with him? "You're already hard."
"I've been thinking of diving back into your pussy from the moment I woke up an hour earlier."
"You've been thinking and playing with yourself for an hour?"
"It was either that or dive bomb your pussy as you slept."
"Not that the need will arise, but for future reference, I don't like men who think they can take me while I'm asleep."
"The need will arise and for your future reference, I take what I want when I want it, girl. If I decide I want it badly enough, that would include your pussy."
I supposed I should have argued the point with him but I had other things on my mind—like the cock pressed against my body. And sometimes there was just nothing wrong with letting the man in your life have the last word even when he was wrong.
"You must be nice and hard by now."
"Rock hard. Want to test how hard I am?"
Damn right I did. Recalling the sheer madness of our conduct the previous night, I forced myself to be sensible before I surrendered to desire. "Do you have a condom?"
He brushed his warm lips against mine. "I have one left."
Thank God. I parted my lips and pressed a quick, warm kiss against his mouth.
"Want to use it?" he asked.
"Yes, oh yes, Thomas," I said, rubbing my pussy against him.
"Are you sure?"
I frowned. "Of course I'm sure."
"You don't sound totally sure and if you're not, we could live for the moment and go gloriously raw for real," he suggested, pressing the big pulsing head of his shaft at my entrance.
I tensed, longing to moan yes and welcome his bare shaft inside me.
He took advantage of my moment of weakness and pushed his cock into me.
I gasped.
Pressing his weight down on me, he pinned me to the mattress. Then, kissing my neck and shoulders, he gently moved his shaft slowly in and out of me. "I want to fuck you just like this, sweet girl."
"No," I moaned.
"Yes and when we both come, it will be inside your pussy. That would make a perfect start to the day following an almost perfect night."
My stomach muscles clenched and I swear I felt as if my entire body was on fire. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me raw. Do it. Take me as if my pussy is your exclusive property. I pressed my hands against his shoulders. "I know I behaved like a complete nut last night but that's not happening today."
"Why not? Last night was almost perfect. Or don't you agree?"
I did but I wasn't going to admit it to him and give him ammunition to use against me and commonsense. "I've never had to live in fear after sex because I don't have it unless I'm as protected as possible. Last night notwithstanding, I do not have unprotected sex," I said in a warning voice.
He sighed. "Neither do I, but damn I ache to drill you raw."
Once upon a time when I was in love with him, I would have happily allowed that. But now this was all about deliciously safe sex. "Last night's madness was as close as you're going to come to that." I shoved against his shoulders. "Pull out of me, cover that sweet dick of yours and come give me a good morning fuck."
He cupped his hands over my hips and gave me another few thrusts of sheer bliss in the form of his bare shaft sliding ever so deliciously in and out of me. "Are you sure we can't go gloriously raw?"
"I'm positive, Darkwater."
"I need your pussy just like this."
"No. You want it but you can't have it. Now pull out."
"I could change your mind."
I shook my head and gave him a resolute stare. "No you couldn't."
"You tempt me to prove I can."
"I'm not going to change my mind. If you refuse to pull out a second longer I'm going to view your refusal in a very bad light."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"I'd feel as if you'd be forcing yourself on me."
He stiffened, stilled his cock, and stared down at me. "You think I'd rape you? That is what you mean by force. Isn't it?"
"No. That was a bad choice of words."
He sighed. "Good. I need you to know I'd never willingly do anything to hurt you."
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