Page 58 of Micro
“So take it off,” I hissed at him, already pulling at the buttons of the shirt he wore over a t-shirt. I wanted his body, I wanted to see and feel his skin against mine, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, but if we only had now, I’d settle for as much of him as I could get.
“Babe, what are ya doing?”
“I want you, and I think you’ve made me wait long enough,” I practically whined, knowing I was pouting at him, but I was desperate to not miss what might be my only chance with him.
“Soph, we’re in a fucking van, it’s hardly what I wanted for our first time together.”
What if it’s our only time? I wanted to scream that at him, but in some ways he made sense, and if it was our only time, it made even more sense.
I wasn’t in the mood for making sense though, or to be willing to listen to it. I wanted him, and I was done waiting.
Thirty-One
Look,I’vebeentryingto be a good guy, and not fall on old habits, and shit, but right now there’s a fucking gorgeous woman who wants me, another one who’s way too fucking good for me, and so my good intentions went out the window. I helped her get my bloody shirt off, tossing it aside, and then her hands were on my jeans, and I fucking let her, because as much as I didn’t want this to be happening in a van, with fucking Tommy in earshot, I didn’t want to put this off any longer.
Soph straddled my legs, as she fought with the zip on my jeans, and I couldn’t help chuckling at her eagerness to get at my cock.
“Shut up and help me, dammit!”
I took her demand as a reason to get my hands up under her t-shirt, to stroke and play with her tits, while she finally got my zip down, and slid a hand inside, cupping my dick through my underwear. Fucking underwear. If I hadn’t worn that, her hand would be on the bare flesh of my cock, skin against skin. Skin…fuck. It was over before it began, andno, not for that reason.
“Babe, I don’t have a condom with me, we can’t.”
“I don’t care,” she hissed again, and I caught her hands, lifting them away from my desperate fucking dick.
“Babe, you’re thinking with your pussy right now. You said you keep forgetting your birth control?”
She started giggling and shook her head. “No, I don’t care. I just need you right now, if this is all we get, I need you, Micro, please.”
“Jesus, babe, you could get pregnant. Are you thinking this through?”
She shrugged, pulling free to shove her jacket off, and reaching for the hem of her t-shirt.
“The fuck!” I stopped her again and she practically growled at me.
“Will you stop it! Or… or do you just not want me? Am I forcing you into something? I can’t be that person, so you need to tell me.”
For fuck’s sake! I slammed my lips against hers, dragging her fully into my lap and tight against me, trying to put everything I was feeling into this kiss, since we couldn’t fuck without fucking protection. The last time I fucked was without protection, and it was stupid then, and it’d be even more stupid to risk Soph like that.
“Please,” she whispered against my lips, trying again to remove her t-shirt.
“I swear to fuck if you remove that top, I’ll kill Tommy, is that what you want?”
She froze, her eyebrows drawing together for a moment before she caught my meaning.
“Oh. We don’t want that. What I do want though is something only you can give me.”
As the last of my willpower dissipated, I wondered where the fuck it had come from anyway, because it was her,Sophie, and I’d wanted inside her since I first realised I still had all my junk after the accident.
I gripped her face with my hand and pulled it closer to mine.
“I can’t finish in you. We have no condom, you’re not exactly consistent with the pill, and fuck… my last time was unprotected, I shouldn’t be doing this at all.”
“I don’t care,” she protested, and I gently shook her head a little.
“What if I give you something?”
“I don’t care, whether it’s a fucking baby or something else.I need you. I need to be with you before I lose you. I can always take the morning after pill if I have to.”
