was going to be doing the fucking. I could see the bulge of his cock clearly behind the fastening of his jeans. I could also see how his muscles tensed and locked as he did his valiant best to retain some modicum of control.
As soon as my words worked their way through the fog of desire that was clearly clouding his comprehension, Salinger straightened and reached for his wallet. A moment later, I had a condom in my hand, and he was hopping on one foot so he could get his sneakers off and his pants down.
I stared at the little square packet in confusion for a second. It’d been more than a minute since I’d needed one of these. It made what was about to happen become a little more real and less like a dream. Maybe I’d been caught up in the moment and really needed to consider just how horribly wrong everything could go if Salinger and I crossed this line.
I was just about to put the brakes on and tell him we needed to reevaluate our situation when he pulled me to my feet, efficiently flicked away the lightweight clothes that were crumpled around me, and sat on the edge of the bed. He barely had to exert any force when he tugged me forward until I obediently straddled his lap. I couldn’t take my eyes off the impressive erection that was standing proudly between us. Even his dick was pretty. Long, thick, straight, and bright pink at the tip. The little slit at the top was already damp and shiny. I wanted to glide my fingers over it and feel the rigid length against my palm.
Salinger nodded his head toward the hand that held the protection. “Put that on me.” Something uneasy flashed across his dark eyes as he exhaled a long, low breath. “I’ve made more than one bad choice in my time. I had to get tested every few months in rehab to make sure everything in my body was working the way it was supposed to and verify I was clean. I haven’t been with anyone since I got out. I wasn’t just trying to get into your pants. It’s the truth. But it’s always a good idea to be better safe than sorry when it comes to being with me.”
I could tell he was embarrassed having to run down all the reasons why he thought we had to be careful. I knew his past wasn’t anything close to pure, but the truth was neither was mine. I waved the condom back and forth and let out a little laugh.
“I only made one really bad choice recently: marrying my ex-husband. Erik cheated on me from the jump. So, who knows what he brought home with him while I was clueless? I got tested for everything under the sun when I was in the hospital, and I’ve been alone a lot longer than you, Salinger. Neither one of us is jumping into this bed without dragging some pretty heavy baggage behind us.”
My words must’ve worked to set whatever worry he had aside, at least for the moment. He looked pointedly at the condom, and then at the steely erection that was still very hard and eager between us. “All right. For now, let’s figure out if either one of us remembers how to fuck since it’s been a while for both of us. I hear it’s just like riding a bike… you never forget how.”
The flippant words made me laugh, but we both stopped thinking anything was funny when my fingers touched the heated length of his dick. I swore he stopped breathing altogether as I rolled the latex down and slowly shifted so I was hovering over the top of him. I could feel how wet and ready I was. I could also see that he was ready to explode when he looked at me with eyes that were almost pleading for relief.
I put a hand around the wide base, fingers brushing against rock hard abs as I got more than a handful of cock. As I held him steady and carefully started to lower my body down over his, I told myself it wasn’t like riding a bike at all. A bike never made my entire body quiver and quake or made me call out its name like it was the last word I was ever going to say.
I moaned as he filled me up and my body stretched and pulsed