“We are never going to grow up, are we?” she asked.
“At least not in bed,” Shane answered.
“Wow, so that means you’re never going to have condoms.”
Shane fought not to laugh again. Just because I couldn’t get a hold of one the first three times we wanted to do it?—”
“Did you honestly just call sex ‘doing it’?”
He shrugged. “Never growing up. And I did have condoms when we finally did it.”
April snorted. “To think I gave my virginity to you.”
“Maybe since we were both virgins, we didn’t lose our virginity, we just swapped virginities?”
“That’s not how that works.”
“No?”
“No.”
Shane took a nice, deep breath. “So.”
“If you’re asking if I’m on birth control, the answer is yes. And, I had my annual two months ago, and I’m clean as a whistle.”
“Me too.”
“So.”
“So.”
"I guess we're going bareback, sailor."
Oh my God, I love this uninhibited woman.
"Guess we are." Shane stood long enough to shove his cargos and boxer briefs down his legs, the he kicked them aside.
His cock wholeheartedly agreed with this plan. He immediately hardened to steel, even before April reached for it.
And when she did, he almost went off at her barest touch. He threw his head back and hissed.
“Oh my,” she said, her voice heavy with desire. She squeezed the base of his shaft and ran her hand up his cock, gently squeezing out a generous drop of precome. She bent down and licked it off and Shane thought he might pass out from the pleasure.
“Oh, you’re wicked.”
“Mm-hmm.” She laid herself back down on the pillows—looking both innocent and wanton at the same time. “What are you going to do about it?”
“This.” Shane moved lightning fast. He was on top looking down on her, positioning his cock, teasing her with the tip.
“Please, sailor,” she purred.
That was all the encouragement he needed. He pushed into her and knew joy.
“April,” he groaned. “Sweetness.”
She wrapped her legs around him, encouraging him to go deeper. Then they found their rhythm. They may have been older, but making love to April now was a million times betterthan when they were younger. She felt so impossibly good. She had no inhibitions, no fear, no nervousness. He wasn’t afraid of accidentally hurting her.
She wanted him. All of him.
