She whimpers, pussy clenching around my fingers. “I want your cock, Owen. I’m tired of waiting.”
Those words have me dizzy with desire. I slip my fingers out of her, then grip onto her hip with one hand while the other keeps my cock lined up to her pussy.
“Slowly,” I say to her. “Slow and easy.”
A low whine crawls out of her as she lets gravity take its course. Her pussy stretches around the thickness of my cock as she inches her way down. Not once have I ever felt this out of control during sex. I can’t think straight with her. My mind only cares about one thing: being inside her.
Once she’s halfway down my length, I pull her away from the steering wheel until she’s laying on my chest. One of my handsslides under her shirt to seek out her sexy tits while the other massages her clit. It must feel good because she cries out, her pussy milking my dick so hard I moan.
I don’t even have to fuck her. Just having her impaled on my cock is enough. Small, barely perceptible thrusts of my hips send her spiraling. I pinch her nipple and bite her neck.
The next few minutes are ravenous and chaotic. Moans and whimpers. Bliss like I’ve never known. When I send her over the edge from the clitoral simulation, it has me climaxing too. Her pussy squeezes my dick tighter than my hand ever could. I’m about three pulses of cum inside of her before my sanity catches up to knock aside the carnal animal that’s been leading the charge.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “I need to pull out, angel.”
“Oh.” She whimpers, body boneless in my arms. “Okay.”
My unruly cock continues to pump her full of cum. And, even as I slide her off my cock, I spill more of my seed between us, making a giant fucking mess.
It’s like I’m eighteen again.
You’re fucking someone that age, so….
We both shudder, overcome with pleasure, and exhausted from the rush. Heat runs out of her body, the excessive amounts of cum I shot inside her, leaking out.
“That was incredible,” I whisper. “Was it…okay for you? Was I too rough?”
She shakes her head and then twists around until her mouth finds mine. “It was perfect.”
I stroke my fingers through her hair, heart still hammering wildly in my chest. “We didn’t discuss protection. I fucked up, angel.”
“I trust you. If you were positive with anything, you wouldn’t put me at risk.”
I smile against her lips and pull back so I can look at her pretty face. “Thank you for that. When it comes to hurting you, I will do my best to never let anything happen to you.”
“But?” She frowns. “Why is there going to be a but after that statement?”
“What kind of birth control are you on?”
Her eyes widen and then she peels her gaze from mine. “It’s fine.”
Before I can ask what that even means, she flings open the car door and shuffles out. Her thighs and ass are covered in my cum. My mouth waters to lick her clean, but I’m more concerned with her strange reaction to this conversation. As she pulls up her jeans and panties, I do the same with my own pants. She’s already in the house before I exit the car. Panic swells up inside me as I hunt after her.
“Mei!”
I take the stairs two at a time and stop the bathroom door from closing with the toe of my dress shoe. Tears glisten in her eyes as she guiltily avoids my stare. Pain cuts deep into my chest and I feel sick from it.
“What’s wrong, angel?” I demand, voice hoarse as I seize her jaw with my hand. “Look at me. Tell me the truth.”
She blinks her lashes and fat tears roll down her cheeks. “I’m selfish and foolish.”
“Join the fucking club.”
A tiny smile tugs at her lips. “I’m not on birth control.”
My gut twists and I frown at her which makes her cry harder. “Hey,” I whisper, kissing her sweet lips. “Don’t cry. You didn’t do anything wrong. I should have grabbed a condom or pulled out sooner. We can always get a pill at the pharmacy?—”
She covers my mouth with her hand. “I’m selfish because I allowed myself to think what the consequences would be.” Another tear races down her cheek. “For a second, I had avision of something I could love and that would love me back unconditionally.”
