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I keep going until she starts to sink back in place. Slowly, I ease my finger out and then stand up, rolling a condom on while she’s still recovering.
She looks down at my cock and then up at me, her eyes wild. “Bend over,” I tell her, helping her to her feet.
She turns around, leaning forward, her ass pointing toward me. It’s as sweet as a peach and I get an urge to swat it with my hand. Not now though. That’s for later.
I grab my shaft, pushing it between her legs, straight up inside her, owning her, possessing her, impaling her on my cock. She groans, pushing back against me, rocking in place as I start to thrust.
She’s so tight inside, it’s all I can do not to come straight away.
I force myself to take it slowly. I want this pleasure to last. I glide back and forth, holding her hips, keeping her in place as she again starts fighting for breath.
She still says nothing. Despite what I’m doing, she’s remembered my command. That gets me harder than ever. The perfect submissive. I’ve never met one before.
I want to come all over her, mess her up, mark her as mine. I want to get her pregnant, whip the condom off, fill her with my seed. I want this to be the first of many times we fuck, not a one-off.
Bad idea.
Just because I want something doesn’t mean it’s going to happen. I have more control than that. Dominating someone so innocent would crush her. Suffocate her when she needs freedom. She’s gone through a tragedy. This is only a distraction for a short while.
I can’t use her as a surrogate but I can give her pleasure. I can help her forget her grief for a brief while.
Then I’ll let her go.
Maybe.
I start to thrust faster, watching as she slips a hand between her legs, playing with her clit, getting herself close.
I thrust faster, unable to hold out much longer. Groping her ass cheeks, I spread them wide, staring down at her incredible body, drinking her in, loving this perfect moment in time.
She comes first but only just. It hits her moments before I climax, the two of us crying out and then collapsing together, our breathing synchronized.
I thrust a last time, not wanting this sensation to end. With a final look down at me buried in her, I slide out, easing myself from her pussy until I’m able to help her upright. She turns around, her face flushed, her bra still in place, a surreally modest sight when I’ve just come in her.
She glances down at my cock. It’s yet to start softening. “Eyes up here,” I tell her, moving her chin with my finger. I kiss her deeply, breathing in her arousal, loving the feel of her body pressed against mine.
She doesn’t speak until she’s dressed. I toss the condom into a bin while she retrieves her dress. When I turn around, I’m no more than a man in a suit. Her hair is a mess and her cheeks are still flushed but other than that, she looks much the same as when she first came in.
“You could be pregnant,” I say.
“Way to kill the mood.”
“Are you on birth control?”
“You ask now?” I get to my feet, feeling his seed sliding out of me, coating my thighs. “Didn’t think to ask before, champ?”
“The condom may fail. This is a conversation we need to have.”
“No, we don’t.”
“If you are pregnant, call me.”
“Wow, you really are romantic, aren’t you? No cuddles, no whispering sweet nothings. Just call me if I’ve got you pregnant. What a charmer you are. You know what, I’m glad you said it. Tells me what kind of guy you are.”
“I am being practical.”
“You are being an asshole. What do you think is happening here? That I’m trying to have your baby or something? You used a condom, remember?”
“If it failed, be sure to contact me. I honor my commitments.”
