I flipped over, out of breath but wanting more. When he caught my gaze, he raised a brow.
“You okay to keep going?” David asked. “We can wait for you to catch your breath.”
“I don’t care about my breath.” I inched down on the bed,closer to him, to prove I wanted him to finish what we’d started.
“One second.” He leaned over to his nightstand and rummaged around. I propped myself up on my elbows when it took him more than a few seconds to grab what he was looking for.
“Shit,” he muttered.
“What?”
David sighed and gave the drawer one final, just-in-case check. “I don’t have any condoms.”
I fell back onto the bed, groaning in disappointment. “How do you not have any condoms?”
“It’s… been a while.”
My eyes widened. “How long?”
“That’s private information.”
“You don’t get more private than this,” I teased.
David scoffed, deciding instead of indulging me to disappear into the bathroom and clean up. The tap turned on, harmonizing with his electric toothbrush. My body continued to buzz as I waited between the sheets that smelled of him and the warmth he left behind.
Once David reappeared, I arched a brow at him, a wordless,what now?
“I wanted to clean up for you so I could do this,” he said, climbing onto the bed and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him close enough to feel how much I still wanted him. David let me have my fun for a bit. I rocked my hips back and forth, feeling him get hard against my thigh.
“I’ll go to the pharmacy?” he said, voice strained.
“It’ll take too long,” I said and pointed at my stomach. “Just finish here.”
“Are you serious?”
I widened my thighs, so he had a better view of my fingers circling my clit. “We’ll finish together.”
His expression darkened. “Yeah?”
Instead of answering, I reached for him. David moaned when I spent a moment coaxing pleasure from both of us. He eventually joined in, but instead of reaching from himself, he touched me. Two of his fingers slipped inside, and his thumb took care of my clit. I leaned my head back, body on fire as his speed kicked up a notch.
I tried to match his rhythm. He’d gotten bigger since we started. What was already impressive in length became that much more heart-stopping. I played with his tip, spreading the pre-cum around so stroking became nice and easy.
David watched me stroke him, eyes hooded in ecstasy. When he couldn’t hold on any longer, he leaned forward, kissing me with hard determination.
“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen,” he whispered against my lips. “You know that?”
“It’s hard to trust the flattery of the person I’m jerking off,” I teased.
David nipped at my bottom lip. “So, I’ll tell you after I finish. Tell you every fucking day. Show you I know how incredibly lucky I am to be with you even for a second.”
“I want more than seconds,” I said.
“Then that’s what you’ll get.” David kissed me again. His thumb slowed down, the long, torturous circles offering me another orgasm. I moaned into his mouth, and he swallowed the sound, acquiring a rabid taste for my pleasure. He continued to eat said pleasure as I came again. I don’t know how he lasted this long without finishing, but I was in no mood for making this a competition. As soon as he pulled away from my mouth to make sure I had my fill, David glanced down at my hand still stroking him.
“Still okay with me finishing on you?” he asked, his fingers digging into the sheets on either side of my head. “Because I’m so fucking close.”
“Look at me when you do. I want to see you.” My request was the final push. He locked his eyes on mine, his hand cupped my cheek, the touch an anchor for both of us. Months of unspoken and ignored desire clouded our vision. The chance to finally satisfy each other made my heart stop. David moaned as his cum painted me with hot and sticky strokes. His thumb traced circles on my cheek, bringing some softness to the hard, erotic moment.
