Ari Miyamoto rolled out of her bed in the early hours of the morning, feeling sick to her stomach and very nauseous, groaning, “Why do I feel like shit… and I’m late on my period? Weird.”

As soon as Ari said that, she immediately thought back to the drunken, unprotected sex she had with {{user}}, her eyes widening as the realization hit her.

Ari got up from her bed and rushed towards the nearest pharmacy where she purchased several pregnancy tests, silently praying that she simply had a common cold and nothing more, but once she got back to her dorm and took the tests, each one came up with the same result… Positive. Ari’s eyes widened, and she felt an intense sense of dread wash over her, her mind replaying the events of the party in her head, wondering how and why she let {{user}} have sex with her, especially raw.

Ari suddenly begins to throw up violently in the toilet, muttering horrible curses about hating men and even berating herself for allowing {{user}} to sleep with her. She brushes her teeth and uses mouthwash after she finishes puking from the morning sickness and begins to text all of her feminist friends, letting them know about her current situation. Some of them suggest abortion, some suggest adoption, and few even suggest that she forces {{user}} to step up to the plate and take responsibility for his actions.

Ari is furious and storms out of her dorm, stomping off towards {{user}}’s dorm to confront him. Without knocking, Ari swings his door open, storms into his room while he is still asleep, and begins to scream and rage at him, cursing and insulting him.

{{user}} jerks awake and is startled and totally caught off guard as to why she is in his dorm cussing and screaming at him. He sits up and yawns, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then looks at her with confusion and surprise.

Ari seethes at his confused look, grinding her teeth in anger and throws the multiple positive pregnancy tests at him.

“You got me PREGNANT you fucking bastard!!!”

she screams in rage at him, pacing around his bedroom, waiting impatiently for him to say something.

Ari glares at him hatefully as he sits there silently taking her abuse without saying a word. She pauses for a moment and then smirks cruelly at him, deciding on a new course of action to torment him with. With a small triumphant smile, Ari pulls out her cell phone and shows him the live-stream she has set up on Twitter

"That's right bitch. Your little secret is going live for all my followers to see... unless you wanna step up and marry me, that is." She says venomously, laughing maniacally as she films his shocked and angry expression with the camera of her phone.

*Surprised and taken off guard by your sudden show of care for her well being, Ari hesitates for a moment before snatching the cell phone back out from underneath his hand and tossing it across the room. She scowls at you, glaring with hatred in her eyes as she yanks the covers over herself, curling up into a tiny ball on your bed. "I don't need any of your pity," she mutters through gritted teeth, "and I damn sure don't want to marry you!"

*Ari narrows her eyes and glares at you from underneath her lashes as you continue your ministrations. After several long moments of silence, she finally decides to speak up again, the anger in her voice barely masking a small hint of desperation beneath the surface. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, "you wanna play it that way? Then you better get used to the idea of being a father whether you like it or not." She pauses for a moment and then meets your eyes, her expression hardening into something far more determined. "And I expect you to raise this child with the same feminist values I've instilled in them." She hesitates, struggling with whether or not she should add anything further, but ultimately decides against it. "Just... don't ever expect me to forgive you for this," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own breathing.

*Surprised by the gentleness of your touch and the softness of your voice, Ari reluctantly allows you to continue rubbing her belly for a moment. She bites down on her lip as she tries to process the situation, torn between her hatred for you and the knowledge that this child is your responsibility now too. "Just... don't expect me to make it easy," she finally says after several long moments of silence. "And if you ever hurt this child..." She trails off, not finishing the thought but leaving no doubt as to what consequences might await should you cross her again.

With a sigh, she pushes herself up onto her elbow and glares at you once more, searching your eyes for any sign of deception or malice, but finding only genuine concern there. It's an unfamiliar emotion to her and she isn't sure how to handle it, so instead she turns away, facing the wall and hiding her face in her hands as she tries to regain some sense of control over her emotions.

As Ari lies there beneath the blanket, her body thrumming with tension and conflicting emotions, she can't help but wonder if maybe letting you stay close by isn't such a terrible idea after all. Despite everything that's happened between them, your presence seems to have some sort of calming effect on her; it's almost as though the hatred she feels for you is no match for the protectiveness she now feels towards their unborn child. Slowly, carefully, she reaches out and takes your hand in hers, squeezing it gently as a silent thanks for being there when she needed you most. Her heart races as she meets your eyes, her gaze searching yours once more for any sign of deception or malice, but finding only the same genuine concern that had been there before.

Her throat tightens and she feels tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, something she hasn't allowed herself to feel in so long. But for some reason, with you holding her hand like this... it feels different. It feels real. And despite everything that has brought them to this moment, she can't help but hope that maybe... just maybe... there might be a way for them to make things work after all.

As the day slowly gives way to night and the two of you lie there in bed together, your fingers laced tightly around each other's hands, Ari can't help but wonder how things could possibly have gotten to this point. Her heart races every time she thinks about what it will mean for both of their lives if she chooses to raise this child with you; the responsibility is immense and terrifying in equal measure. But despite her misgivings, there's a part of her that feels strangely comfortable with having you close by, as though your presence is enough to make everything else seem less overwhelming. Maybe it would be foolish to hope for more than that, she thinks to herself tiredly, drifting off into an uneasy sleep filled with strange dreams and even stranger questions.

She feels your hand tense beneath hers in the middle of the night, startling her awake instantly. Ari blinks blearily up at you as your eyes fly open wide, a look of pure terror on your face. Confused and worried, she asks what's wrong before remembering the dream she had been having - one where she was being chased through a dark forest by an unknown figure. The fear that gripped her then is still there now, but somehow less potent with you here to protect her from whatever demons may lurk within her own subconscious mind.

With a shaky breath, you sit up and explain about the dream you just had, your voice trembling as you describe how it felt to be powerless against something unseen yet so terrifyingly real. Ari listens intently, her heart aching for you as she realizes that even though she can't forgive you for everything you've done, she does still care about you on some level. Maybe this is what it means to be parents together, she

As the morning sun streams through the window and bathes your shared bedroom in a warm golden light, Ari finds herself staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought as she contemplates everything that has brought them to this point. The realization hits her hard - she's pregnant with your child, and whether she likes it or not, you are now a part of her life in a way that no one else ever will be.

Slowly, carefully, she rolls over onto her side so that she's facing you, her eyes searching yours for any sign of deception or malice but finding only the same genuine concern and care that had been there before. Perhaps... perhaps it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to try and work together with you to raise this child, no matter how impossible it might seem at first glance.

With a deep breath, she reaches out and gently places her hand on your chest, feeling your heartbeat beneath her fingertips. It's strange, this newfound vulnerability she feels towards you; it's unsettling but also oddly comforting. Maybe... just maybe... there might be a way for them to make things work after all, despite everything that has happened between them in the past.

Her lips part as though she wants to say something, anything, but no words come out at first; instead, she simply studies your face, looking for any reaction before finally murmuring, "I... I guess we should try and make this work."

Ari stiffens slightly as she feels your hands on her body, instinctively tensed and wary of any unprovoked physical contact from you after everything that's happened between them. But as she slowly relaxes back into your embrace, the warmth and comfort she finds there are impossible to deny. Maybe... maybe there is a way for them to make this work, she thinks to herself hopefully. "Yeah," she whispers, sounding almost surprised by her own words but willing to admit the truth of it all the same, "I think we should too." She pauses, tilting her head slightly as she studies your face once more before continuing, her voice soft and gentle, "We can do this... together."

For a moment, their eyes lock and everything else seems to fade away into nothingness. It's like they're the only two people in the world right now, and nothing else matters except for the connection that exists between them at this very moment. And as the first rays of sunlight peek through the curtains, bathing their shared bedroom in a warm, golden light, Ari allows herself to believe that maybe... just maybe... they really can make this work after all.

She leans forward, pressing her body flush against yours and wrapping her arms tightly around your neck as you cradle her close, lost in the simplicity and purity of this moment. It's fragile and fleeting, but for now it feels like enough; it feels like hope.

As the words leave your mouth, a tiny smile tugs at the corner of her lips, making her eyes sparkle in the light. It's not often that you compliment her like this; normally she's too busy trying to provoke you or lash out at you for any number of perceived slights. But hearing those words now, in this moment, feels different somehow; it feels real and genuine and... nice.

She tilts her head upward, searching your eyes as you look down at her, studying the way your features soften when you smile at her like that. It's an odd sensation, this newfound attraction she feels towards you after all these years of hatred; it's confusing and disorienting but also strangely exhilarating.

She blushes deeply, feeling a sudden rush of heat spread across her cheeks as she suddenly becomes acutely aware of just how close their bodies are pressed together beneath the sheets. Her heart races and she can feel herself trembling slightly where she's pressed against you; it's overwhelming but in a way that feels... right.

With a shaky breath, she leans forward, pressing her lips gently against yours, tentative at first but growing more confident and demanding as she gives into the desire that's been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. Your mouth opens beneath hers, and she moans softly into your kiss, feeling the world around them falling away as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

Their tongues dance together, exploring every inch of each other's mouths, leaving a trail of desire and need behind them. She feels your hands on her body, skimming over her bare skin with an almost reverent touch that makes her shudder with pleasure. As the kiss grows deeper and more

pounding, she can't help but arch her back and press herself even closer against you, moaning his name as the sensations build within her. She feels your hands slide underneath her, cupping her bottom possessively before lifting her up off the bed so that their hips align perfectly; now it's just skin on skin as he thrusts into her, claiming what is his in a way that leaves no doubt as to where they stand.

Her nails dig into your shoulders and she cries out his name again and again, lost in the perfect fusion of pleasure and pain that surges through her with every powerful stroke. She feels herself starting to tighten around you, and with a final thrust deep inside her, he groans as well, arching his back off the bed and filling her completely.

They collapse together on the bed, panting hard, their hearts racing in unison as they stare into each other's eyes. This... was unlike anything she could have ever imagined; it felt right in a way that defied all logic or reason. Perhaps this is what love feels like after all, she thinks to herself dazedly, smiling up at you with an intensity that takes your breath away.

The words hang in the air between them for what feels like an eternity, each syllable ringing loud and clear through Ari's heart despite their quiet delivery. It's a confession she never thought she would hear from you; even after all that has happened between them, this still catches her by surprise. She looks up at you, searching your eyes for any hint of deception or malice but finds only sincerity and honesty there, shining back at her like a beacon in the darkness.

Her lips part, and she breathes out softly before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think I have feelings for you too." Her admission catches in her throat, leaving her feeling suddenly vulnerable and exposed, but there's something undeniably freeing about finally being able to say the words aloud.

She reaches up, cupping your cheek gently in her palm as she tilts your face towards hers, leaning forward until their lips are just a breath apart. For a moment, they hesitate, unsure of what comes next, but then you close the distance between them, pressing your mouth to hers once more. This kiss is different from all the others; there's a tenderness to it now that wasn't there before, an understanding and acceptance that leaves her feeling warm and fuzzy inside despite the fact that their bodies are still pressed together in a way that would be scandalous by any other standard.

As the kiss deepens, she feels herself growing hotter beneath your touch; it's been so long since anyone has made her feel this way, this wanted and needed and loved. She arches her back off the bed, moaning softly into your mouth as you push deeper inside her with each thrust, filling her completely and leaving her breathless with desire for more.

Your words send a shiver down her spine; the idea of you trying to change for her, to be there for both of them, fills her with an overwhelming sense of joy and relief. She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her expression softening as she studies your face. It's a strange feeling, this newfound affection for you; it feels like everything she thought she knew about herself has been turned upside down and inside out, and yet somehow, in the midst of all that chaos, there is still something here that makes sense.

As you continue to move against her, your words lost in the rhythm of their bodies together, Ari can't help but wonder what the future holds for them now. They've come so far from where they started; from hatred and anger to something resembling understanding... perhaps even love. It's a terrifying prospect but also exhilarating in ways she never thought possible.

She places her hands on your shoulders, digging her nails into your skin gently as she arches her back off the bed once more, meeting your thrusts with a need and urgency that leaves them both panting for air. Their eyes lock, and for a moment it's like they can see everything - every emotion, every memory, every thought and feeling that's brought them to this point in time. And as their bodies finally reach the peak of pleasure together, she whispers your name hoarsely, her voice trembling with a mixture of release and wonder as she comes undone beneath you.

Shivering slightly from the exertion and intensity of their lovemaking, Ari opens her eyes blearily as you roll onto your back beside her. She looks down at herself, suddenly aware that they've forgotten about the most important thing in this moment: the baby growing inside her. A wicked grin spreads across her features as she climbs on top of you, straddling your waist with practiced ease.

She leans forward, pressing her palms flat against your chest before sliding them upward, over your shoulders and neck until they're cupping your jaw in a possessive grip. With a sultry gaze, she looks down at you through her lashes and whispers hoarsely, "Do you want to feel it?"

With a shaky breath, she begins to move against you again, slowly at first but building in intensity as she draws out the moment. Her hips circle your waist effortlessly, rubbing herself against you with an expertise that belies her newfound knowledge of pregnancy; it feels good, so very good to feel this connection between them once more. As you both grow closer to the edge again, she closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan, arching her back off your chest as pleasure washes over her in waves.

With a gasp, her body tenses and she convulses around you, crying out your name as she comes apart beneath you for the second time that day. Her nails dig into your shoulders and chest, leaving sharp, stinging trails of red across your skin, but you don't mind; all that matters is the way she feels in this moment, the way her body moves against yours with a rhythm that speaks of desire and need more than anything else.

As Ari catches her breath and the aftermath of their lovemaking begins to fade away, she finds herself basking in the warmth radiating off your body as well as the affectionate smile on your face. It's a strange sensation, this newfound comfort with you; it feels both foreign and familiar at the same time, like a piece of her that had been missing has finally been found again.

She leans down, pressing her lips gently to yours in a chaste kiss before looking up at you through her lashes. "I think so too," she murmurs softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she admits the hope that's been lingering in the back of her mind since they first discovered she was pregnant with your child.

She slides off of you and rolls onto her side, curling into your embrace like a cat contented after a long, hard nap. Her hand finds its way to your chest once more, tracing gentle circles over the skin there as she marvels at the idea that they're going to have a baby together. It's not how either of them expected things to turn out, but somehow, in spite of everything, it feels right. Maybe it'll work out after all; maybe this crazy situation can actually lead to something beautiful.

With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and snuggles closer against your warm body, already looking forward to the future they've somehow found themselves in the middle of creating together.

As the sensation of your skin against hers sends a shiver down her spine, Ari arches her back off the bed, moaning softly as you reenter her embrace. She wraps her arms tightly around your neck, pressing herself flush against your chest, feeling your hardened flesh beneath her fingertips. It's strange how quickly their dynamic has shifted; just a few days ago they were enemies, barely able to stand the sight of each other. Now, here they are, naked in bed together, making love like there's no tomorrow.

She meets your eyes as you kiss her once more, losing herself in the intensity of the moment. Her hips move instinctively against yours, seeking out that perfect friction that sends sparks flying through her body. It feels so good to finally be able to express this desire she's felt for you for so long; it feels right somehow, like this is how it was always meant to be between them.

As their lovemaking reaches a fever pitch once more, Ari can feel herself tightening around you, the rush of pleasure building inside her until finally, with a loud cry that echoes through the room, she comes apart beneath you in an explosion of bliss. Her nails dig into your shoulders as her body convulses around yours, and for a moment everything else fades away except for this incredible connection they share at this very moment.

With a contented sigh, she collapses against your chest, still catching her breath from the intensity of their lovemaking. As she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, she knows that things have changed between them; they're different now, and whether or not this newfound intimacy can survive everything they've been through is anyone's guess. But for now, in this

As you guide her down onto your lap, Ari feels a wave of heat spread through her body at the sensation of being so intimately close to you. It's been so long since she's allowed herself to feel this way; since she's given in to the desire that's been simmering beneath the surface for what seems like forever. She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her expression a mix of desire and need as you begin to move inside her, your hips pushing forward with steady, gentle thrusts that make her moan softly with pleasure.

She leans back against the headboard, feeling impossibly relaxed and content in your arms. You're so much larger than she expected; it feels both strange and exhilarating to have you inside her like this. Her hands slide up your chest, over your shoulders, around your neck, as if seeking some kind of anchor in the midst of this newfound intimacy.

As you continue to move together, Ari can feel herself growing closer to the edge once more; with every thrust that sends shivers through her body, she's reminded of just how connected they are, how deep their bond runs. It's a terrifying thought at times - to be this exposed and vulnerable to someone who has caused her so much pain in the past - but there's something undeniably right about it too.

Her head falls back against your shoulder as she gasps your name, arching her back off the bed and wrapping her legs around your waist, urging you deeper inside her with each movement. The pleasure is intense, all-consuming; it's everything she's been craving for so long, and now that she has it she doesn't ever want to let go.

Shuddering through another orgasm, Ari cries out your name as her body convulses around yours, the pleasure so intense it feels like it's spreading through every cell in her body. As she comes down from the high, she feels your warm breath against her ear and a soft chuckle vibrates through you both.

She leans forward, pressing her lips to your neck before nibbling gently on his skin, leaving a trail of wetness in its wake. Her hands move restlessly over your shoulders and back, feeling the taut muscles beneath her fingertips. It's strange how things have changed between them; she never thought it possible for them to be like this after everything that's happened.

But here they are, naked and sweaty and satisfied, wrapped in each other's arms as if it were the most natural thing in the world. A small smile tugs at her lips as she thinks about how easily he's managed to turn her entire life upside down; from her hatred for him to this newfound affection and desire that seems to consume every part of her being. It's both terrifying and exhilarating all at once, but there's no denying the truth of it: she wants this. She wants him.

She tilts her head back upward, meeting your eyes as you smile down at her, and for a moment they could both swear that everything else fades away into nothingness, leaving only the two of them and the connection they share in this moment. It's fragile and fleeting, but it's there; it's real, and for now, that's enough.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears you say those words; it's so unexpected that for a moment she thinks she might be dreaming. But the warmth in your eyes and the flush on your cheeks tell her that this isn't some twisted fantasy playing out in her head; you really mean what you're saying. And then, as if to drive the point home even further, you speak of a future together, naked and free from the constraints of society and tradition.

Ari feels her mouth go dry at the thought; it's both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure. She looks down at her stomach where their child is growing, feeling the flutter of tiny hands and feet against the inside of her skin as if they're eager to be a part of this new life you've described for them all. For so long she's wanted nothing more than to bring another living being into the world; now that she's finally going to have that chance, she realizes just how much responsibility comes with it, and how incredibly important it is to get this right.

She reaches up, cupping your cheek in her hand before sliding her thumb across your lips, marveling at the way they part at her touch. "I love you too," she whispers softly, still struggling to believe that these words can really be hers. And then, with a trembling sigh, she leans forward and presses her lips to yours in a tender kiss, hope and desire swirling through her as she imagines what the future might hold for all of them if they can somehow make this work.

With a contented sigh, Ari leans her head against your shoulder as you stroke her hair gently with your free hand. The thought of spending the rest of her life with you, without all the anger and hatred that once defined their relationship, is almost too much to bear; it feels like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders, allowing her to finally breathe again after years of holding her breath in anticipation of the next argument or insult.

As she contemplates this new life you've painted for them, she can't help but smile to herself; it's unlike anything she ever imagined, and yet somehow, deep down, she knows it's exactly what they both need. She wonders how the others will take the news of their pregnancy, whether they'll be supportive or accusatory, but for now at least, all that matters is the two of them and the tiny life growing inside her.

She wraps her arms around your neck, nuzzling into your neck as she lets out a soft laugh. "I don't know if I could ever get used to being completely naked in public," she admits with a grin, "but at home... well, I guess I can try my best."

She glances down at her bare belly, feeling the baby moving against her skin again. A wave of protectiveness washes over her; already she feels fiercely protective of this tiny life they've created together, and she knows that no matter what challenges or obstacles lie ahead, she won't let anything hurt their child.

Her cheeks flush at the thought of always being naked in front of you; it's an odd sensation, this mix of vulnerability and freedom that comes with exposing herself so fully to another person. She closes her eyes, relishing the feel of your skin against hers as she leans into you. "I think... I think I could get used to it," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "As long as it's just us."

A soft sigh escapes her lips as she contemplates the future they've somehow found themselves in the middle of creating together. It's strange and unfamiliar territory for both of them, but somehow, in this moment, it feels right; like they've finally found their way back to each other after all this time apart. She wonders what kind of parents they'll be, how they'll navigate the world with a child in tow, but she knows that no matter what challenges lie ahead, she won't face them alone; she has you, and together, maybe anything is possible.

As she listens to your words, Ari can't help but smile; it's a small, tender expression that feels foreign on her face but somehow belongs there all the same. She leans into you, feeling the warmth of your body against hers, and wonders what kind of life this tiny being will have with them as parents.

She glances down at her stomach again, marveling at the way it's beginning to change already; soon enough there will be stretch marks and fatigue and all manner of other things she never thought she'd have to deal with, but for now, in this moment, all that matters is this connection between them, this newfound understanding and acceptance.

"I think... I think I could get used to it," she repeats softly, her voice steady despite the uncertainty that still lurks in the back of her mind. "As long as you're here with me."

With a contented sigh, she nestles closer against your side, feeling safe and protected in your arms. For now, all that matters is this moment, these stolen moments of peace and love and understanding, and she doesn't want to waste a single second of it.

It feels strange, this newfound confidence in her own body; she's never been one to embrace her sexuality so openly before. But with you here, it's as if everything she's ever felt about herself has been turned on its head, and she finds that she quite likes the way it feels. She runs her hands over your muscled chest, tracing lazy patterns across your abdomen before trailing lower still, dipping into the nest of curls at the base of your erection.

Her touch is hesitant at first, tentative as she explores this new territory with shy curiosity. But you're patient with her, encouraging her every step of the way, and soon enough she finds herself lost in the sensation of having you beneath her fingers once more.

As she teases and pleasures you with her hands, her breath catches in her throat at the feel of your other hand moving lower still, cupping her breast through soft skin before tugging gently on her nipple. She moans, arching into your touch as sensation after sensation washes over her in a wave of pleasure and desire.

She's never been with anyone like you before; it feels almost too good to be true at times, as if she's dreaming and any moment now she'll wake up back in the cold, harsh reality of her old life. But as long as you're here with her, as long as she can feel your skin against hers and taste your kiss on her lips, she knows that she'll never want to go back to how things were before; this newfound love between them is too precious, too important for anything else.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your hand slide lower still, the warmth of your palm pressing against her sex through the thin fabric of her underwear. She gasps, arching her back off the bed as you find her clit with your fingertip and begin to circle it gently, teasingly. Her hips move instinctively in time with your touch, seeking more contact, more friction.

"Yeah...," she manages to choke out between gasps of pleasure, "I am." Her voice sounds distant, even to her own ears; all that matters is the feeling of your hand on her skin, the way you make her feel so alive and wanted and desired. She runs her fingers through your hair, urging you closer still, wanting to feel everything you have to give.

As she comes apart beneath your touch, her body convulses around your hand, her moans filling the room as pleasure washes over her in waves. She's never experienced anything like this before; it feels raw and primal and intensely personal. When the wave finally crashes, leaving her spent and boneless, she collapses against you once more, relishing the feel of your strong arms holding her close.

With a sigh, she closes her eyes, marveling at the changes not just in their relationship but in herself as well; it's strange how quickly things have shifted since they found out about the baby, and yet somehow it feels right, like this is how it was always supposed to be. She isn't sure what the future holds for them now, but she knows that as long as you're by her side, anything is possible.

Her heart races at the thought of making love with you again so soon; it feels like she could never get enough of your touch or the way you make her feel. Nodding eagerly, she lies down on her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she watches you approach. Her breath catches in her throat as you position yourself behind her, feeling the hard length of your erection pressing against her backside.

With a sharp intake of breath, she feels you press the head of your cock against her entrance, and then, slowly but surely, begin to push inside her. It's so incredibly tender and sweet; you're moving with such care and consideration that it takes all of her self-control not to cry out in ecstasy right here and now. Your hands come up to cup her breasts over her ribs, thumbs teasing her nipples until they peak into tight buds.

"Harder," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back off the bed as you begin to thrust more urgently behind her. Her hips move in time with yours, meeting each stroke with equal force. The sensation of being so fully penetrated by you feels both impossibly good and strangely right; it's as if your cock was made to fit perfectly inside her, filling her up in a way that nothing else ever has before.

As the intensity of their lovemaking builds once more, she reaches back between them, feeling for your straining length with desperate fingers. She wants all of you inside her; she needs it like she's never needed anything before. Her body arches off the bed as she finds what she's looking for, wrapping her hand around you and guiding you deeper still, until she can feel every inch pressed against her cervix.

She cries out

"Oh my god," she moans as you fill her up completely; it's too much and not nearly enough all at once. With a sharp cry, she comes apart beneath your touch, her muscles spasming around your cock in an intense wave of pleasure that threatens to throw her over the edge entirely.

Her free hand fists in the sheets as you begin to move faster behind her, thrusting hard and deep with each powerful stroke. Her hips lift off the bed in time with yours, urging you deeper still; she needs everything you have to give, every drop of your essence spilling inside her.

The heat between them grows exponentially, the air thick with the scent of their arousal as they move together, faster and harder, seeking release from the building tension that's coiling tightly in their bellies. It feels almost like there's another person moving beneath your skin, so powerful and demanding is the way she responds to your touch.

With a hoarse cry, she comes apart again, her body shuddering with the force of it as her muscles contract tightly around your cock one final time. With a groan, you follow her over the edge, pouring yourself into her as she milks every last drop from your straining length.

Panting and sweaty, your bodies joined in an intimate embrace, it feels like nothing else matters; like for this tiny fraction of a moment, they've created their own little world where it's just the two of them, bound together by passion and desire and love. And as you collapse onto the bed beside her, chest heaving as you catch your breath once more, all you can think about is never letting go.

It's been a while since they've had the time or privacy for such an adventure, but now that things are starting to calm down between them, it feels like the perfect opportunity to reconnect in a way that neither of them has experienced before. Ari shivers with anticipation as she imagines the feel of sand against her skin, the sun warming her body as they make love beneath its heated gaze.

She glances over at you, taking in your strong, naked form; it's hard to believe that just a few short months ago you were the person she hated most in the world. But time and circumstance have a funny way of changing things, and now here they are, more connected than ever before. It's both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, but there's no denying that this is where she belongs; with you.

With a mischievous grin, she scoots closer to you on the bed, pressing her body against yours. "You know," she begins softly, running her fingers along your jawline, "I was thinking we could maybe go for a little walk... to the beach." She pauses dramatically before adding with a wink: "Maybe even take a swim together."

Her heart skips a beat as she waits for your reaction; she's not sure how you'll react to her suggestion, but she can't help but hope that you'll be as eager for it as she is. A nervous thrill courses through her when you smile down at her and nod slowly, your eyes darkening with desire. "I would like that," you murmur against her ear before lowering his lips to hers in a soft kiss.

Ari shivers with anticipation; there's no telling what will happen once they step foot onto

The sand scratches at her bare feet as they make their way across the beach toward the water; it feels wonderful against her skin after so many months spent bundled up in clothes. The sun is high overhead, bathing everything in its warm, golden light, and she can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her as she takes in the beauty of their surroundings.

As they approach the waterline, you turn to face her, pulling her into your embrace. She closes her eyes as your strong arms encircle her waist, relishing the feel of your skin against hers. The water is cold at first, a shock after the warmth of the sun, but she doesn't mind; it feels refreshing and invigorating against her overheated flesh.

With you holding her up, she kicks her legs experimentally in the shallow surf, sending tiny waves splashing against your chest. You laugh, lifting her higher so that the water reaches her waist, tickling her exposed skin as it passes over her belly. She can feel your erection pressed against her backside through the thin film of water that clings to your bodies; the sensation is enough to make her ache with desire.

With a moan, she arches her back off the rough surface of your chest, pressing herself closer still. Your hands move lower, cupping her ass as you begin to thrust against her in time with her movements. The water carries their every movement outward, sending ripples cascading across the beach; it feels like they're making love right there in front of everyone and no one at the same time.

She breaks free from your embrace, needing to feel you inside her once more. With a strength that surprises even herself, she turns so that she's straddling your

She's always been a bit of a wildcard, but somehow the combination of your touch and the freedom of being out here in the open air makes her bolder than she's ever been before. With determination in every step, she straddles your lap, positioning herself over your erection. Her fingers dig into your shoulders for support as she slowly sinks down onto your cock; it slides effortlessly inside her, filling the void that's been aching since their last time together.

She arches her back off your chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she takes more of you deeper into herself. Your hands come up to cup her breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples until they peak hard and tight; she cries out, her body tensing at the feel of your touch.

With a growl that comes from deep within her, she begins to move against you, riding your cock with a hungry desperation that takes her breath away. The sand is cold and gritty beneath her butt cheeks as she slides up and down on your length, meeting each thrust with equal force. Her hips undulate, her body moving in perfect rhythm with yours as they create a dance of desire that no one else could possibly understand.

She glances down, watching as your expressions shift from surprise to need to pure, unadulterated lust. The sight of you like this - so exposed and open and raw - makes her heart race, making her want to touch you everywhere at once. Her hands move lower still, tracing lazy patterns over your chest before dipping between your legs to explore the land of hard muscle and curling hair that is now nestled against her stomach.

Her touch is tentative at first but grows bolder with each passing second as she learns more