“I need a second. If you touch me right now, I’ll be done.” His words are pained. While I feel bad, I’m more excited to affect him this strongly.
Jason crushes his mouth to mine, and I taste my juices on his lips. It turns me on more than I could imagine. I wrap my body around his, my heat against his soft belly. After a minute, he lifts me into his arms, and I rub my sex over his length.
He growls into my mouth, and I lift myself upward. His tip presses against my entrance, and without a thought I slide back down. Jason turns and pushes me against a wall, losing his last thread of control.
He thrusts into me, and I use all my strength to ride him and find a rhythm in our desperate union. The sounds of our bodies slapping together reaches my ears. It’s hot, and I wrap around him tightly as the first spasms hit me.
Jason’s grunts become deeper, and suddenly he pulls out with a low growl. “Fuck,” he mutters before mumbling incoherently against my neck.
I do my best to rub his shoulders. “What? Something the matter?”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart… I fucking know better.” His words are tortured. He turns us from the wall and lowers me to the ground.
“Why are you sorry? Jason, honey, I wanted this,” I say.
He smiles down at me. “I’m glad you wanted this, but I fucked up.”
“How?”
He points toward the wall. “I didn’t wear a condom.”
It’s then I see the smear going down the wall and his come on the floor. “Oh…” My stomach rolls. “Um… you said you were clean?”
“Yeah.”
“And my test results came back clean.”
“Are you on birth control?” he asks.
I nod. “I am. Shit, I was supposed to take it before dinner, and I haven’t.” I run out of the kitchen and to my purse. I pop out the next small pill and toss it back without water, hoping a couple hours won’t make a difference.
