I’d been on the pill to help control my cramps, so I wasn’t worried about pregnancy. At my last checkup I got a clean bill of health, and I hadn’t been with anyone besides my vibrator. I knew I was clean. “I’m clean too, and I’m on the pill,” I announced, feeling his hard length settling between my legs.
“Is this okay? Do you trust me?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock against my wetness.
In my infinite wisdom to get drunk and fuck Morgan DeLuca, I hadn’t thought about protection. I’d assumed he was the type of guy who carried one around in his wallet, ready for action at a moment’s notice.
Did I trust Morgan enough to let him fuck me without protection? Staring up into his eyes, I believed every word he’d whispered. I did trust him. I trusted him with my life and my body.
“I do,” I whispered, swallowing down the lump that started to work its way down my throat.
Without another word, his cock poked my opening, and he drove the tip inside. The delicious ache returned, and I felt my body stretch to accommodate him. Every worry fell away, replaced by the need to feel him in my body.
When he shoved his dick inside me, I started to cry out as his mouth collided with mine and stole my breath once again.
His pelvis reared back and slammed into me. My back arched, driving him deeper as I stared, completely in awe.
Seeing each of his abdominal muscles ripple made my fingertips ache to touch them. I slid my hands down his back, finding the edge of the muscles and feeling them move underneath my fingers.
I stilled as he tugged on my legs, sat up slightly, and grabbed my ankles. I watched with wide eyes as he pulled them to the sides, creating a giant V.
His cock slammed, nothing stopping him from seating himself inside me fully. I closed my eyes, unable to watch as he stroked my insides.
“Open your eyes,” he commanded in a stern but soft voice. “Look at me as I fuck you.”
Without hesitation, I opened my eyes and watched him fuck me. Pleasure and lust burned in his eyes as he stared down at me and worked his cock in and out of my body. His lower body swayed as his shoulders remained still, and he gyrated his hips in the most delicious way.
“Touch yourself,” he said. “I want to see you make yourself come as I fuck you.”
I’d never touched myself in front of someone else, but with the way he was looking at me, I didn’t hesitate. After sliding my hand down my midsection, I found my clit and began to caress around it.
The slickness from his mouth still lingered, making my fingers slide easily against my flesh. Every time he drove his cock inside, I moaned, moving my fingers closer to my clit.
Unable to resist, I circled my clit, letting the strokes grow harsher with each pass. I wanted this orgasm more than I’d needed the one he’d already given me. With the way his cock swept inside me, I couldn’t wait any longer.
“That’s it, baby. Come on my cock.”
No one had ever dirty-talked me in bed before, and I suddenly realized its appeal.
I closed my eyes, concentrating on my strokes.
“Look at me when you come,” he growled softly.
My eyes flew open as my finger brushed against my clit more deliberately. As he snaked his hips and I stroked between my legs, a burst of pleasure zipped throughout my body.
My toes curled; my head lifted from the pillow as my fingers faltered. The orgasm ripping through my system was greater than every previous orgasm I’d had in my life combined.
I tried to breathe, but I couldn’t. My body locked, lungs and all, as the crest crashed down, pulling the life out of me. Morgan moaned, following me over the cliff and shuddering.
I clenched down, pulling him deeper as the aftershocks racked his body, matching my own.
We gasped for air, growing limp as he crushed his body against mine. My legs were stiff, aching from the unfamiliar position as they flopped on the bed. My body was spent, my mind hazy as I tried to bring the oxygen into my system.
When he rolled onto his side and pulled me against him, I went willingly. I nestled against him, sated, and drifted off to sleep with nothing on my mind but him.
Chapter Eleven
I’m So Fucked
Morgan
