Page 103 of Under Her

I know exactly what she’s thinking because, honestly, the thought has crossed my mind, too. And not just now, but at other times as well.

I’ve never gone without a condom before. Aside from STDs, can anyone say unwanted pregnancy?

But the thought of being with her, like that, it does something to me that I can’t explain.

“Is that something…you would want?”

She blinks up at me, eyes wide. “Yeah. I mean, I’m on the pill. I’m clean. And I trust you, Wilder.”

The knowledge of that, that she trusts me, tears my chest wide open. “I trust you, too, babe. And I’m clean. I swear.”

She lifts up, bringing her mouth close to mine, and she stares into my eyes. “I trust you,” she reiterates. Then, she kisses me.

I grab a handful of her hair and angle her head, taking over the kiss. I kiss her hard, thrusting my tongue into her mouth.

Kneeing her legs apart, I settle her head back down to the pillow and come to rest between her legs.

I can feel her damp heat pressing against my cock.

Keeping my mouth on hers, I lift my hips, rubbing my length along her pussy. Then, finding her entrance, I push the tip of my cock inside. “Fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.”

She’s hot and snug and…like nothing I’ve ever felt.

I keep pushing inside her until I’m in to the hilt.

I hold still, my dick throbbing inside her. Her pussy feels like a tight, wet fist around my cock.

“Wilder…please…I need you to move,” she whimpers.

“Just…” My eyes are squeezed shut. Sweat is beading on my forehead. “Babe, if I move, I’ll come.”

“I don’t care.” She kisses me. “I need you.”

She needs me.

My eyes flash open. I pull out to the tip and slam back inside.

“Yes! Like that! Keep doing that. Fuck me, Wilder.”

My control snaps, and I start thrusting my cock in and out of her. Harder with every move.

“You. Feel. Fucking. Incredible,” I grind out. My hips are snapping back and forth, my balls slapping her ass. I tilt forward a touch, knowing that the angle will cause my cock to rub against her clit.

“God, Wilder. If you keep doing that, you’re gonna make me come.”

“That’s the plan, baby.” I grin cockily. Then, I make the mistake of meeting her eyes, and all my bravado slips away.

Have you ever been to the top of a really tall building?

I have. About five years ago, I was in Shanghai on business, and while I was there, I went to the Oriental Pearl Tower. It has a glass sightseeing floor about a thousand feet up from the ground.

It’s the weirdest sensation, being up there, standing on it. Knowing that the only thing keeping you from falling is a glass floor.

It’s like fear and exhilaration, all at the same time.

And that’s what I feel like right now, staring down into Morgan’s eyes.

“Wilder,” she moans.