Adore Me (Austin Singles 3)

Her teeth dug into her lip. “I think I would like that.”

With a low growl, I replied, “I would too. But not our first time. You’re worth more than a quick fuck.”

The emptiness left her eyes, and I could see a sparkle shine through.

She swallowed hard and spoke barely above a whisper. “I’m clean, and I’ve never slept with anyone without a condom. Are you clean?”

Goddamn it. I can’t believe I was so insensitive to not talk to her about this before I started this. “Yes. I’ve never had sex without a condom. I was tested a few months back just to be safe. I honestly haven’t had that many partners.”

She gave me a disbelieving look. “You? I figured you’d been with a lot of women.”

I shook my head. “No.”

She gave me a slight grin. “Good.”

I grabbed the condom, only to have her grab my wrist.

“Blake, I want to have sex with no condom.”

My

stomach dropped, and I pulled back away from her. “What?”

Her cheeks turned red. “I told you it was stupid and irresponsible. It’s a silly fantasy I played out in my head.”

“With me? You fantasized having sex with me? I mean, with no condom?”

Morgan nodded and then turned her head, not wanting to look me in the eyes. Placing my finger on her chin, I drew her gaze back.

“Talk to me.”

She licked her lips and then spoke. “I’ve always been so careful with everything. But when I think of being with you, I want to feel everything. To know what you feel like inside me. To feel what it would be like to have a man come inside me.”

I swallowed hard. “Are you, um, are you on birth control?”

“Yes.”

We locked our eyes on one another. “This is a dangerous game, Morgan.”

She worried her lip. “Just one time?”

Just one time. I wanted to laugh. If I had sex with her like this, it would change everything. I knew it, and I was positive she knew it.

“It only takes one time to get pregnant,” I said.

“We don’t have to. I’m sorry I brought it up.”

My eyes searched her face, and I dropped the condom back down. The smile that spread across her face made me realize there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make her happy. And that was a new feeling.

Pulling me back on top of her, Morgan spread her legs then hooked her right leg over me, drawing me closer to her. My cock rubbed against her clit, and we both moaned.

“Please, Blake. Give me this one thing. Please.”

The tip of my cock pushed slightly inside of her, teasing me with her warmth and wetness. My eyes closed, and I prayed I wouldn’t come the moment I pushed in.

“Yes,” she hissed, grabbing my ass and lifting her hips, pushing me in more.

“God, Morgan. This is . . . so . . . fucking . . . good.”