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My mind starts working on the fastest way to get to a condom when her mouth opens and her lips slip quickly around the head of my dick. I throw my head back and groan in pleasure as her warm, wet mouth engulfs me. My pleasure starts building too fast, my hips rocking and thrusting involuntarily. “Not so fast, Tru.”
I have to pull her off my dick, God bless her. I practically throw her down and settle myself between her legs. With a hard thrust, I bury myself to the hilt in her wetness. Her body spasming under me, she cries out as I thrust too vigorously into her.
“Did I hurt you?”
She scores my back with her fingernails. “No.”
“Oh, fuck,” I groan. “Fuck, you feel good. You like this cock inside you?”
“Yes.”
I’m too rough, but she’s clawing me right back, quivering and shaking under me as I drive into her over and over again.
Her pussy tightens around me, milking me as she shatters, and with one final thrust and a roar, my body tenses and unloads deep inside her, spasm after spasm. An alarm tries to go off in my head, a warning, but all I can do is collapse my shaking body on top of her.
For a long time we lay together, limbs tangled and sweaty.
And sticky. So damn sticky.
I have never come inside a woman without a glove. She’s done something to me. Some kind of spell. She turns off my brain and turns on my inner caveman.
“I’m sorry, Tru. I didn’t use a condom.”
The sweaty spell is broken and she sits up, untangling from me. My shirt is hanging off just one of her wrists, the button holding it on her. Why is that hot?
“I’m on the pill. And after I found out I wasn’t in a monogamous marriage, I had every test there is performed...twice.” She shudders. “You?”
“I get tested regularly.” I sit up all the way, bracing my elbows on my knees and holding my head in my hand. What a goddamned downer this kind of discussion can be after the hottest sex I’ve ever had. “I haven’t been with anyone else recently.”
She’s trying to get the shirt back on, but it’s all twisted around making her one hot, disheveled mess. “Define recently.”
I exhale loudly. “It’s been at least six months for me. And this is the only time without protection.”
She nods then surprise colors her features. “Six months? I just assumed...”
“I’m a careful man, Gertrude. You should know that by now.”
Things are strained between us when it feels like we should be closer than ever. It doesn’t make sense to me. I’m not the guy who needs or wants a relationship with a woman. Sex has always been just sex, and I don’t know why this is different. Why the intimacy seems more important, and the lack of it right now makes me hollow inside.
Maybe I’m changing. Maybe she’s changing me. I go to bed, alone, because I need to think about this. Weigh it in my mind.
In the morning, I find her business plan on the desk in the office downstairs and realize she still plans to sell the bar.
What am Idoing?
She breezes into the office, looking relaxed and well-sexed. A fist squeezes my heart when I realize how beautiful she is. How much I want her both naked and fully clothed in my office.
She loops her arms around my neck. “I’m wondering if I can still get a refund on my sex toy. I don’t think I’m going to need it after all. Not after last night.”
Fuck. I forgot all about that damn thing. I close my eyes against the flash fantasy of using it on her myself. I wonder if it has any special features. Does it vibrate? I’d love to torture her to the edge and back over and over again.
I sigh and pull her arms off my neck, pulling away from her before she can kiss me.
I need space, and I have none. She’s in my apartment, in my bar, and in my head. Next stop is my heart if I’m not careful, and that business plan on the desk means my foolish heart needs to wake up and smell the coffee.
I learned from my mother that wanting more than you have is dangerous. That’s how you get hurt. I promised myself I’d be content with what I have and never yearn for what I don’t a long time ago. It’s time to remember who I am.
