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I smirk, focusing on her instead of the burned food. “Good day?”
“It was okay.” She blows out a long breath. “My dad brought up me getting certified again.”
“You haven’t said anything about architecture school?”
Hannah shakes her head. “I want to talk to him in person.”
At that, I feel a stab of guilt. I asked her to stay in a spurt of selfishness, not thinking about how it might affect her life, just mine.
“How was your day?” she asks.
“It was good, actually.”
“Good.” Her head tilts back as I move closer. “Sorry for almost burning down your kitchen.”
“There’s a sprinkler system.”
Hannah huffs a laugh as I press her against the counter. “You’re home early.”
“So are you.”
Her fingers slide into my hair, nails gently grazing my scalp. I nearly groan, it feels so fucking good. She’s wearing a dress, so there’s no barrier keeping my hand from slipping beneath the fabric and up her thigh. The temptation to touch her is a relentless urge. No matter how many times I do, it’s never satisfied.
“My last meeting was canceled, and that’s when I decided to go grocery shopping. I wanted to make you my favorite meal, except—” She gasps, as my fingers pull her underwear to the side.
“Except you burned it?” I whisper, my lips moving to her neck.
“It just got overdone,” she murmurs, her head tilting to the side so I have better access.
I laugh, stepping back just enough that I have room to free my cock from my slacks.
Since she temporarily moved in with me instead of keeping her hotel room, Hannah and I have had more sex than I’ve had in the past few years combined. I slid into her this morning before the sun even rose, both of us still half-asleep, then dragged myself out of bed for my daily workout. But despite how much action it’s gotten lately, my dick is so hard it’s painful.
Hannah tosses her underwear on the floor before she spreads her legs, granting me full access. Her ankles hook around my waist, pulling me closer.
“This isn’t very sanitary.”
I smirk. “It sounds like we’ll be ordering takeout tonight anyway.”
I grip the head of my cock and rub it around her entrance, making sure she’s ready to take me. Both of us moan at the sensation. I push inside of her an inch, watching her pussy stretch around me. Feeling how slick she is for me…
“Fuck.” I freeze.
“What’s wrong?”
“I didn’t—I don’t have a condom on.”
Hannah glances down. I’ve barely entered her, but the difference in sensation is noticeable.
She swallows, a small, barely noticeable bob to her throat.
I pull out, the end of my cock glistening with her arousal as a vein pulses angrily along the shaft. “I’ll be right back.”
Hannah catches my arm, then quickly drops it. “You don’t have to wear one.”
I freeze, just as stunned as I was when I realized I’d forgotten protection. I’ve never been inside a woman bare. My father couldn’t care less if Crew and I slept around. But it was drilled into us that repercussions would ruin our lives and destroy the family name.
More than the fear of paying child support or enduring gossip, it’s something I’ve never considered because Ilikethe barrier. It’s the same reason I prefer to have sex from a position where I won’t see a woman’s face. Even with women I’ve dated, I separated lust from feelings. Any connection was always independent from physical intimacy.
