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I must black out, because next thing I know she’s slung over my shoulder and kicking her feet. I’m up the stairs and she’s on the bed.
I’m naked, I’ve lubed up my fingers.
I roll her onto her stomach. Hike up her hips so her ass is in the air. Head turned to the side on the pillow.
“You should not let me do this.” I use my thumb to pull her cheek aside, opening her rim.
In reply, she flexes her hips, opening herself even more. “You shouldn’t let my brother fuck with what you feel.”
I slap her ass. A quick, soft swat that makes her jump nonetheless.
She grins. A sleepy, sated thing. “What the hell was that?”
“My weird way of sayinggoddamnthat was good. The part about not letting anyone fuck with your feelings.”
She wiggles her hips. “The good wins, Abel.”
“Does it?” I press my index finger to her bud. Press it inside.
She tenses around me. We both suck in a breath.
“Aw, baby, you are tight as fuck here.”
Jen nods, mouth open. “I like the way you feel. Keep going.”
“Yes ma’am.” I used a lot of lube, but there’s still plenty of resistance as I move deeper. Centimeter by centimeter. “I’m gonna do my best to warm you up, but it’s probably gonna hurt the first time.”
“I’m okay with that.”
I scoff, heart seizing. “Of course you are.”
“I wouldn’t be. With anyone else, I mean. But with you... it’s different.”
The struggle to breathe is real. I wrap my free hand around her hip, then move south until I can part her pussy with my fingers. I gotta relax her without making her come. Bring her to the edge. Shove her off only when my dick is in her ass. She’ll like that.
I glide my fingers through her arousal. Sighing, she relaxes around the finger I have inside her.
The vision slams into me like a freight train: my cum leaking out of her hole.
My cum leaking out of her pussy. In my vision, I use my thumb to push it back inside.
What if I get pregnant?she asks.
What if I want you pregnant?I reply.
My dick screams.
The fantasy is insane on many levels. Jen is on birth control, so even if we didn’t use condoms, there’s little risk of knocking her up. I also don’t want kids. But maybe...
Shit, what if I do?
What if I want them with Jenny?
I have no idea where the fuck this is coming from. Butbefore I know what’s happening, I’m saying, “I don’t want anything between us this time.”
An indent appears between Jen’s brows. “As in?—”
“Got tested a few months back. All good. Haven’t been with anyone since.”
