“I don’t mean to rush, and I’m all for making this last all night, but if I don’t get inside you soon, I think I might explode.”
She giggles. “We don’t want that. Do you have condoms?”
“Fuck. I don’t. I didn’t really plan on getting married and fucking my bride this weekend.” I kiss her lips. “Let me call down and have them bring me a box.”
“They can do that?” she says, surprised.
“Yeah, Cupcake, they can.” I wink and start to roll off of her, but she wraps her legs around my waist.
“Silas, can we try it without a condom? I’ve never done that before, and I know it might sound stupid, but I feel like I want to do that with my husband.”
My already-hard cock leaks with pre-cum. “Are you sure? Are you on birth control?”
She nods enthusiastically. “Yes, I’m on the pill, and Eli always wore condoms. The first few times, he even wore two. But we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“Oh, I definitely want to. But don’t mention Eli again right before I fuck my wife,” I practically growl. “And just so you know, I haven’t been with anyone since the beginning of September, never without a condom, and I got tested after that last time.”
“Okay,” she whispers. “So, no condom then?”
“No condom.” I lean down to kiss her, and it’s wet and dirty and full of heat.
She slips her hand between us and takes my cock in her hand, stroking it up and down. “Good God, you’re so thick and massive.”
“Don’t worry, Cupcake. You can take it.” I smooth a hand over her head. “But if it hurts at all, you have to tell me.”
She nods. “Okay.”
Her hand moves up to the tip, and she squeezes once, then moves her hand back down and positions the head of my cock at her opening.
Holy fuck.
I take her mouth with mine, peppering soft kisses as I push in slowly. Being bare inside her steals the breath from my lungs; her pussy is warm, overwhelming, and far more intimate than I expected. My body shivers as I take in the sensation. It’s a first for me, too, and damn if I nearly lose the breath in my lungs from how good she feels. My hips still. She feels like heaven.
I groan when she tightens around me. “You’re taking me so good, baby. Relax.”
She tips her head back, moaning as I hit deep. “I feel so full.”
I push up onto my elbows and frame her face with my hands. “You ready for me to move?”
Her hands run down my back. “I think I’ll die if you don’t.”
Our mouths smash together, and we let the feeling of our bodies coming together carry us where words don’t need to follow.
Without breaking our kiss or our rhythm, I take hold of her thigh and put her leg over my shoulder. The stretch makes me reach even deeper inside her.
Our pace gets faster with every thrust of my hips, and when I feel her walls clench around my dick, I break the kiss. “Come for me, Cupcake. Claim my cock. Claim your husband.”
“Ah fuck! Silas! I’m coming!”
I remove her leg from my shoulder and drive into her, hard and fast, as she comes. My orgasm erupts, nearly stealing my breath.
“Goddamn. You feel so fucking good, baby,” I pant as I paint her inside with my cum.
“Silas,” she says breathily, “I don’t think I’ll be able to move tomorrow.”
“That’s okay. I can carry you.” I press a soft kiss to her lips.
“It was the husband line that did it for me, you know.” This time, she kisses me.
