I grabbed my jeans up and pulled my wallet out, stripping the condom from inside before tossing it back down on the floor.
All my receipts, cards and cash fell out when I did, but I didn’t stop to pick anything up right then.
Instead, I walked up to where Ares was sitting and tossed the condom on the bed beside her.
“I got on birth control yesterday,” she said, eyeing my cock through the thin fabric.
I groaned, moving my hand to my cock to squeeze the head as excitement jolted through me.
The idea of having her bare… that was almost too much.
“When?”
That was the only word I could get out.
When.
When could we do it without a condom?
Sadly, I knew it wouldn’t be immediately.
My girlfriend in high school had gotten on it, too. She’d had to wait two weeks or something before it could be done bare back.
“Six more days,” she said. “And you need to go get tested.”
“Anything,” was out of my mouth before I could stop it.
She grinned.
“I haven’t… it’s been a really long time. But I did it, too, just in case,” she whispered.
Then she surprised me, because instead of pulling my underwear down like I expected, she leaned forward and skimmed her lips over the length of my cock, giving me a tease of what was to come.
“Fuck,” I said when I felt her hot breath. “That’s so… fuck.”
She snickered and reached for my waistband.
“It’s like opening up a Christmas present,” she whispered. “Last week I shook the box. This week I actually get to open it and see what’s inside.”
My breath caught in my throat when she lowered the band, exposing my cock and balls to her hungry gaze.
My hands clenched at my sides and it took everything I had not to bury them in her hair and guide her my way.
My abs were clenched so tightly that I was catching a cramp in my left side.
But I couldn’t stop if I tried.
Not with the way her delicate fingers were dragging deliciously along my skin.
She felt so fuckin’ soft and gentle against me. Even when she wrapped her hand around my cock and gave it a slow pump, I was amazed at how good it felt.
Normally I liked a little bit rougher of a touch. Liked to wrap my fist tightly around my cock and jack it off quickly until I came.
But Ares’ hand felt unexplainable. Felt like my hand would never be good enough again.
Then she cupped my balls, and I nearly lost it right then and there.
The thought of my cum decorating her neck nearly did it for me a second time.
I groaned and tried to pull back, but she wouldn’t let me.
“I’m going to lose it,” I said. “I don’t… I swear. I can’t hold on. I want to be inside of you… I need to be inside of you. If you… ah, fuck.”
She put me in her mouth.
During my stuttering speech, she’d leaned forward and sucked the head down deep, curling her tongue around the spongy head and swirling it around like a fuckin’ ice cream cone that was melting.
“Sweet baby Jesus,” I breathed, hoping that I could hold off longer, but knowing in my gut that I wouldn’t be able to.
Not with her mouth on me.
Not with how I’d missed her since last weekend. Dreamed about taking her.
I…
“Fuck.” I gasped when she squeezed my balls and took my cock into her mouth as far as it would go.
I momentarily lost consciousness. That had to be why I came to fucking her face.
Whatever the reason, when I realized what I was doing, I slowly disentangled my hands from her hair and tried to let her go back to what she was doing before, but she grinned.
Or at least tried to with my cock in her mouth.
Pulling back, she gazed up at me, her lips red and puffy.
“Keep doing that,” she ordered. “I liked it.”
She liked it.
Son of a bitch.
I hesitantly put my hands back to her hair and fed her my cock again, starting out slowly at first.
But she wouldn’t let me go slow.
She forced my hand by squeezing my balls again, sucking harder, and causing that switch in my brain to short-circuit.
When her eyes started to water, I came back to myself, but when I would’ve pulled back, given her less, she spurred me on by pressing her hand to my ass. Telling me without words that I was good. That she was good.
And that’s when I couldn’t stop myself anymore. I had to come.
“Gonna come,” I growled.
Two words. But it felt like I’d spoken more based on the exertion it took to do that much.
“Fuck yes,” I said when she surprised me.
Instead of pulling back like I’d expected, she’d pressed forward.
She was nowhere near taking all of my cock. Likely it was too big and she was too inexperienced.