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Was that what I needed?
I wasn’t sure.
But when he pinched the other nipple, this time a little bit harder than the first time, I nearly catapulted myself right off his cock in my haste to follow him as he pulled away.
Before I could so much as complain that he’d stopped, I found myself without not only his fingers but his cock as well.
One second, I was on him, writhing and trying to find a good rhythm, and the next I was on my knees, face in the bed, and ass in the air.
One of his hands was pushing me into the mattress while the other was hiking my hips up high.
“Jesus Christ,” he said. “Just look at you.”
I didn’t have that option, but it wouldn’t have mattered.
I’d never found myself sexy. But him? It was more than obvious that he felt things about me that I didn’t think about myself.
He made me feel sexy. With the looks he tossed in my direction. His words, both in and out of the bedroom. Hell, even his insults did it for me at this point.
Once he was sure that I was going to stay where I was put, his hand left my head. Moments later, I felt his cock at my entrance and slowly pushing inside.
“I like the way you felt without the condom,” I told him.
There was a long, lengthy pause.
Then he pulled out of me so abruptly I squeaked. I heard the snap of plastic.
Seconds later, he was poised at my entrance, but he didn’t push inside.
It was as if he was asking for permission before we crossed this particular line.
In answer, I pushed back against him.
He took that as answer enough and surged inside so hard and fast that I was pushed upward on the bed a good two inches.
My knees even went up off the bed for a few short seconds.
I moaned my reaction and clenched my fists into the bedspread, loving each and every second of his entrance into my body.
“God, yes,” I pleaded. “More.”
He gave me more.
Then he spanked my ass.
The stinging slap against my flesh sent a surge of wetness coursing over his invading cock.
“Feels so good,” I told him. “God, why is it so hot?”
And it was.
He was hot, silky, smooth and thick.
It was amazing.
I shouldn’t be able to feel that much of a difference between a condom-covered cock and a bare one.
Should I?
But holy shit. Every single aspect of his invasion was different. Better. Hotter.
God, I was already close to coming again, and he’d literally just made me come not even five minutes prior.
He didn’t say a word as he took me. Just pumped that fat cock in and out of my depths, hard and fast.
The sound of his hips meeting my ass filled the room along with our paired labored breathing. Not to mention his grunts and my moans.
If we’d had neighbors, they would’ve definitely heard us. We were loud. We were also unapologetic.
Something this good wasn’t something you apologized for.
It was too right to be wrong.
“Gonna come,” he said, sounding strained. “Please tell me you’re close.”
Before I could open my mouth, his hand met my ass again, causing a loud smack to fill the room once again.
And that ‘I’m about to come’ turned into ‘I’m fucking coming right the fuck now.’
I clamped down so hard around him that I tore a curse straight out of his mouth.
Seconds later, his cock started to jerk inside of me, and the added wetness only made his thrusting inside of me better.
He came quietly while I practically wailed mine.
And when it was all said and done, when the truth of our actions finally started to settle, I didn’t feel the panic that I might’ve at one point in time.
Zee dropped down onto the bed beside me, pulling me with him to my side.
Before his cock could fall free of me, he repositioned himself so that he was snugly ensconced inside of me. His body wrapped around mine until there wasn’t a single inch of his body from chest to mid-knee that wasn’t pressed up against me.
“I tell myself that I should control myself,” he rumbled into the back of my neck. “That wasn’t smart. But…I don’t care. I really just don’t care.”
I knew what he meant.
I didn’t care either.
I wanted him. I wanted everything he had to give.
And that included that little bit of himself that I otherwise wouldn’t have gotten if he’d been wearing the condom when he came.
“The possibilities of anything happening are nil,” I told him honestly. “The doctor was adamant that it wouldn’t happen.” I paused. “I…the finality in the doctor’s words? I know I’ll never have kids.”
He seemed to let those words sink in for a few short seconds before saying, “Do you want kids?”
“Not…” I didn’t finish.
“Not until me.”
“Right,” I whispered. “I’m not sure I should feel this way,” I told him bluntly. “Me and you? We have a lot of history. So much history that it’s likely a shit idea that we’re even entertaining the possibility of anything more than just one more time.”
