Page 56 of Dangerous Games

“My baby likes my cock,” Gio mutters, pleased with himself.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” I say as I playfully slap his chest and roll my eyes.

My body still isn’t used to the size of him. I know I’m going to be sore tomorrow.

“I don’t want to ruin the moment, but I need to know, are you on the pill?” Gio asks as he twirls a strand of my hair.

I tense as I feel the evidence of us trickle down my thighs.

Shit.

How could I have been so stupid? I’ve never had sex without a condom before. I’m on the pill and clean, but that’s beside the point. This should have been a conversation before we decided to take this step together.

“Hey,” Gio says as he gently squeezes my shoulder, breaking my thoughts. “I can practically hear the wheels turning in that pretty head of yours. I’m clean. I don’t like to talk about past relationships because it makes me all kinds of fucking angry, but I want to ease your mind and tell you that you’re the first woman I’ve lost control with and fucked raw. And if you’re not on the pill, we’ll deal.”

I’m doing an internal dance at being the first one he hasn’t used a condom with. Knowing I made him so crazy and lost in the moment that he forgot is the best feeling. However… We’ll deal?

How can he be so blasé about this?

“We’ll deal?” I choke out.

“Yeah. I like kids. It wouldn’t be unwanted.”

It wouldn’t be unwanted?

“Are…are you trying to have a kid with me?” I ask slowly, scared of where this conversation is going.

Gio lets out a laugh. “Not trying, no. But I do want kids. For future reference.”

“I’m on the pill,” I blurt out, unsure of what else to say.

“Then we have nothing to worry about.”

“Don’t you want to know if I’m clean?” I ask, wondering why he didn’t ask me.

“I know you’re clean, cara. With a cunt as pretty and tight as yours, I know I’m one of the few ones to get up in there.”

“Hmm,” I mumble, not liking his smug tone.

“I’ll be right back,” Gio says as he releases the hold he has on me and climbs out of bed.

I watch his naked body as he disappears into the bathroom. We just finished, but the sight of his bare ass walking away from me does something to me. A few moments later, he emerges with a washcloth.

“Spread,” he orders, making my eyes flare with need.

Is he ready to go again?

“Not that.” Gio smirks down at me. “We need to work up to it. I took you hard, cara. Are you sore?”

I nod.

I can feel him everywhere.

“Good,” he murmurs as he brings the wet cloth between my legs.

I jump slightly from the cool feeling touching the place that’s still warm with need. I sigh as Gio takes care of me, the soreness between my legs easing from the cool cloth.

“Feel good?”