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How am I going to sabotage the condom without her getting suspicious? An idea springs to mind from our first fuck, and I grab the hair at the base of her neck and pull her head backward.
“I’m going to fuck you hard and deep,” I growl. “Just the way you like it.”
“Yes,” she moans.
With her head held high and her gaze to the ceiling, I’m free to nick the latex until I feel a small tear.
I line the head of my cock up against her slick entrance, already feeling the heat of her pussy against the exposed part of my crown. Next time, we’ll fuck in the dark, and I’ll toss the condom away before I enter her. I’ll tire her out, so she won’t even notice she’s full of cum.
Emberly arches and I slide inside. Her pussy closes in around my shaft, drawing out a guttural groan.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.”
I drive into her in long, deep thrusts, feeling my hips collide with her ass with each stroke. She pushes back in counterpoint to my movements, giving as good as she gets. Fucking Emberly is like riding a wild horse. No matter which position I take her, she always wrestles for control.
She’s unrestrained, spirited, free, and all that is about to change.
“You like that?” I ask, with a hard snap of my hips.
“Fuck, yeah.” Her inner walls clamp hard around my length with a strength that makes my balls ache for release.
My breath comes in ragged gasps. I can’t last much longer, not knowing that I’m about to make her mine forever and not with the way she’s milking my cock.
“Come for me.” I reach around her hips and rub her clit, this time with vigorous strokes. Emberly’s pussy clamps so hard that my thrusts become shallow.
“That’s it, baby,” I growl into her ear. “Squeeze my cock.”
She quivers and shakes, her hungry pussy pumping me with a desperation that nearly brings me to my knees.
My eyes roll to the back of my head. At this rate, she’ll make me come too soon.
My fingers quicken their pace over her swollen bud, and I feel myself reaching the limits of my control. I focus on the ceiling, the red wall, anything to last even just a moment longer.
“Let go, Emberly,” I snarl.
Her pussy spasms, and the cry that tears from her throat makes my ears ring. I come in a hot rush, spilling inside her unprotected walls, claiming her as my own.
We collapse on the daybed, still trembling from our climaxes. The usual sensation of trapped cum pooling around my tip is gone, and I’m convinced that my sperm is already marching their way to her egg.
When I pull out, there’s a third less of the usual amount of cum left on the condom’s tip. I wrap it up in a tissue along with the foil packet and toss it into the trash.
Emberly finally leaves the fitting room to continue her shopping. The door clicks shut, and I grab a pin from the dressing table and puncture my remaining condoms with holes. Cum will drizzle out, but not enough to be noticeable.
On the way home, I fuck her again with the sabotaged condoms, dreaming of her being so swollen with my baby she won’t even be able to leave my room. The roads are so dark and windy that the car drives up at a glacial pace, giving me time to fill her up before we reach the top.
When we round a bend for the final stretch before the estate, there’s a commotion at the gates. Someone wearing a uniform has parked outside and is trying to argue their way inside.
I recognize that outfit. I also recognize the woman wearing it.
It’s Officer McMurphy with the double-Ds. The last words she said to me as I left death row were not to be a stranger.
It looks like my pet prison officer still thinks she can keep me in line.
FORTY-NINE
EMBERLY
I slump on the back seat, drunk on champagne and pleasure, my pussy so wet that I’m still dripping. Who knew rich men found buying women lingerie so arousing?
