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“Baby, I forgot a condom.”
She grips me tighter with her legs. “Don’t you dare.”
“I can pull out if you prefer.”
“Nope.”
I don’t think twice about what she’s suggesting. I just go with it.
My life is too structured anyway.
I slide out slowly, sensuously, letting her sex memorize every ince of my cock. And thrust back into her, making her cry out. “You’re so nice and warm and tight, my cock was gonna be real angry if I had to take an intermission to get a condom anyway.”
Her eyes roll back in her head. “Holy shit.”
“You like that?” I pull almost all the way out and sheathe myself back into her. She cries out and starts to claw at me again.
“I want you closer to me,” she says. “Come down here.”
Instead I pull her to me and sit upwards, cross legged, so she’s in my lap.
Jane gasps in surprise but she’s smiling. Our legs are wrapped around each other and she’s fully wrapped in my arms at the same time.
“You seem like you have some energy to burn, so why don’t you take the wheel?”
Chapter Nineteen
Jane
I’d never even thought about doing it face to face, sitting in his lap.
The intimacy of pressing our bodies together from top to center is so erotic, I can feel another climax starting to surface.
While we kiss wildly I rock up and down, controlling Shep with my pussy.
“I love it like this,” I say, clamping down on his massive cock with every upward stroke.
“My sweet Jane will always have me any way she likes,” he growls.
We rock together like this until my orgasm spikes again, and it’s even more mind-blowing than the first one.
I scream out his name, and I’m shocked at how loud I can be when I let go of my inhibitions.
He joins me in climaxing as my walls spasm around his shaft. He releases his hot streams of cum into me, filling me with his seed.
“Holy fuck, Jane,” he grits out as I take in all of it.
We keep hold of each other just like that through wave after wave of pleasure.
“I love you, Jane,” he says, pressing the side of his face against my breast. “Don’t ever forget that.”
I sigh and trace a line of kisses along his chocolate-brown collar bone.
“Impossible to forget,” I say. And it’s true. There’s nothing about him, about us, that I could ever forget.
Epilogue
Six Months Later
