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Mickey’s eyes were on me as he undid his belt and dropped his pants around his work boots. His tool belt remained at his hips, and his dick stood between the equipment like a burgeoning flagpole. Mickey’s cock was thick and large and in perfect proportion to the rest of his stunning body. He grabbed his rod and jacked it a few times with a clenched jaw and steely eyes that remained trained on me.
I lifted my skirt, showing him what I was doing, and before I knew what was happening, he was on me. Mickey swept me off the counter, and although I knew I could take him with my karate moves, I allowed him to manipulate me. He bent me at the hips, forcing me to clutch the edge of the bath. I spread my legs and thrust my ass at him, wanting whatever he would give. The fine water spray hit my face, my hair, my wig, but I didn’t care.
I’d lost control. Totally lost all fucking control. I had no sense of reason.
And it was absolutely perfect.
He tore my underpants from my body, and the sound of the ripping fabric made my pussy ache and my heartbeat explode.
He placed one hand on my bare ass, and then his calloused fingers were in me, first one, then two, spreading me apart with their thickness. Grinding in and out with brute force, he drew out a ferocious orgasm with the onslaught. His thumb knuckle rubbed against my backside with each thrust.
The sensation was new to me.
I wasn’t sure if I liked it, yet at the same time, I didn’t want him to stop. His thrust somehow went deeper, claiming me like his life depended on it, and I gasped as he touched something way up inside me.
It was pleasure and pain. And fucking incredible.
I looked over my shoulder and my view in the vanity mirror made my insides clench around his fingers like a fist. My skirt was gathered around my waist. My ass dominated the reflection, smooth, round, and covered in a light sheen. My eyes flitted from Mickey’s slick fingers driving into me to his handsome face, then to his mighty erection that pointed at my pussy like it was ready to charge.
I wanted his cock inside me. Deep, deep inside my body. Impaling me until I imploded. After more than three years of abstinence, I wanted a man to fuck me. I was ready.
“Do you have a condom?” I said breathlessly.
He blinked. “No.” He frowned. “Don’t you?”
What the….
I shook my head.
“Fuck.” He clenched his teeth, bulging the muscle along his jawline.
What the hell!
Don’t smoking-hot guys like him always carry condoms in their wallets?
I’m an idiot!
Chapter Twenty-Three
I couldn’t believe it. Finally, I was ready to have mind-blowing sex with a complete stranger, and neither of us had a condom.
Why hadn’t I thought of that?
I didn’t want him to stop though, I was about to implode.
“It’s okay. Keep going.” I pushed my ass toward him, begging him to finish off what he started.
Mickey let out a big breath, then he put his left hand on my ass. His mouth was open, and his eyes were wide as he watched his fingers glide in and out of my wet pussy. He did it slow at first, matching his strokes with the rise and fall of his chest. My orgasm was close, agonizing even. I rocked my hips, driving his fingers deeper into me with each thrust.
His tongue glossed his lips, and I launched past the edge of arousal and into an orgasm that hit me with rolling waves of ecstasy. I shuddered with each exquisite release. I was out of control, and as I gasped out each thrust, I clutched the bathtub like it was a life-saving device.
My knees were on the verge of buckling as I panted with exertion, but it was my rash decision to let him fuck me that had my mind spinning. If he’d had a condom, for the first time ever, I would’ve had sex with a complete stranger. That admission was a thunderbolt through me.
It confirmed what I already knew. I was ready. So, so ready.
Mickey slapped my butt, jolting me back to the present.
“My turn,” he said.
