“I do. I trust you as much as I trust my family.”
As someone from a close family who relied on each other for everything, the weight of what those words meant in terms of how much trust she had in me almost stole my breath.
“Ditto, baby.” I ran my nose down the side of hers before kissing her, groaning at the taste of her. “Now, I want to make love to the woman I’m fiercely in love with on this rocking chair. Do you think we can do that?”
Heidi chuckled softly and nodded. “I’d love it if you did.”
With one hand guiding her down and the other holding my cock, I lowered her onto me and clenched my teeth tightly together when the tip of my shaft entered her.
“Keep going at your own pace until you’ve got all of me, baby,” I instructed, then sat back with my hands still on her waist to help her keep her balance.
Slowly, she lowered and lifted, taking more of me each time until she was sitting on me, the whole length of my dick surrounded by her hot, slick, silky soft walls.
Tilting her head to the side, so it was nestled in my neck, she whimpered. “It feels so good.”
It was about to get better.
“I want you to take your weight on your knees and hold yourself here, okay?” I moved her, so she only had the first two inches of my cock inside her, then leaned her back slightly. “Keep hold of my shoulders, and I’ll keep my hands here.” I squeezed on either side of her waist, making her giggle when it hit a ticklish spot.
That giggle turned into a gasp as I rocked the chair forward, engulfing my entire length inside her. I then pushed it back and withdrew from her until only the tip was inside now.
We continued at a slow pace, letting her get used to the feel of me and the movement of the chair. On the next forward motion, I slammed her down hard, hitting her clit against the base of my cock, then rolled my hips to give her even more contact with the scruff of my pubic hair.
“Shit,” she moaned, her head falling backward.
I kept every withdrawal slow and measured, but then I’d follow it up with the quick thrust into her and grind her down on me. Her walls were beginning to flutter, signaling her impending climax, but I wanted to try something different with her tonight.
“Don’t come,” I ground out, feeling sweat beginning to build on my chest with the sensations being fired around my body. “Hold it for as long as you can.”
“How am I meant to do that?” she whimpered.
I didn’t have the answer to that. “Just hold it, Heidi.”
The motions of the chair began to speed up, and soon it felt like I was plunging into her at a crazy speed, the rocking mechanism of the chair helping me do it quietly but effectively.
When I felt the tingle at the base of my spine, signaling I was about to come, I shifted my right hand so that my thumb was over her clit and began rubbing it. Heidi’s eyes popped open, and her head lowered so she was looking straight at me now.
“Keep your eyes on mine, baby. When you come, I want you looking right at me.”
I pulled her forward so that I could take her mouth, just as her walls clenched down tightly around me, shooting me right over the edge with her, our eyes still open. With a groan, I felt the come burst out of me inside her, just as she moaned into my mouth, her pussy fluttering wildly as she came.
Not once did I stop the motion of the chair, but I clamped her firmly to me instead of being supported by her knees and thighs over me. There wasn’t an inch of space between our bodies, and it felt like we’d shared something pivotal in our relationship.
It wasn’t until I felt the warm wetness around my length, buried deep inside her, that it hit me.
“Fuck me,” I moaned, wrapping her up in my arms. “I’m so sorry. I forgot the condom.”
It was my job to keep her safe, but it’d totally skipped my mind. I felt like shit for putting her in that position. I knew I was clean, but that didn’t stop pregnancies, and it was wrong for me to give her that worry.
“I’m on the pill,” she rasped, her head resting on my shoulder as we rocked gently. “And I’m clean.”
Kissing her temple, I moved my hand so it was cupping the back of her neck, making her feel cocooned and safe—hopefully.
“I’m clean, baby, but I should have asked you first. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be. It just means we’ve grown together as a couple. We’ve taken the next step.”