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I bring her to my bedroom. Since that’s where I spend most of my time, it’s less sparse than the rest of the house. Still not much to look at, but it doesn’t need to be. All I need’s the bed and it’s right there, taking up most of the space in that small room.

I swing Julia around in front of me toward the bed. I watch her legs move, her ass bouncing, and the urge to push her face-down on the mattress and take her that way is almost too powerful to ignore. If I hadn’t already cum once, I might have done it.

But now that I’ve taken some of the edge off, I want to go a little slower. That’s what she deserves. I can’t do romantic. Fuck, I can’t even get close. All I can do is show her how she affects me, that she makes me want to spend hours laying with her.

Julia lays down on her side and holds out her arm, beckoning, as if I needed her to tell me what to do. Good to be reassured she wants this, though.

I lay down with her and take her into my arms. Her breasts push to my chest, her nipples hard as diamonds. I grab her ass in my hand and massage her plump cheeks. She sighs and kisses my neck, my shoulder. Her hands wander over me, gentle touches that drive me nuts with lust for her.

We stroke and caress each other all over, my hands demanding, hers softly exploring. Our lips meet again and again when we aren’t kissing other parts. Hers are soon swollen, bruised by my demanding mouth. She slides a leg over me, and I pull her tight against me. Her pussy radiates heat, her folds rubbing over the hard muscle of my thigh. Moaning, gasping, she humps against me. Her helpless, needy little sounds make me crazy. I hold her ass in my hands and let her hump and grind on me. Her juices cover me, flowing freely.

All the while, we still touch, still kiss. It’s insane to me that I can want her so much, yet still be content, at least for now, to linger like this.

I’m reminded of how we were before, so madly in the depths of a love that would never go anywhere. We had spent plenty of time with our hands all over each other. It was hard for me to keep myself under control, even harder than it is for me now, but we explored each other. I was her first, and she was the first person who ever meant anything to me.

We explore each other now, but it’s different. I don’t know how it can be. She’s been with Malcolm for years and I bet he fucks on a schedule. As for me, for the past six years I’ve only had my hand. Came close a couple times to being made some other prisoner’s girlfriend but always was lucky enough to avoid it.

Julia’s thighs squeeze around mine in spasms. She buries her face in my neck, her breath rasping hot. “Wolf!” she gasps. “Wolf, I…”

“You need me, baby?” I slide a finger through the cleft between her cheeks, over her puckered opening. She trembles all over as I continue my journey over the soft expanse of skin to the very bottom of her pussy where the folds join. The rest of her is wedged hard against me. I take what I can get, strumming my fingertip back and forth over that small section of her lips.

“You need my big cock?” I growl. “You want that dick inside your tight little pussy?”

“Oh,” she moans, and jumps helplessly, ass rising and falling.

I sneak a hand between us when she rises up and cup her in my palm. She pulsates, throbs, oozes into my hand. I rub her hard in circles, grinding the heel of my hand into her. It’s not what she needs. She needs me inside her. I want to hear her say it.

“I want to fuck you,” I rasp into her ear. “Until you’re screamin’. Until you can’t fuckin’ think. You want that, too? You got to tell me so I can hear you.”

“Fuck me!” Julia yells out. She jerks her head up, staring into my eyes. Hers are hazy with lust, the pupils blown.

I grab her and throw her onto her back and climb up on top of her. Her legs snap apart to show her pussy, spreading her apart so I can see right to her aching hole. I grab myself in my hand and almost burst apart just from that. Gritting my teeth, I guide myself to her.

I put myself at her entrance. She’s convulsing, her body trying to grab me. Carefully as I can, which probably isn’t nearly as careful as she deserves, I enter her.

It’s like entering heaven. Pure warm, wet bliss. I feel her stretching to encompass me as I work my way deeper and deeper. I don’t know where to look, at her pussy impaled on my cock or at her face twisted with beautiful ecstasy. My eyes flick back and forth until suddenly she starts to grind and writhe.

Then I don’t look at anything at all.

I lean over her, my hands splayed out on either side of her body, ugly bashed things covered in scabs starkly contrasting her perfection. My head drops forward, a growl rumbling in my throat. I start to fuck like an animal, ramming into her, shoving her body rocking the bed.

Julia goes wild, arching and screaming beneath me. She grabs my shoulders, claws my back. She slams her pussy on my cock.

I’m about to shatter apart. I feel it coming, this unstoppable wave rolling through my body. I keep thrusting into her until suddenly it comes. My hips jerk forward. I stay buried inside of her, grinding and writhing, surrounded by her spasming slick depths. There’s not a thing in the world that could ever stop that orgasm. I spill into her. My mind goes away.

The next thing I know, I’m on my side with Julia on her back beside me. Her face is red, damp hair tossed all over the place. Her breasts heave. And here I thought she couldn’t get any more beautiful, but I thought that before I saw her freshly fucked in my bed.

The first real thought that jumps back into my head is common sense. “Shit, I should have put on a rubber.”

Not that I have any.

Julia leans her head over against my shoulder and laughs a shaky laugh. She’s still getting her breath back. “I’m on birth control. It’s okay.”

“Yeah? That’s convenient.” I rub her hair between my fingers, admiring its softness. It lost its curl when wet, but it’s coming back after drying.

“I didn’t want to take the chance with Malcolm. If he got me pregnant…” She trails off.

I know what she’s saying, that if she was having his child, she would never manage to get away from him.