I pressed my hips forward, my cock rubbing along the slit of her pussy. “Does that feel like I need time to recover?”
I didn’t tell her that my dick hadn’t been soft for a moment since I met her.
“Mmm.” She rocked her hips, rubbing herself on my shaft.
I tightened my hold on her. “Can you get yourself off like that?”
“Probably.”
“Do it.”
“What if I said I’d prefer your big dick inside me?”
“No condom.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Do we need one? I’m on birth control.” She lifted her arm and gestured toward the underside. “Implant. Good for three years.”
I already knew about the birth control. I knew far more about Laikyn Quinn than she could even imagine. More than she would probably approve of. The details were listed in page after page of background and history we’d unearthed about her after I learned what her mother had done.
And while I knew there was no risk of pregnancy if we were to go bareback right now, that was only part of it. It was one thing to show her my STD test results, or even Jinx’s (which were both negative the last time we took them), but I couldn’t tell Laikyn that I knew she’d been tested four months ago after screwing one of those fuck-ups her mother set her up with and that the test had returned clean. I wasn’t supposed to have that information. Plus, I needed to use the situation to my advantage.
“Until we’re all three tested, we use condoms.”
She didn’t sound offended, merely curious, when she said, “You don’t trust me?”
“Do you trustme?” I countered.
“Yes.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“Do you have a disease?”
“No. But how could you possibly know that?”
“Because I just asked, and you’re the one who said you would never lie to me.”
I had said that.
Obviously, she wasn’t going to let this go, so I tried to shut it down. “It’s the smart thing to do.”
“I’ve never had sex without protection,” she said defensively.
Nor had I. Except for with Jinx, but I didn’t admit that.
“Fine,” she hissed, grinding herself along the ridge of my dick. “We’ll get tested tomorrow.” She looked up at Jinx. “All three of us.”
She gasped when I pressed on her hips, holding her against my cock while she bounced gently, rubbing her clit furiously along my shaft. If she questioned how this was different from actual penetration when it came to transferring bodily fluids, she didn’t voice it. Truth is, if it weren’t futile that I get a blood sample for the DNA test, I would’ve been fucking her bare right now. My resistance was fucking shit when it came to her.
Laikyn wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my neck, her soft moans close to my ear. I held her tighter, angling her hips, helping her along. It took tremendous restraint not to drive my cock inside her. I wanted to feel her again, and I knew I shouldn’t. I was forming an attachment, and it was going to backfire in my face.
“Come for me, beautiful butterfly,” I whispered, pretending for a brief moment that an attachment to this woman wouldn’t be the worst form of torture when it came to an end.
Laikyn gasped and shuddered in my arms. A moment passed before she relaxed, then eased back, grinning like a cat.
She stood and brushed her hair back from her face.
“Good night, boys,” she said sweetly, leaning forward and kissing Jinx on the lips before turning toward the house.
