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I grunt as I work my fist up and down my shaft, and she drops her knees to the sides as far as they’ll go, offering herself up. I brace myself on one elbow next to her head and whisper against her lips, “We can’t, but you want me to, don’t you?”

“James…” She says my name like a plea and slides her hands down my ass, trying to pull my hips closer. “Did you…did you buy condoms?”

I drop my head to her shoulder and groan in disappointment. “No. You said we couldn’t be together anymore, so I didn’t think…didn’t get any. Fuck, I’m sorry.”

I feel like a damn idiot. I thought for sure she’d never let me touch her like this again, but I could have at least bought a pack of condoms in the hopes that she would change her mind.

Fuck my life.

Shayla trembles beneath me and whines, equally disappointed. She wraps her free arm around my neck and shocks the hell out of me when she huskily whispers in my ear, “One stroke.”

“What?”

“One stroke inside me, and then you can pull out.”

I curse under my breath. “God, I want to, but you said no sex.” I angle my dick down, though, and slide it through her slit so that I can feel her cum-drenched pussy on my bare cock at least once. I pause at her entrance, but instead of pressing into her, I slide it up to rub the head of my cock over her sensitive clit, spreading my pre-cum over it.

“Oh god, James. One time—just one, please—and then we can stop.”

“One time. You’ll let me get one stroke deep inside your pussy? Are you sure?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Angel. My angel,” I chant as I angle my dick back down and notch my cock at her entrance, then push slowly through her tight, hot channel until I’m fully sheathed inside of her. “Oh fuck, you feel incredible. Even better than the first time. I want to live inside your pussy, sleep with my dick buried balls deep inside you every night.”

“Oh god, James. Me too.” She hooks her ankles around my back, trapping me with her legs. I pant, holding back my orgasm just as I hold myself still. Her inner walls clench and release around me when she cries out, “Me too,” again, but I know she can’t possibly mean it, not when she’s so scared of getting pregnant and derailing her plans.

That thought sobers me a little, and I tell her, “I have to pull out.” She flexes her legs around me when I try to draw my hips back. “One stroke,” I remind her, though I hate doing so. I’m trying so damn hard to be a good man and not take things further than she wants. My chest tightens at the idea that she’ll be upset with herself or with me, that she’ll regret this night and run out on me again if I don’t stop.

After a beat, Shayla loosens her tight hold around me, and I drag my cock out of her as slowly as I can, millimeter by millimeter, wanting to savor the feeling of being inside her for as long as possible. But then she digs her heels into my ass when I pull out until just the head of my cock is nestled inside her entrance.

“Two strokes,” she begs with wild eyes.

My body shakes with the need to surge inside her, to fill her again completely, but I shake my head. “That’s dangerous. I’m too close to cumming.”

“Just one more, then you can pull out.” She digs her heels harder into my ass, and I can’t hold back any longer.

I drive my cock through her clenching inner walls and flex my muscles to battle back my climax so I don’t cum inside her. Though I want to. I want to so badly that my mind spins with thoughts of what would happen if I did, how her belly would grow round with our child.

She cries out and arches her back when I’m buried to the hilt, her head thrown back against the mattress as she hooks her ankles together around my lower back.

“Angel, fuck, fuck, I’m going to cum. It’s too good.” I grit my teeth, my cock swelling with the need to release. “I’m going to cum in your pussy if you don’t let go.”

She sobs and grips the back of my neck, bringing my lips down to meet hers. She tangles her tongue with mine, and I know she must taste herself there, but she doesn’t stop. I kiss her with all that I have, my cock pulsing, and I get dangerously close to spilling the longer I stay inside her. I think she’s just as torn as I am because she still doesn’t break her hold.

My breath hitches, and I ask her with some incredulity, “Do you want me to cum in you?”

She bites her lips but doesn’t answer, at least not with words. Her inner walls pulse and release around my shaft, and my blood thunders in my ears, thinking she must like the idea of being flooded with my cum. But I don’t want to sabotage us by giving in to this moment. I’m too terrified that she’ll immediately regret it as soon as we cool off, and then she’ll for sure leave me and break my heart for good.

With that thought, I force myself to break her hold by wrenching my hips back sharply. She whimpers at the loss, and I instantly miss her warmth. I sit back on my knees and drape one of her ankles over my shoulder, then stuff her pussy with two fingers while I fuck the tip of my cock against her clit.

“I can’t fuck you like we want with my cock, at least not yet, but I can with my fingers.” I lean down over her, bending her so that her knee is almost pressed to her shoulder, excited by her flexibility. “Cum on my hand. Make your angel pussy cream for me again, and I’ll cum on your belly.” I drop my voice lower, a newly awakened desire spilling forth, no longer content to be contained within my private fantasies. “We can pretend I did it inside your belly.”

Her eyes flare wide, she digs her nails into my back, and she screams, “Yes, James, oh god, yes!”

I savagely thrust three fingers in on my next pump and angle them up to an area on her inner walls that I know will make her eyes roll back in her head. She scrapes her nails down my spine and digs into my lower back as I rock my erection over her clit, grinding down as hard as I can to get us both off. Her mouth drops open in a silent scream as her pussy pulses around my fingers, and more of her delicious liquid heat drenches my fingers and the bedding beneath us.

“That’s it, angel. Oh fuck, I’m going to cum.” I continue thrusting my fingers in and out of her to draw her orgasm out as long as I can, not stopping until my climax slams into me, and I spill my seed all over her stomach and the top of her mound.

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