I'd Rather Not (KPD Motorcycle Patrol 3)

I licked my lips.

“Have you masturbated since we’ve met?” I wondered, pushing the limits of my control.

“Yeah,” he admitted. “A lot. Until recently anyway. I haven’t touched myself since you’ve let me sink my cock inside of you.”

“Then how long did it take you when you’d just met me?” I asked.

“Two, three minutes.” He shrugged. “It’s not like I did it wanting to last. I did it because I was so fuckin’ hard that it hurt. I closed my eyes and thought about you. Your tits. Sinking my cock into your ass. Your pussy. It seriously didn’t take all that long.”

I bit my lip. “Is that something that you want to do? My ass?”

His eyes darkened then, and he squeezed the head of his cock and let out a low groan as he did.

“Shit,” he laughed. “Warn me next time you’re going to ask something like that.”

I grinned then.

“You’re the one that brought it up,” I said pointedly.

He let his cock go, and it smacked against his belly with a meaty thud.

“I did, didn’t I?” he asked, holding out his hands for me.

I crawled the rest of the way up his body, not stopping until I was straddling him, my pussy pressed up against the steel hard length of him.

“There’s a condom in my nightstand drawer,” he said. “I stopped after leaving your place last night and picked some up.”

I leaned over and opened his drawer, finding he’d not only stopped for condoms, but also lube as well.

Feeling things inside of me tighten, I pulled both articles out of the otherwise empty drawer and threw it closed.

Dropping the lube on the bed, I ripped into the box of condoms and pulled a string of them out, hastily tearing one off of the strip and tossing the rest onto the bed by the lube.

Pace watched me with laughing eyes.

“In a hurry?” he teased, bringing one hand up off my hip and dragging a blunt finger down over the peak of my distended nipple.

My hips jerked, and I couldn’t help grinding myself down onto his cock.

He was the one to growl this time.

“Yes,” I admitted. “I’m in a hurry. All this talk about you and masturbating has me all hot and bothered.”

I scooted back on his thighs and tucked my feet up close to his body as I took in his cock.

“I’ve never done this before,” I said. “Tell me how to do it.”

I mean, I had the gist of it. I’d also watched him do it.

But now that I had the condom in my hand, I wasn’t sure what to do.

“Open it,” he laughed.

I did, tearing into it with my teeth and blowing the piece of foil out of my mouth when I was finished.

“Take it out of the package,” he suggested next.

I rolled my eyes but did as he said, tossing the condom wrapper onto the ground by the bed as I did.

“Pinch the tip so my jizz has somewhere to go when I come,” he said, nodding when I did as he asked. “Now keep that pinched and press the condom to my cock head and roll it down. Good, exactly like that.”

He sounded pained now, and I couldn’t help the smile that lit my face.

When I finally got the condom smoothed down as far as it would go, he continued with the instructions.

“Now crawl up my body and take hold of my cock,” he ordered.

Deciding I kind of liked him giving me instructions, I did as asked and moved until the head of his cock was poised at my entrance.

“Slowly sink down,” he growled out.

I did, taking the head of his cock into my pussy with barely any resistance.

His hands went to my hips, and he clamped onto them hard.

Not enough to bruise, but enough to show me that he was clearly in charge even though I was on top.

“Now come up and make sure you get it real slick, then sink back down some more,” he ordered.

I did, moaning slightly when he began to reach the sensitive tissues deep inside of my vagina.

He rocked me forward and backward while I left my hands on his chest and didn’t stop until I was completely filled with him.

“Jesus, yes,” he growled. “You feel so fuckin’ good. One day I’m going to fuck you without this condom, and my life will be complete.”

The thing was, he said it so seriously that I wasn’t sure if he was joking or not.

I panted when I began to feel too full, pausing with his cock buried deep.

“You feel big in this position,” I explained to him.

He clenched his hands on my hips and pulled back out on his own this time, holding me still and coming back up to fill me once again.

I stayed still like that and let him move, moaning each time he got just a little bit deeper.