Hank McCoy's POV
Sophia. Sophia. Sophia. She is all I thought about. Its fascinating how love can happen so fast. That night was so amazing...she was so tight, hot and warm that I couldn't couldn't control myself. I do have worries that I might have hurt her. The feeling of an orgasm was so powerful...and the fact that I was making her feel this way was a magical feeling. After we both, I believe the recent term is "came," I felt like nothing and no one could ever take her away from her; not now, not ever. I love her, with all my heart and I will never let her go.
That night, I stayed enveloped inside her wet and tight area for about four minutes.
" Hank,"
" Yes?"
" You ejaculated in me...' She said chuckling.
" Yes, I believe I did," I said also chuckling.
" You came a lot!" She said laughing.
" I did!" I said laughing, too.
At that moment, I did think the expenses of having unprotected sex: pregnancy. Although I was ready to have children, I didn't want my child's mother to be any woman of the streets or someone I didn't really love. I slowly arose from laying down and went to get on top of her again.
" Hank, what are you doing-" I hushed her by my passionate kiss. He lips were pulpy; I love them.
" I am going to tell my chef to prepare something special for us tonight...how about sirloin steak with some asparagus and mash potatoes?"
" I like your stye, baby."
And from there, we went to diner and it was delicious. I did wonder if the end result of that night was my first born.