his eyes focused again, he saw her grinning triumph and laughed at how pleased she looked.
“That was fun! Can we do it again?”
He whirled her around and gave her fantastic ass several swats.
“No. That’s enough for now.”
“But Arnie. I really, really, really like touching you.”
Backing her into a corner with his body, he leaned into her and pressed his happy dick into her belly.
“I’m glad you really, really, really liked getting me off, but if you really, really, really wanna be fucked this fine morning, you have to behave.”
“Oh.” She pouted and rolled her eyes.
She pushed against his chest and looked down. “You’re very big.”
“Tight fit?”
Her eyes gleamed with excitement. “You tell me.”
“Ah, Summer,” he groaned. “Your body is perfect. The way your pussy drips turns me on.”
To make his point, he slid a hand between them, rubbed her clit, and pushed two fingers inside her. She ground on his fingers and gasped.
“See?” He grunted while teasing her. “Dripping.”
“I need you.”
He withdrew his fingers and leaned down to bite a nipple. “Not yet.”
She registered her disappointment, then tried to tease him into taking her, but he laughed all her attempts aside and rushed them through toweling off. When she started grumbling, he gave her a taste of her own medicine by dragging her unceremoniously into the bedroom and throwing her like a rag doll onto the bed.
She watched him ready his cock with firm strokes as he loomed over her. “Are you okay with this?” he asked.
Sweet, young, innocent, sexy Summer parted her thighs and opened her arms. He surveyed what was on offer with a lusty, leering smirk.
“Last question. Lady’s choice. Nice and easy or take it to the limit?”
“I think you know the answer,” she purred.
He chuckled and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. She put her ankles on his shoulders and moaned when he wasted no time plunging balls deep in one mighty thrust.
She clutched the bedcovers beneath her and lifted her pelvis, begging for more. He gave her what she wanted and jackhammered until she screamed her pleasure and coated his pounding cock with hot cream.
One orgasm wasn’t enough. Determined to leave nothing on the table, he put his hands on the soft skin of her quivering thighs and opened her pussy to his fevered thrusts.
“Fuck,” he grunted over and over. “You’re so hot and wet.”
His brave lover fearlessly lifted her pelvis with each downward stroke. He swore his cock was knocking on her womb. She didn’t falter and neither did he. Their thrusts got wild. Having just come, her pussy gushed with wetness and added a tantalizing sound to the rigorous fuck.
Fighting to control his impending orgasm, he thanked God when her body tightened around him and pulled him deeper. Arnie knew this was to be a climax like no other.
“Are you going to come for me, sweet baby?” He pounded her until she whimpered. “That’s my favorite sound,” he growled. “You, helpless as my cock pins you to the mattress.”
“Arnie,” she cried. “I’m coming for you.”
Her pussy clamped down on his throbbing cock. She cried out and squeezed him till he saw stars. Grasping her hips, he stroked deeper until she had all of him.
It was a perfect ending. Throbbing and pulsing in beautiful unison, they cried out their pleasure until nothing was left. When he withdrew and saw the creamy evidence of the glorious fucking leaking from her body, he sobered instantly.
Shocked by how easy they found it to be careless about birth control, guilt lashed his emotions. She was a precious being. How could he plan a proposal while acting so rashly? Was he being fair to Summer?
Curling into a ball on her side, Summer hugged her knees and concentrated on her breathing. She left her body at the end when Arnie’s determined lovemaking shattered her grasp on reality.
Was it natural to sense his essence gathering near her womb, begging for permission to enter? Was she just love crazy?
Condoms, her conscience sniggered. Remember those? You wouldn’t be feeling anything of the sort if you’d had the good sense to use protection.
Hugging her knees tighter, she closed her eyes and told the inner voices to kindly shut the fuck up. Sure, they’d been knowingly careless, but she had the calendar on her side. Her last cycle had just ended, and if she remembered anything at all from her high school health classes, it was the midway of her cycle when things veered into the danger zone. She wasn’t anywhere near