lips were fused as his cock continued to prod, seeking entrance. Her body tingled in anticipation, when he suddenly reared back, his hips pressing into hers, and growled, “Fuck! Condom.”
“I’m clean.”
He stared at her, blinking, saying nothing.
Continuing, she blurted, “And I’m on the pill.”
His arms tightened around her, and he asked, “Babe, are you sure? I’m clean too. We have to get tested for the Department, and I can show you—”
Clutching his strong jaws in her hand, she held his face close. “I trust you.”
“I trust you, too.”
With nothing left to say and nothing between them, he fitted his eager cock at her entrance and lifted his hips, settling her down until he was fully seated. He felt her fingers squeeze the muscles of his shoulders and watched as her top teeth dug into her bottom lip. “Are you okay?”
Opening her eyes, she stared deeply into his. “Yes. But please, for God's sake, just move!”
He pistoned his hips up and down, her weight easily held in his arms and anchored with her back against the shower tiles. Her breasts bounced gently with each movement, the feel of his chest rubbing against her nipples as well as the friction of his ungloved cock sending jolts of electricity throughout her body.
He lifted her higher, bent his lips and sucked a nipple deeply into his mouth. She felt her inner muscles tighten, and with only a few more thrusts leaned her head back against the hard surface of the wall and cried out through her orgasm as it pulsated through her.
As though he was only waiting for her climax, he immediately roared out her name as his own orgasm had him pumping deep inside of her. Both panting, she clung to his shoulders, afraid that his legs would not hold them. He continued to press her back against the wall but now rested his forehead on the cooling tiles as well. After a moment, their breathing slowed and he gently pulled out, allowing her legs to lower. Holding her steady until her shaking legs could support her, they looked into each other’s eyes.
“Wow,” she said.
Pulling her in for a hug, he held her cheek close to his heartbeat and chuckled. “Yeah, babe. Wow.”
26
Sean woke the next morning, his senses on high alert. Soft, thick, silky hair was resting against his cheek. His arms were banded around a warm, curvy body. And his morning wood was nestled against a tight ass. Grinning, his arms gave an involuntary squeeze as he inhaled deeply. He was assaulted with the memory of the shower sex, followed by drying each other’s bodies and then more sex once they made it into his king-sized bed. Sleep had finally claimed them, and he could not remember having a more peaceful slumber.
At the moment, however, his cock was eagerly searching for relief, and he was thrilled when she mumbled, “Morning,” while pressing her ass against him and lifting her leg slightly, providing him perfect access.
Wanting to make sure she was ready, he slid his hand between her legs, thankful to find her folds slick with need. Placing his tip at her entrance, he shifted his hips forward, sliding his erection deep inside. The memory of their ungloved sex from the previous night had not diminished, but instead, each movement offered a new sense of delight. He pumped his hips forward as his hand palmed her breasts, tugging on her nipples. She arched her back, which gave him easier access to both her breasts and her sex. Her skin was smooth as silk, tantalizing his fingertips, but soon his attention was entirely focused on the friction between his cock and her core.
“Want your mouth,” he begged, and she twisted her head so that he could take her lips, plunging his tongue deep inside, the action mimicking their sex. She moaned, and he swallowed the sound, sure that his own chest was rumbling in return satisfaction.
Suddenly, she tensed, her breath coming out in pants as she cried out her orgasm, and he felt her inner muscles clenching him rhythmically. Unable to slow down, he continued to thrust until he joined her, his head thrown back, his face a mask of grimace as he cried out when his body emptied into hers.
Dragging air into his lungs, his muscles burned. He continued to thrust slowly until he was completely drained before slipping from her body. She twisted around, facing him, and they lay, arms and legs tangled, heartbeats pounding together.