Page 13 of Capturing the Captain

“Have you got any condoms?” He asks, and I suddenly feel deflated.

“No, I don't." I reply, letting out a frustrated groan. I've never needed condoms. I've never had a guy over at this apartment. Normally, if I was going to sleep with someone, which is very rare by the way, I'd go to his place. That way if I'm not feeling it I can leave whenever I want.

“I’m clean. I get tested regularly.” Hearing him say he gets tested regularly sparks jealousy in me. We've never spoken about past relationships and hookups and now is not the time to be thinking about it!

“I haven't had sex in a long time but I've been tested since and I'm clean too.” I've never had sex without a condom before but honestly with this man, it's not even a second thought. “ And I'm on the pill.”

He pulls me onto him, kissing with so much fire, I feel like I'm getting burned. Josh flips us over so that I'm on my back and he's on top of me. We kiss for a little longer before he breaks it. “Are you sure?” He asks, hopefulness in his voice.

“Fuck me, Josh. Now!” I demand. I'm so needy for the feel of him. I want to be filled by him. The fear of his size is long gone and anticipation is in its place.

I spread my legs wide and he grabs the base of his cock, guiding it to my entrance.

He looks up at me one last time and I give a small nod in return. Then, his cock pushes into me. It's an intrusion I welcome on a sigh.

“Fuck baby, you feel so good.” He groans and I feel my wetness cover his length.

He inches in, slowly at first. In and out, in and out, letting me accommodate to his size. The pain of my tightness is overpowered by the sheer pleasure coursing through my veins.

He gets deeper with each thrust, his cock hitting me deep inside each time.

We’re both breathing heavily, moaning along with each other. I've never had a man make me feel so good before.

He picks up speed, fucking me with everything that he has. I can tell he's not gonna last much longer but I don't care. “Come inside me, Josh.” And he does. He comes on a shout, his release hot inside of me, triggering my own orgasm. I scream in ecstasy at the euphoric feeling deep inside me.

We ride it out together, Josh's thrusts slowing as we come down from our joint high.

“Fuck.” He growls. “That was fucking amazing.”

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Josh

Fuck, I can’t catch my breath. I don't think I’ve ever come that hard before. Ever. Or as fast, for that matter. I’ve always been able to hold out, but this woman, fuck, her pussy squeezing my cock felt too good, I couldn’t control it. My only saving grace was that she came with me.

I flop back on the bed beside Olivia. She's breathing softly with a sweet smile on her face, looking up at me sleepily.

“You okay, beautiful?" I ask.

“Oh I'm more than okay.”

“Stay here, I'll be back in a minute.” I say, getting up from the bed. I've never been one to be self conscious about my body, mainly because 1. I know how good I look. I'm not trying to be arrogant but it's fact, and 2. I get naked in a room full of men basically every day, so walking around this apartment-

Okay, wait I just heard it. Ugh, nevermind. Scratch that last comment.

I roll my eyes at myself, heading to the bathroom.

I grab a pink washcloth, hanging over the edge of the bath. I run the hot tap until it burns my skin and place the washcloth underneath.

Squeezing the excess water back into the sink, I make my way back to my girl. She's so beautiful lying on her bed, hair fanned around her, naked. That flush is still on her skin. I sit on the bottom of the bed and gently part her legs. She gasps at my touch.

“What are you doing?” She questions me.

“Just cleaning you up, pretty girl.” The spark that was missing from her eyes when I first got here is back and brighter than ever.

Her thighs are slick with my release and her pussy is pink and swollen. The sight is stirring feelings in me and I can feel my cock harden against my stomach.

I gently move the washcloth between her folds, feeling her shiver under my touch. After cleaning her thighs, I throw the washcloth in the hamper in the corner of the room and climb into bed beside Olivia again. She presses her warm back against my front, my arm slinging over her body.