That’s all? “It’s fine, just pull out.” I kept tugging, but he once more resisted.
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah. Just pull out. I’ll take Plan B if I need to.” I tugged again, but he still seemed reluctant to let me take his shorts off. “I was tested a few months ago. I don’t have any STDs, if that’s what you’re worried about.” I met his eyes. There was no way a goody-goody like him would have any STDs. At least, I hoped not. Slowly, he nodded and let go of his shorts. I pulled them off, and his erection sprang fully free.
Fuck. His cock was so thick and juicy, and slightly canted towards the left. I shuddered with anticipation, the emptiness between my legs aching to be filled.
But first...I wanted to taste it.
I got down on my knees between his legs and took his cock all the way inside my mouth. Clearly not expecting that, he bucked, driving himself deep into the back of my throat. I could feel his engorged veins on my tongue, almost as if he was about to come. But he didn’t.
I slowly lifted my head, keeping my lips and tongue molded firmly along his shaft as I did so. He pushed my hair out of the way, his eyes intent on the show. Then I circled the head of his penis with my tongue and slowly licked the shaft from top to bottom and back up again. It was hot and slightly salty, utterly delicious. I loved how he filled my mouth, and I dripped at the thought of him filling me elsewhere.
Finally, I planted a very chaste kiss on the top, right where a bead of moisture had started to form. He gave a deep, throaty laugh.
I needed him inside me, stat.
I straddled his lap again and slowly lowered myself onto him, and felt myself stretched and filled all the way to my core. I moaned his name and closed my eyes in ecstasy, taking a moment to savor the feeling. Fuck.
Then I began to ride.
He placed his hands on my hips and supported me as I gyrated my hips, guiding me up and down. I hadn’t had sex without a condom since college, and the bare sensation was almost too much, too intimate. I bit my lip and placed my hands on his shoulders as we rode closer and closer to the edge, eyes narrowed and locked, the pleasure in our faces reflected at one another.
His erection was like hot steel inside of me, the pained look on his face exposing how hard he was trying not to come. At one point, I stopped going up and down and he did all of the work below, planting his feet on the floor and thrusting his hips up into me while holding me in place, deeper and with more force than I’d been able to muster. I closed my eyes and sighed his name over and over, coming utterly undone.
Just as I was about to orgasm, he groaned and pulled himself out of me, spilling himself onto my chest. I cried out in surprise, but also in frustration at the sudden loss of him. Not yet content, I continued grinding myself against his muscled leg until I finally found my own release.
Even though I had asked him to, I couldn’t help but regret the fact that he’d pulled out at the last second. My orgasm had been a whimper instead of the massive bang that I’d been anticipating. So as the small waves of pleasure receded, I kneeled on the couch and pouted.
Ian’s eyes met mine. He was breathing heavily, but he chuckled at my expression. He pulled me down to sit on his lap and held me close, smearing the wet mess he’d made all over both of our chests. I giggled.
“Anna,” he whispered into my hair, his breath a sweet caress. I stayed there like that for a moment, just letting him hold me. Then I turned my head and kissed his warm neck, and I wrapped my arms around him, too.
Chapter 12
-Ian-
I was almost a second too late pulling out. I’d never had sex without a condom, let alone pulled out of someone before, and with Anna riding me like she was, as gorgeous as she was...no man could have blamed me for coming inside of her.
Luckily, I’d been just in time. I think.
I held her close and breathed in her rose shampoo, the feminine scent mingled with the tang of our lovemaking. She wrapped her arms around me and I sighed into her hair, cementing the memory into my brain. She’d been so passionate, so sexy, so sure in her desire. And as I held her in my arms, so sweet. Paired with the fact that she liked climbing and was funny and adventurous...I could easily imagine falling fast and hard for her, if I wasn’t careful. She was definitely special.
“Ian?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m starting to get cold.” As if to prove it, she shivered in my arms.
“Oh. Yeah, let’s get dressed.” She eased away from me, cold air rushing in to fill the space between our bodies. We both looked down and giggled at the twin sticky messes on our chests.
With a cute little smile, she skipped her way to the bathroom to wash up, while I wiped myself off as well as I could with paper towels from the kitchen. I began to put on my clothes again when I heard her turn on the shower. Lucky her. I desperately needed a shower after today’s exertions.
She stuck her head out of the bathroom, the rest of her tantalizingly out of view. “Hey. Want to join me?” She waggled her eyebrows at me and I laughed. I knew then that I was a hopeless cause.
I stripped off the clothes that I had put back on and joined her in the bathroom. I opened the glass door to the shower to find her
