Waiting for that moment.... that one moment.... and then... I fucking got it.
“Harder, Michael. Harder.” She growled.
I moved harder.
My cock thrusted in and out of her perfect pussy.
Her hands were wrapped around my biceps, trying to help keep her body anchored, and then when I twisted my hips, her eyes flared.
“Just like that, baby. Just like that,” I groaned.
She smiled, and then she gasped as I slammed into her harder and harder and harder.
I didn’t know how much longer I could hold my own orgasm back.
Then I felt it.
Almost as if she could read my thoughts.
Her pussy started to pulse around my cock, her back bowed, her head fell back into the glass, and a few strands of her hair she had put into curls caressed my skin.
And then I came.
Hard.
I stilled inside of her as ropes of my cum shot inside of her.
And then I froze and whispered, “Fuck me.”
Her eyes were hooded as she asked, “What?”
“I forgot the fucking condom,” I said with a growl.
Hurriedly, I said, “I didn’t fucking do that on purpose. Swear to you. I fucking didn’t.”
She leaned her head forward and pressed a soft, sweet kiss on my lips, then shared, “I have the shot. I had horrid periods when I was a teen. We’re okay. But umm.... are you clean?”
I winked. “Got tested after the last time I fucked anyone. And just saying, we aren't ever going to talk about who came before. I only fucked them. I never made love to them. Not like I will and crave to do with you. Yeah?”
Her response?
That was all, Kimber.
Her eyes got soft, her head tilted to the side, and then... she smiled.
I kissed her lips.
And then I pulled my cock out of her pussy and immediately missed her tight warmth.
I wanted back in there.
But I wouldn’t unless she said she wanted it.
I knew she would be sore.
And as I looked down at my cock, I felt my chest puff with pride.
Blood was coating my cock.
