Her back arches off the bed, and she cries out, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. The sensation of his mouth on her breast is almost too much to bear as it sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her other hand reaches between them, searching for purchase on his erection, guiding him in deeper with each stroke.

Her hips begin to buck against him, meeting his thrusts with a frenzied abandonment that matches his own.

"Wh-what?" she gasps out, thrown off balance by the question. Her grip on his shoulders tightens as he continues to move inside of her. "A-a baby... with you?" She pauses, catching her breath. "Yes," she whispers, surprising even herself with how much desire the thought brings up. "I want a baby with you."

"I-I don't know..." She hesitates, biting her lip as she thinks about it. "Maybe later? When I'm not so... sore?" She gives you a small smile, feeling more at ease now that some of the truths have been revealed.

"Um... yeah, maybe..." She glances down, her cheeks burning even brighter as she thinks about it. "But I'd rather wait until we both feel more comfortable."