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“Or we could go without this time.”
It’s half question, half suggestion. In all the months we’ve been together, we’ve always used protection—even though he’s seen my birth control pills sitting on the nightstand. I take them at the same time every night, just before bed.
“If it makes you more comfortable, you can pull out instead of coming inside me,” I offer when he doesn’t answer right away.
“I, uh . . .” He closes his eyes and licks his lips when I shift again.
I run my fingers through his hair. “You can say no, Maverick.”
His eyes open, and his cock twitches between us. “I haven’t ever gone without a condom.”
“Okay. I don’t want to do anything that’s going to make you uncomfortable.”
“It’s not that it’s going to make me uncomfortable. It’s just not something I’ve done before, so I’m not sure how it’s going to affect my performance.”
I smile at his expression, a mixture of chagrin, anticipation, and desire. “That’s okay. I’m at the edge anyway, so you won’t need to worry about me.” My fingers trail from the nape of his neck, down between his shoulder blades, and lower. “I’d like the closeness, if you would too.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” He nods once.
I curve my palm over his ass and press down as I tilt my hips up and the head slips inside. Maverick blinks once, twice, and we exhale the same shuddery breath.
“I want more of you,” I whisper, brushing my lips over his.
His eyes never leave mine as he sinks into me. His brows pull together in a furrow, and he murmurs, “Oh, fuck.”
I curve one hand around the back of his neck. “Is that a good,oh fuck?”
He clamps his teeth together before grinding out, “This is . . . not the same.”
“No, it’s not. It’s better, isn’t it?”
“You’re so soft.” He pulls his hips back. “And so warm.” He pushes in again.
“I can feel all of you.”
His hands move along my shoulder blades, fingers curling to reach my collarbones, anchoring me so I don’t slide into the footboard or off the bed as he continues to move over me.
It doesn’t take much to send me freefalling into bliss.
His jaw clenches. “This is too intense. I don’t think I can hold back much longer.”
“So don’t.” I watch the goose bumps rise along his shoulders and make their way up his neck and down his arms. It happens every time he comes.
“I don’t want to pull out.”
“Then don’t do that either.”
He runs a hand down my side and unhooks one of my legs from around his waist. He pulls it higher and slides his forearm underneath, the inside of his elbow resting against the crook in my knee, allowing him to go deeper. Every thrust hits that spot inside, taking me higher right along with him.
I can’t take my eyes off him, his expression almost feral as he moves over me.
Another orgasm slams through me as Maverick pushes inside one last time, his entire body taut, muscles quaking with his own orgasm.
He collapses on top of me for a few seconds, the weight of his entire body pressing me into the mattress. I revel in the closeness as he pants against the side of my neck, then slowly kisses his way back to my mouth as he pushes up on one arm.
His mouth covers mine, and we kiss lazily for long minutes, bodies still connected, sweaty and sated.
Eventually he pulls back, and I can see already the sedative effect sex has on him. His smile is slow and easy, movements languid. “Gotta admit, it’s going to be hard to go back to condoms after that.”
