My clit is throbbing between my thighs and my sex is clenching down on emptiness.
“Fuck, I forgot a condom,” he groans and pushes up.
“I don’t care,” I cry out as his skin peels away from my skin.
Freezing above me, he stares down at me in disbelief. “You don’t mean that.”
“I do,” I insist and arch up. I’d grab him and pull him back down if he didn’t have my ha
nds trapped.
“You’re just saying that because of the heat of the moment…”
“No,” I deny and shake my head. “I mean it. I want you inside me, Max. I don’t want anything between us.”
He groans such an agonized groan it sends chills down my spine. “But you could get pregnant, baby.”
After everything he’s done for Hope and me, I feel safe with him. I want to make a baby with him. I didn’t know it before this moment but there’s a rightness to it.
But I don’t say that, I whine and beg, “Please,” while rocking my hips instead.
“Fuck,” he curses, finally giving in.
Lowering his weight back down on top of me, I bask in the heat of his skin.
There’s a pause, a long hesitation after he settles his body over my body.
His cock slides through my folds, slicking it up with my wetness before he asks, “Are you sure, baby?”
“Yes,” I ensure him. I don’t know how or why but I’ve never felt more sure. I know I won’t regret this.
With a groan, I feel the crown of his erection pushing against my entrance.
“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet,” he hisses and then he’s pushing in.
His huge cock spreads me wide open.
There’s not as much as resistance now, my body eager and ready for him. My walls grip and pull him in. But still it’s an incredibly intense experience. There’s no other feeling like this. He’s hitting every little spot, every little nerve as sinks deeper and deeper.
Joining my body with his.
His head falls forward, his breathing harsh and loud against my ear. He just holds himself there for a moment once he can go no further.
I’m still beneath him, just reveling in it. It’s like the calm before the storm. Any moment now all hell is going to break loose and I’m going to need my breath.
His tongue finds my ear, tasting me as he pulls back a little. My thighs tighten around him and he slams back in.
I make a little squeaking sound of surprise and he pulls back a little just to ram it home again.
The louder the noises I make get, the more he pulls back and the harder he slams his cock in. Before long it becomes too much of a struggle to remain quiet, it requires me to hold on to too much of my control when all I really want to do is let go. When all I want to do is revel in being connected to him.
“Grace,” he growls hotly into my ear. “The things you do to me. Your pussy feels so good wrapped around me.”
I groan, trying to turn my face away but the thrusting of his hips increases. There’s nowhere to go, there’s no escape.
“You’re so hot and wet,” he grunts, his balls slapping against my ass loudly.
“Come for me, baby. Your little pussy makes me weak, I don’t know how much longer I can hold out… Fuck, I’ve never come without a rubber before.”