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“Stay where you are, baby.”
She turns her head, looking over her shoulder at me, and I smile down at her, pulling her ass up off the bed a little and shifting closer, then sliding my cock into her soaking pussy. She buries her face in the covers, letting out a guttural groan as I lean over her and start to move, harder and harder, faster and faster.
“Don’t stop… don’t stop…” She twists her head again, panting out her words as I move my hands to her waist, holding her down, pounding into her.
“You’re so fucking tight.” I’m not sure how much more I can take, and as though she senses I’m close, she tilts her ass up a little more and I bury myself deep inside her, roaring out her name as I come. She joins me, her legs trembling, spasms rocking through her body, while she grabs at the bedding with her clenched fists, screaming for more, until we’re both spent.
I roll us over, keeping us joined for now, and hold her in my arms, giving us time to recover. Neither of us says a word, but words feel superfluous right now. Holding her is enough.
After a while, I kiss the back of her neck and her shoulders and she shudders against me.
“Are you okay?” she asks, breaking the silence.
“I’m fine, but I guess I should go to the bathroom,” I say, and she twists in my arms.
“It seems a shame to break this up.”
I smile down at her, brushing my lips over hers. “I know, but I won’t be long.”
She slides out of my arms, letting me roll over and get out of bed.
I make the short walk to the bathroom, switching on the light, although I leave the door open, and I’m just washing up at the sink, when I feel a pair of hands creep around my waist.
“Missing me already?” I say, turning to face Zara, who’s right behind me.
“Yes. And I wanted to clip my nail.” She reaches around me, pulling open the bathroom cabinet, and as I rinse the soap from my hands, I step aside to give her space, watching as she rifles through it. I grab the towel and am drying my hands when Zara lets out a slight yelp.
“What’s wrong?”
“I—I…” She looks up at me, clutching a packet of pills in her hand. “I should probably have mentioned these before now, shouldn’t I?”
I study them more closely for a second, then focus on her. “You take birth control pills?”
She blushes. “Yeah. I have done since I was sixteen, because of my per—” She stops talking, her blush deepening. “Sorry. I feel like such an idiot for not saying something earlier… about the pills, not my periods, I mean.”
I caress her cheek with my fingertips. “It would have been good to know, but now I do, how would you feel about not using condoms?”
She bites her bottom lip, but only because she’s struggling not to smile, and as her eyes sparkle and she nods her head, I kiss her. Hard.
“I’ve never eaten my dinner with nothing on before,” Zara says, and I have to smile.
“You should do it more often… with me, of course.”
“Of course.”
She lowers her head, like she’s embarrassed, or shy, and finishes the last bite of her salmon. Zara had it in her refrigerator, and baked it with some tomatoes, spinach and thinly sliced potatoes. I have to say, it tastes delicious… almost as delicious as the woman sitting naked at the breakfast bar beside me.
After a second or two, she raises her head again, putting down her fork.
“Can I ask a question?” she says, and I nod my head, waiting, while she purses her lips, takes a breath, and then says, “Why did you bring condoms with you?”
I smile. I hadn’t been expecting that, and I push our empty plates away, taking her hand in mine.
“I wasn’t being presumptuous. I just hadn’t taken them out of my wallet since Sabrina left.”
“I see,” she says, her eyes clouding.
“No, you don’t.” I turn in my seat and pull her around so she’s facing me. “You don’t see at all. It wasn’t that Sabrina and I had sex all the time, and I needed to be prepared.” Her face clears a little, and I lean in closer.
