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I’m used to people trying to get in my good graces. But they always want something in exchange.
Hannah isn’t asking for anything.
I want to give her everything.
“I’ve never not worn a condom, Hannah,” I say, as soon as our lips separate.
The satisfaction disappears from her expression, shifting from sultry to serious.
“That’s fine. Aren’t there still some—”
“I want to. If you’re sure.”
She steps closer, surrounding me with the scent of grapefruit. “I’m sure.”
I tug the hem of her dress up, tracing a trail up the inside of her thigh and into the wet heat between her legs.
She’s dripping.
I tease her for a minute, before I drop my hand and wrap it around my hardening dick, using her arousal as lubrication. Her gaze is focused on my hand, watching me stroke myself. I slow my movements, torturing myself right along with her.
Hannah frowns at my throbbing erection. “Are you sure you’re hard enough? I’m not sure if—”
I spin her around and slap her ass. “Get on the bed.”
Hannah laughs but listens, pulling her dress over her head and walking out of the bathroom. By the time I pull off my clothes and join her, she’s sprawled out on the comforter.
I arrange her until she’s on her hands and knees in front of me, then line up my cock and shove inside of her, too impatient to tease.
This has always been my favorite position. I like the control of deciding how deep and how fast a woman takes me, and I also like the way I can’t see her face. It’s easier to focus on the physical gratification, which is usually the whole point of having sex.
And I know exactly why I’m choosing it now.
Because it’s terrifying to take this step with Hannah, and it has nothing to do with risking pregnancy or transmitting diseases. She told me I could trust her, and this is me doing that. But I’m also doing this because Iloveher, and I’m not sure if we’ll have much of—any—relationship past Sunday.
But it’s not as satisfying, looking at the smooth lines of Hannah’s back and her blonde hair.
I want to watch her react, to see her response to my touch.
So I pull out of her and lie back on the bed beside her. “Ride me.”
Hannah’s face turns so she’s looking at me. Her hand lands on my chest, tracing down over the ridges of my abdomen and playing with the line of hair that leads down to my cock. But she doesn’t go down that far. I groan, already missing being inside of her.
“Ask me nicely.”
I smirk. “You want me to beg?”
“Would you?”
“I’ll do any-fucking-thing in the world, if it means I get to watch you take my cock and play with your tits.”
Hannah rolls her eyes, but her blue eyes are softer. And she moves, crawling over me so her body is suspended over mine.
I can’t think of a better view.
“Are you tired?” She teases me, the heat of her pussy hovering just above the tip. Brushing against my cock and then pulling away before I can enter her. I grab her hips so I can grind up against her. She’s slick enough I slip in easily, but I can feel her stretching around me, adjusting to the sudden intrusion. See her spread.
Hannah’s breathing becomes heavy pants as our skin slaps together. Her blonde hair is a wild mess, her ponytail totally gone. The bedframe knocks against the wall. If I had any neighbors, they’d be able to hear how hard she’s riding me.
