Page 65 of The Bodyguard
“You know you don’t need that. I mean, maybe you do. But I don’t. I’m on the pill. After that last…well, I know I’m not supposed to talk about other guys while your dick is hard and all, but I was tested, so I’m clean.”
The words ran through my brain.
You can come in her. You can come in her. You can COME.IN.HER.
“I’m tested every quarter. I’m also clean,” I mumbled. I thought about what it would mean. What it might feel like. What it might make me feel like. I had never had unprotected sex. Not even with Betty. She always insisted I wear a rubber.
She always insisted you wear a rubber because she knew she was fucking some other guy.
I waited for the rage to wash over me. The sense of betrayal. I couldn’t take Sabrina if I was in that kind of state. It wouldn’t be fair to her. Except then she pressed her front against my back. I could feel those hard nipples pushing against my skin. And her cheek against my back.
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to. Maybe you think it’s too intimate.”
My silence was inserting doubt into her mind. She was worried about how I was reacting to her suggestion. That was good, I thought. It meant she didn’t expect too much from me.
Because I didn’t have anything to give. I was broken and couldn’t be fixed. I had always known that.
I dropped the condom back into to the drawer and pulled her with me into the bathroom. I had a large shower stall. Big enough for four people to fit, if I’d been the type to indulge in that sort of thing. I wasn’t. I preferred to focus my attention on one woman at a time.
The water quickly got hot and I pushed Brin in before me. She squealed as the water hit her, but it was more out of shock than any discomfort. My girl liked to make noise. I was okay with that.
I got the soap in my hands quickly and started to lather it, running my hands up and down her body.
“Now my turn,” she said as she did the same. She was more careful with me. Careful to avoid my painfully hard dick. Just brushing her hands over my ass.
She’s still so new to this. I’m going to have to teach her everything.
I dipped my head and took her mouth. She moaned even as her hands went around my neck. When I reached between her thighs I could feel the heat and slickness, and I thought about how that was going to feel on my cock.
Unable to wait any longer, I turned her and pushed her hands against the wall of the shower. Then pulled her hips back toward me.
“Spread your legs a little more, baby.”
She did, and the sight of her braced, ready take my cock, nearly undid me.
“Is shower sex as good as other sex?” she asked.
I pushed my dick against her entrance and slid home. “You tell me,” I grunted and proceeded to fuck her into oblivion.
“Ohhhh. Unnnnnhhhh. Ahhhhhh. Garrett!”
My ears were ringing again. She was slapping her hands against the shower wall even as the hot water cascaded down around us. The heat of her body, her slick pussy, were unlike anything I had ever felt.
So tight. So wet. I reached around her hip and my thumb found her clit. “You need to come for me. Now, Brin.”
Because I wasn’t going to last. My back was tight and my balls felt like they were in my gut.
“Yesssssssyesssssyesssss,” she cried out.
She was squeezing me hard from the inside and my mind went blank. I thrust into her without restraint or control, and then I was coming, and the idea that I was pumping my cum deep into her body wrecked me.
I finally came down off the fucking high of my life, but I didn’t leave her. I wanted to stay inside her, keeping my cum inside of her, too.
That’s how it would be if we were trying to have a baby.
I forced myself to pull away then. She was breathing heavily, her hands still planted against the wall.
“Hold still. I’ll clean you up.” I took the washrag I hadn’t used on her body and looked down between her legs. There it was. Starting to slide down her inner thigh. What was this? This feeling that had basically been with me all day. And there, seeing my cum drip out of her body I realized what it was.
It was fucking hope.
