I bring my hand down between us and rest my thumb on her clit, so as she’s moving, she’s rubbing against it, creating her own pace and sensation. She won’t take long to come again so soon after an orgasm, I can already feel her start to pulse around my cock.
“Oh fuck, Angel,” she moans.
“Look at you,” I say, “my perfect princess, so fucking beautiful, and all mine.”
She picks up her pace and starts lowering herself with more force, her tits bouncing as she moves.
“God, I love watching you fuck yourself on my cock.”
“I’m gonna come again!” she cries.
She pulses and tightens around me, and my orgasm quickly follows as we come together, her hands gripping my shoulders while I hold her hips in place. She collapses against me, resting her forehead against mine.
“Fuck,” she chuckles, “I needed that.”
“Me too, sex is always amazing with you, but I hate having to be quiet.”
“Yeah,” she says, “I reckon we’re going to be spending lots of time in the wilderness while I’m living at the clubhouse.”
I laugh. “That’s okay with me.”
She eventually moves off me so I can sort the condom out and watches me as I do.
“So, there was something I wanted to talk to you about,” she says.
“Oh yeah?”
“Mm-hmm. As we’ve been exclusive for a while, I was thinking we should talk about getting tested.”
“Tested?”
“You know, STDs and stuff.”
“Why? You saying I’ve got something?” I ask.
“No! It’s just that, well, I’m on birth control, so I was going to suggest that if we both get tested, and we’re good, then… we can stop using condoms.”
“Holy shit… really?”
She laughs. “Why are you acting like this is some crazy idea?”
“I’ve never done that before.”
“What, get tested? Angel, it’s really important, especially if you’re sleeping with multiple partners, which we both were before we got together.”
“Yeah, but I also meant… well, I’ve never done it without a condom before.”
I don’t know why I feel nervous telling her this, I guess in my head I thought it was a good thing, always being strict about using protection to avoid any accidents happening.
“Is it something you want to do with me? Because we don’t have to—”
“No, no, I do! I definitely do. I just, I worry about, you know, what if yougot pregnant?”
“I mean, my birth control has a higher success rate than condoms on their own, and it’s semi-permanent so it can’t get fucked up by me forgetting to take a pill or something.”
“So it’s safer than if we were just using condoms?” I ask, checking I’m hearing this right.
“Yeah.”
