Page 57 of Outlier
“Top drawer of the bedside cabinet,” she said.
I kissed her and pulled back, getting to my feet by the side of the bed. I opened the drawer and despite the tension in the room, I let out a surprised laugh.
“You weren’t joking when you said you bought them all.” The drawer had every make, size and flavour of condom known to man.
“I didn’t want to get it wrong,” she said in a small voice, and I choked back the rest of my laughter. Her face was red again, and the last thing I wanted was for her to feel embarrassed.
“You did a great job, love,” I said as I grabbed one at random then pushed down my trousers and boxers in one.
Vicky’s eyes went wide as she stared at me. The colour drained from her face, and she swallowed.
I frowned at her as I kicked my trousers away.
“Hey,” I said gently, and she tore her eyes away from my cock to my face as I moved back to the bed to lie beside her. “We don’t have to do anything else today. Okay? If you’ve changed your mind, then that’s totally cool.”
She flicked a glance down then back up again before swallowing nervously.
“No, I haven’t changed my mind,” her voice was firm, but I could hear the slight shake to it. “I just wasn’t sure of the exact logistics of everything, er… well, fitting.”
I smiled at her. “It’ll fit.”
“Er, okay.” She didn’t sound convinced.
I pushed her light blonde hair back again and kissed the corner of her mouth.
“Let’s pause everything for the moment.” I wasn’t sure that my dick would ever fully recover, but Iwassure that I wanted Vicky fully on board if we were going to do this.
A look of determination came over her face, and she surprised me by pushing me back and then climbing on top of me, her heat now resting against my cock.
“No,” she said in that stubborn voice. “I can’t wait. I need you, and I…” My hands were at her hips now, and I was moving her against me in a slow rhythm. “Oh, I… yes, that’s…” she broke off with a small moan that almost snapped my control.
“That’s it, baby,” I encouraged as she started to take over the rhythm, her body instinctively knowing what she needed. “That’s agood girl.” She moaned again, her clit rubbing the underside of my cock in an almost desperate pattern.
“Mike,” she breathed. “I need you inside, but I’m not sure I know what I’m doing this way up. I think?—”
Before she could finish her sentence, I flipped her over to her back, keeping the pressure and the rhythm going once she was settled underneath me.
“I-I’m ready,” she said as her eyes rolled back. “Please, Mike. I think I’m ready.” I paused to roll the condom on and then finally, I was right there.
“Okay, okay,” I muttered, panting with the effort of holding myself back, every muscle in my body strung tight. “I can’t… Vicky, are you sure you?—?”
She reached up then and pulled my head down so she could speak in my ear.
“Please, Mike. I’m yours. I’ve always been yours. I want it to be you. I need you inside me.”
That was it. Those words snapped my control completely.
I pushed slowly into her tight, slick heat, checking with her as I did. She gave me a short nod and a hoarse “yes” before I surged forward, muffling her cry with a kiss. When I was fully inside her, I held perfectly still, even as my body screamed at me to pound into her. When I pulled back from the kiss to see tears in her eyes, I froze.
“Oh God, Vicky, I’m so sorry,” I said in horror. “Baby, are you okay?”
“I-I—” she hiccupped on a small sob, and my heart felt like it was being torn from my chest. “I’m not great with pain. And you seem to be quite… quite well endowed. I feel like I’ve been sort of torn open, and the pressure is huge, but… I don’t know, now that you’re there and it’s done, I… well, the pressure feelsright. Achy and full, but good… maybe?”
“Okay, so you’re not in pain now?” I gritted my teeth with the effort of staying still with her tightness around me.
“No, I just feel full. But I also feel like I need more.” She paused and looked up at me with a frown. “Mike, I don’t mean to tell you your business when clearly, I’m the inexperienced party here, but is it standard procedure to pause in the middle of intercourse for a full-on conversation? I mean, I thought there was a lot more movement involved?”
I let out a pained but relieved chuckle. “No, it’s notstandard procedure, but I wanted to check you were okay.” Of their own volition, my hips withdrew slightly and then thrust forward again.
