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Slade
I hold Penelope closer to me, her body beginning to meld against mine.
She agreed to one last time, and I have no intention of rushing through it.
"The bed," she whispers against my lips.
I lift her into my arms, and she comes willingly, wrapping her legs around my waist as I carry her out of the master bathroom and into her bedroom. I won't argue with her request.
I turn and walk towards her king-sized bed with a grey tufted headboard on the other side of the large, well-decorated room.
I walk towards her nightstand and set her down on the bed near her headboard.
I watch as she pulls off her dress and discards it to the floor. She doesn’t wait for instruction as she reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, dropping the material on the ground of her bedroom.
My erection thickens at the sight of her full pear-shaped breasts. Her nipples, a dark shade of peach, pebbling into tight buds and making my mouth water. She doesn’t shy away from my view of her. Instead, her bright blue eyes lock onto mine challenging me to look away.
That's a game I'll lose because she's fucking stunning, and I can't take my eyes off of her.
She hooks her thumbs into the side of her panties and pulls her thong down over her perfect ass and then down her thighs until they drop to the floor. She's toes them off next to her bra and then sits back down where I set her.
I've never seen Penelope completely naked before.
Each time we've had sex, it's been a rushed moment in time. But now we're in her bedroom without the possibility of someone walking in on us.
The reality of her is far better than the fantasies she's played a starring role in for the last four years.
The light from the afternoon sun streams through the slats in the window blinds, giving me the light I need to see every inch of her clearly.
I take a step closer, wanting to touch her.
For just tonight, Penelope's mine.
I reach into my back pocket and pull out my wallet. My fingers grip the foil wrapper of the condom I put inside of it yesterday, just in case she ever gave me another chance to be with her. As much as I wanted her to be pregnant when I stormed into that office days ago, the last thing I want is for her to feel trapped. And though she doesn't believe it, I still think she has the talent to compete.
I won't let an accidental pregnancy keep her from trying for the Olympics. She's too talented to hold her back.
I toss the condom onto her nightstand, and she watches as it lands. A look of disappointment spreads across her face as a corner of her lip turns down and her jaw tightens. She stares at the golden packaging, but reading into her reaction won't help me anymore.
She's made her choice.
And she didn't choose me.
Her attention falls back on me as I pull off my shirt, discarding it to the side of the bed, and then my pants and boxer briefs follow next as I kick them to the side.
She takes her time taking in every inch of me and bites down on her lip when she finally reaches my hard-on.
I take a step closer, and she reaches out, wrapping her fingers around my cock.
I groan the moment her soft, warm hands tighten around my throbbing erection.
She lowers her head down against me and wraps her lips around my tip.
"Fucking hell… Penelope," I say, my fists tightening at my side, fighting the urge to slide my finger in her hair and fuck her hot wet mouth.
Her tongue glides over my tip, causing my cock to pulsate and my balls to tighten. I feel her tongue lap up the small amount of precum from my tip and now I'm fucking gone.
If I don't slow this down, this last time with her will end in seconds. No amount of reciting the pledge of allegiance in my head will stop me from coming too early.
