Page 71 of Unwrapped

I kiss my way up her body, and settle between her thighs. My cock is so hard it aches, the head slick with pre-cum, and I line myself up at her entrance, letting myself feel her wetness on the head of my cock with no condom. Nothing between us. The thought is unbearably erotic.

But I reach for the bedside table, where I’ve already put a box of condoms, and grab one, rolling it on. I reposition myself between her legs and push into her pussy as her back arches and she gasps.

“God, Sophie.” My voice is wrecked. “You feel . . . Christ, you feel incredible.”

She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. “Yes, Vince,” she whispers. “God, you feel so good.”

I thrust slow and deep, watching her face, her eyes locked on mine, her lips parted. Each stroke draws a soft sound from her throat. Her pussy grips me on the outstroke, then there’s the slick heat on the inward push, the subtle contractions of her inner muscles as she gets more aroused. It’s obscene how good it feels. How right.

“I want you on top,” I tell her, rolling onto my back and pulling her over on top of me so that she’s straddling my hips. She sinks down onto my cock, her head falling back, her pert breasts right in my line of sight. Her hair comes loose from its updo, dark strands tumbling around her shoulders. I love seeing her polished look from the ballroom come undone as she becomes caught up in the moment. Her hands brace on my chest as her body takes me, setting a pace that has me gripping her hips.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” I groan. “I can’t get enough of you. That tight, wet pussy of yours . . . I think about it constantly.”

She moans my name.

“Fuck,” I growl as she rides me. “I want to be inside you with nothing between us.” The words come out rough. “Coming inside you. Filling you up. Fucking you raw.”

Her fingers dig into my chest.

“Would you like that, baby? Feeling Daddy’s cock inside of you like that, no barrier? Getting filled up with his cum?”

“Yes.” She gasps as she replies. “Yes, Daddy. I want your cum.” My cock gets even harder.

“Oh God, Sophie,” I groan as I hold her hips and fuck up into her. God, she feels so fucking good.

Then, suddenly, she says quietly, “It’s a safe point in my cycle.”

I almost think I didn’t hear her correctly. “What?”

“It’s not, you know . . . my fertile window. If you wanted to . . .”

My entire body goes tight. My cock throbs inside her pussy so hard that for a second I can’t speak. The thought of being inside her bare, skin against skin, no latex between us—Christ.

I sit up, wrapping my arms around her, and roll us both over again.

“Are you serious?” I ask, looking deep into her eyes, my voice husky. “You want to have unprotected sex?”

“Yes,” she says without hesitation. “I want all of you, Vince.”

“Jesus Christ.” I’m pulling out immediately, trying to roll the condom down my hard cock without snapping it against my shaft. I can barely do it, and she laughs, sitting up to help me.

Between us, we get it off and I drop it to the floor. Then I lay her back and press the head of my cock against her, bare, and push in.

The heat is immediate and shocking—skin against skin, wet and hot and so fucking tight I have to grit my teeth. She makes a small sound, her inner muscles fluttering around me, and I pause, letting myself feel it. I can feel every ridge, every pulse of blood through my cock, in a way I never could with a barrier. She’s so slick, so fucking tight and perfect, her body accepting me inch by inch until I’m fully seated.

“Yes, baby,” I moan helplessly. “This is what Daddy wants.”

“Fuck,” she breathes. “Oh fuck, Vince, it’s so much⁠—”

I push in again, hardly believing what I’m feeling. How good it is, how hot her skin is. Thinking about how I’m going to come inside her, and about how my cum will be dripping out of her all night. Jesus, my cock is throbbing. I fuck her harder and harder, in the way I’ve wanted to for far too long, and then I can feel the pressure building at the base of my spine, coiling tighter with every thrust. My balls are drawing up, my breath coming fast and hard, and I know I’m not going to last.

“Sophie,” I groan. “I’m going to come. Daddy’s going to come inside you, baby girl. I can’t stop.”

“Please,” she gasps. “Please, Daddy, come inside me. Fill me up.”

Fuck! Pleasure slams through me, momentarily blinding me. I groan, my hips jerking, burying myself as deep as I can get, and feel the surge of heat flooding her.

“Take Daddy’s cum,” I choke out, as my cock pulses inside her pussy, emptying. “Fuck yes. Take every drop.”