Page 56 of Worth the Risk

“God, I’ve missed your taste,” he moans.

Lifting one foot on the bed, I mentally prepare for what’s coming. He’s going to go hard. Hands on my hip, he nudges into me a few times and slams himself inside. He stops for a moment and pulls out slowly. He’s gentle at first before he loses all control. His pumps pick up in speed and send me out of my mind.

“Damn, you feel too good.”

He feels so good, too good and… different. That’s when I realize he didn’t put on a condom.

Shit. I’m not on any birth control.

“Leo, stop,” I yell. He stills, and I add, “Condom.”

He runs his hands through his hair. “Shit. Sorry, Kylie. You had me so worked up, I didn’t even think.” He pauses and asks, “Are you on birth control?”

“No.” Pregnancy is not the only thing to worry about.

“Fuck,” he says, startled as he pulls out and goes to the nightstand for a condom. Taking it out of the foil, he rolls it down his cock and positions himself behind me.

He enters me carefully. Once in, he picks up his pace until he’s slamming into me. He slides his hand down my back, and when he gets to the crack of my ass, he slides a finger between my cheeks. Something wet hits between my ass cheeks, and I realize he must have put his saliva there.

This will be a new sexual experience for me, but I’ve been curious about it since that night in the hot tub when I felt him stop there. He didn’t go any further, and I thought he would try again, but he hadn’t.

Will he tonight?

Am I ready for that?

He switches his finger with his thumb and rims my hole, the feeling foreign to me.

“Relax, it’s only my thumb. I promise you’ll enjoy it.” Trusting him, I ease up, and he gently inserts his thumb into my ass, pulling it in and out. It feels good—odd and full, but good—and I begin spiraling to my climax.

“You have no idea what this sight does to me. What you fucking do to me. I can’t get deep enough,” he moans while slamming into me.

His words have my arousal ramping up.

“Harder... I need more.” I whimper when he hits me with a powerful pump of his hips, then moan in pleasure.

“Fuck, Kylie. I’m about to blow, and I need you with me. Rub your clit.”

I do as he asks and reach down and rub myself.

My rubbing, his thumb, and his cock all working together have me on the verge of climax.

“Come for me. I need you with me. Milk my cock.” His words have my sex clenching in pleasure, and I erupt into a powerful orgasm, seeing spots and screaming out his name.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he swears.

His erection swells, and he releases into me.

Once he finishes, he pulls out his thumb and lies on my back, still twitching inside me.

When I wiggle underneath his body, which is now coated in a sheen of sweat, he rolls onto his back after gently pulling out of me, then throws his arm over his eyes, trying to calm his breathing.

“That was one hell of a welcome-home present,” he says a short time later after turning his head toward me.

“Wow,” I mouth.

“Yes, wow.”

We lie still, gazing at each other before he rolls onto his side to face me. He kisses my forehead before he gives me a gentle peck on the lips. “I didn’t get to give you a hello kiss.”

---