Page 97 of Pucking Bad Boys

“I know. But I’m definitely out of the danger zone, so to speak. And with the pill… we can use condoms if you aren’tcomfortable with this. I was just thinking that I wanted the full experience. With nothing between us.”

Fuck. My cock pulses, signaling his enthusiastic agreement. Talia said she trusts me earlier. I trust her too. And there’s also a small part of me, the crazy one, that wouldn’t be too mad even if birth control failed us.

It’s completely insane because I haven’t even told her that nothing about our relationship is fake for me.

“Ok.” There’s no need to say anything else.

I lower myself on top of her, careful not to crush her with my weight, and kiss her long and deep.

My fingers reach down between us, tracing the smooth skin of her slit. “Does the thought of me fucking you bare make you wet, Talia?”

She nods, biting her bottom lip. “So wet.”

“I want you to tell me if it hurts too much, ok?”

Another nod.

“Would you like to take my underwear off?”

Her lips curl into a mischievous smile. “I’ve been waiting to do that since we set foot in this room.”

“My dirty girl. I love that.”

Talia slides my boxer briefs down my hips, and I help her by kicking them off once they’re past my knees.

My cock springs free, hard and heavy, and I give myself a mental pep talk that I need to keep it together. This isn’t the night to blow my load with two pumps. I don’t know if I’ll be able to make Talia come, but I’ll try every trick in my bag to make this good for her.

Fisting the base of my cock, I line myself up with her entrance and begin pressing myself into her. “Try to relax, baby, ok?” I remind her.

The first thing I notice is how warm and tight she feels. Her skin sleek with her arousal.

I force myself to go slowly, fighting the urge to slide home with one hard thrust.

Talia inhales sharply as I get past the first couple of inches. Her muscles tense up under me, and I stop.

“We’re almost there.” I cup the side of her face. “Breathe, baby.”

“Yeah,” she bites out.

I push harder until my pelvis touches hers.

One single tear slides down Talia’s face.

“You ok?”

“It really hurt for a second.” She sounds breathless. “But I’m good.”

I don’t dare move, catching her lips in a slow, deep kiss. I don’t stop until I feel her relax under me.

“Better?” I check.

“Much better.”

That’s my cue to start moving.

At first, I go slowly, terrified of causing her more pain. “Still doing good?”

Talia’s answer is a buck of her hips to meet my thrust. “It kept hurting for a second, but now it’s gone.”