waving wildly in the air. "I always use condoms and I get tested regularly too. My last results were fine. I meant that I'm not on birth control."

He blew out a deep breath as relief washed over him. "That's it—" he stopped when he saw her furious expression. "I meant that we can—"

"We? You mean me." She jumped to her feet, hurriedly donning her gown.

He sighed again and followed suit by dragging on his pants and shirt. "No, I meant we," he said firmly.

She stared up at him, her expression full of horror, before she dropped her face into her hands and sighed. "This is a nightmare. I knew this was a mistake."

He glared angrily at her, his jaw clenched tight. "What we shared wasn't a mistake, and this certainly isn't a nightmare," he bit out stiffly. "I want children, so unless you don't, then we can work through this, together."

She dropped her hands to stare at him as if he'd lost his mind. "This is not about wanting children. I want children too, but under the right circumstances. I certainly don't like the idea of getting pregnant from a one night stand."

Matt drew in a long breath, silently counting to ten in order to restrain himself from reaching out and shaking her until she started speaking with some sense. Her words were insulting and he struggled to rein in his mounting fury toward her.

"That's your problem, Virginia. Everything has to be done your way, by your plan and to your standards. So you could be pregnant and we're not married. So what? We'll figure this out. It's not the end of the world."

He knew that as soon as she crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes that he was going to hate her words even more than the ones she'd just spoken. "Not married? Try not even in a relationship?

You're still in your twenties. To you this seems so simple. I get pregnant, we have a baby and we just take care of it."

He scowled at the mocking tone of her voice, the sound grating on his ears, but he forced himself to bite down on his tongue to keep from lashing out in anger.

"Well it's not that simple. Not for me, and if you were more mature you would realize not for you either."

"So, I'm immature now?" He snorted rudely. Unable to look at her any longer, he spun away from her and stalked off in the direction of her office. He couldn't believe how unreasonable she was being. He quickly gathered his things and nearly bowled her over when he spun around and she was standing there, blocking his path.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm leaving. I think you need some time alone to figure out why our age difference is such a problem for you because it isn't for me." He shook his head, not even trying to hide his disappointment. "The sad thing is that it never even entered my mind to call what we just shared a one-night stand, but those were your first thoughts. Just as the idea that you're pregnant is not a bad thing in my eyes, but you can only see it as a nightmare." He shot her a quelling look when she opened her mouth to argue. He'd had enough of her scathing words, unintentional they might have been, for one night. "As I said, I think you need some time alone to come to the realization that I am a mature man, who is quite capable of being a responsible father," he said quietly and stepped around her before she could say another word.

As he slipped silently from her home, he hoped she would mull over his words that night. The attraction between them was not one-sided and he needed her to come to terms with that before they went any further, or else she was never going to take him seriously.