Offside

> “You like that?” she inquired with bashful eyes.

“Oh, fuck yes, I like it!” I replied in earnest.

“You like my mouth on you?”

I could have come just from hearing her say that.

“Turning the dirty talk around, are ya?” I said with a grin.

“You don't like it?” she asked, her eyes narrowing a little in confusion.

“Oh, I definitely do!” I reassured her. Her eyes gleamed back up at me, and she smiled as well.

“Do you want my pussy, too?” Her eyes literally sparkled. My little kitten-minx had definitely gone all mischievous on me. My breath caught in my throat, and I couldn't respond at first, so she pushed it further. “Do you want to feel your cock in my pussy, Thomas?”

She moved then, releasing my cock from her grasp and straddling my thighs. My mind started spinning when I realized she wasn't just speaking metaphorically. Before I could become too elated, reality tried to bite me in the ass.

“Nicole,” I whispered, “I…um…don't have any condoms or anything.”

She bit down on her lip.

“I'm on the pill,” she replied with a shrug.

My father's words echoed through my head, pounding against my temples like a pile driver.

“Don't fuck a chick without a condom. They'll tell you they're on the pill, and they're lying through their fucking teeth about it. They all say that. They're all just trying to trap you into something. Don't ever fuck without one, you hear me?”

I blinked a couple of times, and in my heart, I knew she would never lie to me about something like that. Even if she did…or even if something happened anyway…

I thought about the moment I saw her holding little baby Timmy in her arms and how I had wondered what I would do if it were hers. That thought immediately transformed into what I would do if her baby was my baby, and the thought didn't feel like being trapped at all.

“We don't have to,” she said softly when I didn't respond.

“I want to,” I said, and my hand caressed the side of her face. “If you want to, and you're okay with it, then yeah…I want to.”

She gazed at me for a long minute.

“Are you sure?”

“If you are,” I replied. “There isn't much of anything I could want more.”

She lowered herself a little, and her wet pussy ran along my cock. As I groaned, she leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine as I felt her hand grasp me again, angling the tip of my dick so it was positioned at her opening. She reached into my mouth with her tongue, and she slowly started lowering herself over me.

I was pretty sure there was no better way to heaven.

As my cock slowly spread her open, my entire body went stiff, and my mind went completely blank. I was nothing but the slow sliding sensation of her heat wrapping around me, guiding me inside of her, pulling me in and hugging me tightly.

Safe.

I took in a single sharp breath—more of a gasp, really. I opened my eyes slowly, and I looked up at her—the beautiful angel above me with her hair shining on one side where the light from the bedside lamp made it shimmer. I wanted to speak—to tell her how much I loved her—but nothing would come out of my mouth.

I was inside of her.

Inside my Rumple.

And it wasn’t just my cock shoved up in her pussy.

It was much, much more than that.