Scarlett let out a soft moan, her body arching up, practically offering her breast to my mouth.
I took her breast in, gently licking and circling her nipple with my tongue, sucking on the edge with my lips, constantly making lewd sounds.
Scarlett was getting restless, her arms wrapped around me, her body moving, pressing her breast to my mouth and her intimate area against my penis.
She seemed to be really enjoying it.
I reached out with one hand to squeeze her other breast.
After massaging it for a while, she seemed to feel a tingling sensation.
I then used two fingers to pinch and rotate her nipple.
As she enjoyed the stimulation, she let out a series of moans.
When she was with Ryan, her moans were always just for show, partly to boost his ego and partly to encourage him to last longer.
But with me, her voice was softer, and I could tell she was trying to suppress her pleasure, afraid of others discovering our secret.
She only felt the most pleasure when she was with me.
I continued to rub against her pussy for about thirty minutes, and my penis was already wet from her arousal, with the connection between the glans and her pussy reflecting a clear wetness.
With such a moist and abundant pussy, it would definitely feel amazing to penetrate it.
I was already looking forward to the next time I would make love with Scarlett.
And Scarlett now was about to experience her first genuine climax in her life, not one that was acted out.
Her body tensed up, her intimate area tightened suddenly, sucking on my glans as if trying to pull it inside.
Before long, Scarlett reached her climax, a warm flow coming out of her intimate area.
Her love juices seemed warmer than anyone else's, making it hard for my penis to resist the stimulation, and I ejaculated directly.
"Don't ejaculate too deep!" Scarlett realized I was about to ejaculate and quickly pushed my abdomen with her hand as a reminder.
Unfortunately, it was too late; my semen had already been released inside.
But it wasn't very deep, just at the entrance of her intimate area, and the semen had already flowed out from inside.
Scarlett looked regretful, saying, "No!"
"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.
"This could lead to pregnancy!"
"But I didn't ejaculate into the uterus, just on the outside. It should be fine, right?" I asked.
"How can it be fine? With your excellent physical condition, even if you ejaculate at the entrance, the sperm can still swim inside. If they happen to meet my egg, fertilization could occur." she worried.
This made me a bit worried too.
I didn't realize there was so much to consider when it came to pregnancy.
But since I had already finished inside, what should we do now?
Should she take the morning-after pill? But those can be rough on her body.
"Hey, aren't you thinking about having a baby? This could be your chance to become a mom. If you can't stand the idea with Ryan, you could divorce him and marry me. I'll take care of you," I suggested, not so subtly.
Scarlett shot me a look and said, "If you want to ruin my life, just say it!"
"What's wrong? I'm just being honest," I said, feeling a bit hurt.
"Do you think it would be easier to hide raising your baby without Ryan knowing, or divorcing him and raising a baby that's not his with you?"
Both options sounded like a mess.
And secrets like these usually came out.
If the kid grew up looking like me, people would start asking questions since Ryan and I weren't related, and a DNA test would spill the beans.
"So, what do we do? Should you take the morning-after pill?" I asked, unsure.
I didn't like the idea of Scarlett taking the pill, knowing the side effects.
"We don't have much choice now, but next time, be careful or use a condom, okay?" she reminded me.
"Got it," I nodded and got off her.
Scarlett sat on the bed, legs slightly bent, grabbed a couple of tissues from the bedside table, and gently wiped her intimate area.
Soon, the love juices and semen were cleaned up, and she even inserted the tissue inside to clean up more thoroughly.
Watching her, my penis got hard again.
"Scarlett, can you clean me up too?" I knelt on the bed, my erection pointing towards her.
She blushed, looking shyly at my penis, avoiding my eyes.
She turned her head, grabbed a tissue, and said, "Why... why did you get hard so quickly?"
"Quickly? That's normal. You're gorgeous, with an amazing body. If I didn't get hard, I'd question my manhood."
"You can't say things like that." Scarlett gave me a playful glare, holding my penis with one hand and gently wiping it with the tissue.
Her touch was so delicate like she was handling something precious.
"Do you react like this with everyone?" she asked.
"You mean getting hard so fast?"
"Yeah," Scarlett replied softly.
"It depends," I said, thinking back. "If I'm fantasizing about you, or if I'm really turned on and with someone else, it happens quickly. With someone like Sophia, it's more about the purpose, and it usually ends after one round. If I want to go again, I need to think of you to get hard."
"Thinking of me?" Scarlett asked.
"Yeah, thinking of you. Honestly, a few times when I was with Sophia, I imagined she was you to make it better."
I added, "But compared to you, she just doesn't measure up in looks, personality, or body, so it's hard to feel the same with her."