Note: This is VERY nc-17 please read with caution.
January 13th, 2002
Sweat beaded down John back as he pushed into Jing-Mei harder and faster. She groaned loudly running her hands down his back.
"Fuck John." She panted, thrusting her hips up grinding them against his. John groaned loudly, feeling his balls tighten. He thrusted faster, wanting to get her pregnant this time. Jing-Mei's body started to quiver. Her back arched off of the mattress as she cried out. John's orgasm soon followed, shooting his seed deep into her womb. John collapsed on top of Jing-Mei panting.
"Christ." John chuckled wearily.
"Loved married life." She whispered as John rolled over next to her with a smile. He put his hand on her stomach.
"Do you think it worked?" He asked. She looked at him blankly.
"What worked?" She asked.
"Making love. Do you think you could be pregnant?" John said watching her eyes.
"I…ah…I hope not." She said. John frowned deeply and sat up.
"What?" He looked at her; "Don't you want to get pregnant?"
"Not particularly." She said.
"What?? Deb, I thought you wanted kids with me." John said starting to get upset.
"I do." Jing-Mei frowned, "Just not now. I'm not ready to get pregnant again yet. It's only been a little over a year since I had Michael and I don't think I could have another baby so soon."
"But…" John looked at the mattress, "I really want to have a child with you." Jing-Mei bit her lip. This was clearly upsetting him.
"I know you do, it's just, pregnancy takes a lot of you and I only just got to where I want to be since having Michael, physically and emotionally. County is keeping me so busy lately. I don't want to sacrifice my job right now. In a couple of years, We can think about having kids."
"A couple of years??" He frowned deeply. Jing-Mei sighed deeply, "What if you were pregnant right now?"
"If I got pregnant tonight, then…I would have to deal with it." She said, "I would love the child, but John, do you understand why I don't want kids right now? I want to have you to myself as my husband for a while first. Kids are big responsibilities."
"God, I know." He muttered getting up and finding his boxers. "Let's just forget about this." John stored off into the kitchen. Jing-Mei bit her lip. She did want kids, but just not right now. John was banging in the kitchen. Jing-Mei sighed deeply got up and went into the kitchen. She stared at John. His eyes were red and filled with tears. Jing-Mei's heart was breaking looking at him. He had wanted kids badly with her. He looked so different right at that moment to her. She couldn't really place her finger on it, but something new sparked in her heart. She walked up behind him wrapping her arms around him. John closed his eyes tightly. "All I wanted, Deb, was-"
"I know." She whispered softy making him turn around and look at her. "Make love to me, John."
"We just did." He said, "I'm too tired." Her large eyes looked at him.
"John, please." She kissed his chest, "I want so much more with you." John closed his eyes, "Please." He ran his hand down her back. His heart pounded. "Please." He looked at her.
"Really? Are you sure?" He asked. She nodded. John leaned down and kissed her. Jing-Mei groaned throwing her arms around him. John was already heated up despite their fight. Make-up sex is always good. Something was different between them now though. Something had changed within those fifteen minutes.
John pushed Jing-Mei back against the mattress of their bed. His body molded against hers. Yes, this was different. They could already feel is. John's hand caressed her body. His fingers danced at her erect nipples. Jing-Mei writhed under his ministrations. She thrusted her hips up, feeling his hardness so close to her.
John looked into Jing-Mei's eyes. Her dark pools were filled with lust. John kissed Jing-Mei's neck causing her to groan. Excitement was pooling between her legs. She ran her hands down is back, feeling his muscles. Their breathing became ragged once again. John needed to be inside of her so badly.
John pressed himself against her slit. Jing-Mei groaned thrusting herself up, pulling him in her. John's breath caught in his throat. Different. He slid into her until he couldn't go in any further. Jing-Mei groaned.
"God yes." She whispered. She wanted this to happen more than anything else right now. John started to move within her. Feeling her muscles tighten around him, almost made him loose his seed already. So many things were coursing through his veins right now he couldn't explain it.
"Fuck." Jing-Mei cried out loudly. John thrusted into her harder. Her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer. "God, I love you." She moaned.
"I love you too." John grunted. He was so close already to loosing his seed deep inside of her. The bed beneath them was squeaking and the headboard was hitting the wall hard, leaving small marks.
"Harder." Jing-Mei panted, "I'm so close." It didn't take much to tell John that. He pushed himself harder and even faster inside of her, gripping her hips with his hand. Jing-Mei's back arched off of the mattress as her body started to quiver around john. "Oh shit!!" She cried out loudly. John grunted as his own body shook. He shot his seed deep into her womb. Her body continued to milk him. Her shivering finally subsided after a few minutes. John collapsed on top of her panting. A smile spread across Jing-Mei's face. "Wow." John could only nod in response. He rolled off of her and stared at the ceiling, panting. He looked over at Jing-Mei with a smile on his face.
"I…I didn't know you had that in you." He whispered. She smiled rolling over and resting her head on his chest.
"Likewise." She said. John wrapped his arms around her, letting his hands fall onto her stomach. He hoped that they created a life.
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