“Fuck, Emma,” I groan. “You have no idea what you do to me. Bent over like the good girl you are, waiting for my cock.”
“Then stop making me wait,” she breathes, arching her back deeper, pressing that perfect ass higher into the air. “I need you so bad it hurts.”
My eyes scan the room for the bag I brought from the car. The side table. The floor by the door. The kitchen counter. Nothing. Then it hits me.
The other bag. The one with the condoms. I can picture it perfectly, sitting on my kitchen counter back in Dark River. I was going to grab it on the way out. I had my hand on the strap. And then Emma knocked on the door twenty minutes early, wearing that green sweater that clings to her curves, and she kissed me before I could even say hello, and I completely fucking forgot.
“Shit,” I mutter, running a hand through my hair. “The condoms. I left the bag at my place.”
She’s quiet for a moment, and I’m already mentally calculating how far it is to the nearest store, whether anything would even be open this late, when she speaks.
“That’s okay,” she says softly.
I blink, my hand stilling on my cock. “What?”
She looks back at me over her shoulder, something almost shy flickering across her face. “I got on the pill..”
I stare at her, not quite processing. “You what?”
“I wanted to surprise you.” She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing deeper. “So I went to my doctor and got a prescription. And I’m clean.”
I look down at her. That pink, swollen pussy, glistening and desperate. And the thought of sliding into her with nothing between us, of feeling every inch of her wrapped around me bare, of coming inside her and filling her up, burying it deep?—
“Fuck, Emma.” My voice comes out strangled. “That’s a hell of a surprise.”
“A good one?” She’s watching me carefully, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.
“A very good one.” I stroke myself slowly, letting her see how hard I am, how much I want this. “You’re sure? I’m clean too.”
“I’m sure.” She spreads her legs wider, presenting herself to me completely. “I…I want you to be the first man to ever be inside me bare. I’ve always worn condoms before, but with you...”
I groan, my cock throbbing in my fist.
“Fuck, you have no idea what hearing that does to me,” I say, running my hand down her spine, feeling her shiver beneath my touch.
She presses back toward me, desperate. “Please, Theo. I’ve been thinking about this for weeks. I need you to come inside me and make me yours.”
“You’re already mine,” I tell her, notching myself at herentrance. “But Emma, I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”
I run the head of my cock through her folds. She’s so wet I can feel her arousal coating me, slick and hot. She moans and presses back toward me, trying to take me inside, but I grip her hip and hold her still.
“Greedy little brat,” I murmur, rubbing the head of my cock against her swollen clit just to watch her shudder, just to hear her gasp. “Always so desperate for it.”
“Maybe if you stopped teasing and actually fucked me, I wouldn’t be so desperate.” She shoots me a look over her shoulder, that familiar spark of defiance in her eyes even now, even when she’s bent over and dripping for me. “Or are you all talk?”
“Careful, sweetheart. That bratty mouth is going to get you in trouble.”
“Promise?” She wiggles her ass against me, deliberately provocative. “Because I’m starting to think you don’t have the follow-through.”
I spank her and the crack echoes through the cabin and she yelps, her whole body jerking forward, but I see the way her pussy clenches, see the fresh wetness that drips down her thigh.
“Oh fuck.” Her bratty facade cracks, her voice going high and breathy.
I press forward slowly. Just the tip at first, stretching her open, watching the way her pussy swallows me inch by inch. The sight of it—my bare cock disappearing into her—makes my head spin.
“Yes, you feel so good, Theo,” she moans. “I love you. God, I love you so much.”
“I love you too, baby.” I push deeper, savoring every sensation. The heat of her. The tight grip of her walls around my cock. The way she moans and trembles beneath me as I fill her up. It’s almost too much. Every nerve ending on fire, every sensation magnified.
