Her mouth snapped shut as she gave me a blank expression. “Please don’t say that. I’ve never in my life had sex with no condom, Malcolm. It’s my number one rule and I’ve never broken it.”
This is not happening right now.
“I haven’t either, Paislie, and I get tested regularly as well.”
The way we looked at each other had my cock getting even harder.
“Me too.”
Jesus, please tell me I’ve died and gone to heaven if she answers this next question with a yes.
“Are you on birth control?”
Her lips pressed together, knowing where I was going. “Yes,” she softly said.
I pulled her body down more onto my cock, filling her with a few more inches.
Her eyes closed as she said, “Malcolm, it’s too risky.”
My lips went to her neck as I softly dragged my tongue along her skin. “We can stop, baby. Just say the word.”
She moaned as she let herself sink down a little more.
Son-of-a-bitch. I’d never been inside a girl with no rubber on. Paislie was no ordinary girl. She had my heart clearly thinking for my brain.
Another inch and we both moaned. “You’re so big,” she panted as she sunk all the way down letting out a gasp when I filled her completely.
Warmth radiated throughout my body as I wrapped my arms around her. I’d never be the same after this.
“Oh my God,” she spoke as her fingers laced through my hair. My cock twitched inside her body, begging her to move, yet relishing in the absolute blissful moment.
“Fucking hell, you feel so good,” I said as held her close to my body. “Fuck me, Paislie. I’m yours.”
Her body trembled as she placed her hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. I loved her eyes. They said a million things at once, yet said nothing at all. She confused me, thrilled me, and had me longing for more.
Then she moved, slowly at first as my hand went to her hair and pulled it, forcing her to bend her head back.
“Fuuuck,” I panted out. “I’ve never . . . felt anything . . . so fucking amazing.”
“Malcolm,” was all she said as she picked up speed. It was true, I’d never in my life experienced anything like this before. My head was spinning and my heart was racing. For the first time in a long time, I felt something. I desired something more than sex. For the first time in a long time . . . the guilt about Casey was gone and I was allowing myself to feel.
Paislie brought it out. My sweet beautiful Paislie.
OH. DEAR. GOD.
It felt so wrong. Yet it felt so incredibly right. The feeling of Malcolm moving inside of me, with nothing between us was amazing. The fact that I didn’t feel the need to have the barrier . . . even more amazing.
I’d finally let my heart open up and it felt fantastic. And it scared the hell out of me. I had just given my whole self to him in hopes he wouldn’t ruin me.
“Fuck me! Fuck me faster, baby.”
His dirty talk had me all kinds of worked up. I could practically feel the wetness running down my legs. “Mal . . . Malcolm!” I cried out as I moved faster, feeling my orgasm build. My body heated from head to toe. My skin was on fire everywhere he touched.
My stomach fluttered as he whispered against my lips, “You’re so beautiful. I need to come inside you, baby.”
That was it.
That was all I needed to unleash the most intense orgasm of my life. My legs shook and I wasn’t sure if it was from fatigue or the orgasm. My body clenched down on Malcolm’s dick as I rode it out. I was finally coming down from my high when I felt him grow bigger. The feeling was heavenly. I’d never experienced this feeling of having a man in me with no condom. It was as if I could feel everything ten times better.