“I can multitask.”
He speedwalks us to the bathroom, chuckling as I try to wiggle out of his arms then sits on the lip of the deep tub, setting me on his lap to fumble with the faucets until the temperature satisfies him.
“A hot bath, coming right up,” he grins, before kissing me hungrily, his hand slipping between my legs which open instinctively to give him better access. “God, how are you always so warm and wet for me, sweetness…”
I whimper in a daze, my head falling backward and eyes closing. His mouth deviates from my mouth to my neck before closing around my nipple. Oh god, it feels so good I think I might actually be dreaming.
“You’re not dreaming,” he says, nipping at the peak, pulling a strangled moan out of me.
“Am I thinking out loud again?”
“Don’t stop on my account. I do love when you give me your thoughts freely…”
He stands up, carrying me, and next thing I know, I’m lying between his legs in the rapidly rising water, my eyes closed, the back of my head resting on his chest, his hard length pressing against my lower back.
“I have two concerns,” I sigh as he slides his hands in my hair, pouring water over it. “First, you left the box of condoms on the bedside table. And second, your cock is not where it’s supposed to be…”
I sway my hips under the water, getting a soft groan from him in return.His hands in my hair feel good, so I might not complain too much…
“Did you not believe me when I told you I’d scatter condoms everywhere?” He chuckles in my ear. “I can easily reach for at least three of them from here.”
“Wow… Youareprepared.”
“Of course I am,” he says, just before I hear foil being ripped open. “I remember back in college, I overheard you and Nuri talking about the shot she was getting as a contraceptive. You said that you’ve tried a few pills and the implant and that you realized you did not react well to hormonal contraceptives.”
He remembersthatconversation? I don’t even remember him being there at all when we talked about it…
He pushes me forward slightly, and I feel his hands fumbling behind me before he pulls me back against him, placing his hands under my ass to lift me up.
“So condoms it is,” he says in my ear as I gasp, feeling him push himself slowly inside of me.
“I—” I moan, my head falling on his shoulder. “I’ve been thinking about getting an IUD.”
“You have?” he rasps and I hear a bottle being open and some product being squeezed out as he finally settles inside me to the hilt.
“Yes. It’s been on my mind for a while, but the idea has been growing since Tuesday night… And more tonight.”
“Why?” He asks, still not moving inside of me.
He starts to massage the product—definitely shampoo then—into my hair, rubbing my skull softly, and I groan in pleasure.
Yep, massages are definitely the keys to my heart…
“I—I’m not sure.” I blush as the obscene thoughts I had come back with a force. The thoughts of him, driving into me, throbbing and coming deep inside, of his cum filling me.
“I think you are…” I lift my hips slightly, but he keeps me still with one hand on my hips, pushing me back down. “And I’ll tell you that I’ve had fantasies of you, splayed on your back, legs spread, rubbing your clit using my cum dripping out of your tight pussy.”
I moan and clench my legs as he starts to rinse my hair, dropping kisseson my forehead, temple, and jaw.
“So if you want to get an IUD, I’m all in. I’ll do a check-up, come with you to the appointments, anything to fuck you raw.”
The hand that was previously massaging my skull wraps around my hair and pulls my head back as his hips—god, finally—start moving, thrusting his cock slowly—too slowly—in and out of me.
“And if you don’t, it’s alright too. I don’t mind using condoms, since I always have.”
“I want to,” I moan.
“Open your eyes sweetness.”
