My hand shoots out.
I grab her throat. Not hard enough to hurt. Just hard enough to make her gasp. To make her eyes go wide. To remind her who's in control.
"I'm clean." I squeeze slightly. Feel her pulse hammer against my palm. "Had myself tested last month. Haven't touched anyone since you."
Her breath catches.
"You're clean too." I lean closer. My lips brush her ear. "I know everything about you, remember? Including your medical records. We're not using a condom." I pull back to meet her eyes. "I'm going to fuck you bare. Feel every inch of you wrapped around me with nothing between us."
Her throat works under my hand.
"If you have a problem with that," I continue, loosening my grip, "we stop. Right now. We wait until you're ready."
Silence stretches between us.
Her chest rises and falls. Her eyes search my face. I can see her processing. Weighing. Deciding.
I wait.
Then she opens her mouth.
Wide. Inviting. Ready.
"That's my good girl."
She takes me into her mouth.
Her lips stretch around my cock. Her tongue slides along the underside. Her eyes lock onto mine.
She doesn't look away.
Not for a second.
I groan. The sound rips from somewhere deep in my chest. Somewhere I didn't know existed until her.
My hand fists in her hair. Not pushing. Just holding.
She's too good at this.
Too fucking perfect.
Her tongue swirls around the head. Her hand wraps around the base, stroking what her mouth can't reach. She moans around me, and the vibration shoots straight to my spine.
I'm not going to last.
If I let her continue I'll come down her throat in seconds. And that's not what I want. Not tonight.
Tonight, I need to be inside her.
I pull back.
My cock slides from her mouth with a wet sound that makes my balls tighten. She whimpers at the loss, chasing me with her lips.
"Not yet." I cup her face. Run my thumb across her swollen bottom lip.
"Your pussy needs time. You're tight, and I'm not small. This position first." I stroke her cheek. "I won't hurt you."
Understanding flickers in her eyes.
