Page 42 of Another Last Call
“You’re fucking soaked,” he grunted.
“I need you.”
He withdrew his fingers and unbuttoned his jeans quickly, dropping them to the floor followed quickly by his boxers. His cock was jutting out, fully erect, and weeping pre-cum already.
I licked my lips as I saw it, eager to have him inside me, and reached for him.
“Mags, wait.” He stopped, his hands on my bare thighs. “I don’t have… do you have a condom on you?”
Fuck.
I didn’t think I even had any left upstairs in the apartment.
I stared at him for a moment, heart racing.
I wanted him. I needed his cock inside me. I felt like I’d collapse in a pool of unrequited angst if I didn’t have it.
“Don’t come inside me,” I said.
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Maggie
Caleblookeddownatmy glistening pussy. He hesitated again. “Are you sure?”
“Are you?” I asked.
“Fuck. Yes. I’m not… I’ve never had any STIs or anything. I haven’t done it without one before. Ever.”
“Me neither. But I’m on the pill, and just… I trust you. Don’t come inside me.”
“Tell me to stop,” he said again.
I shook my head. “Fuck me, Caleb. I need you. Please.”
His hands pushed my thighs apart and suddenly he was buried inside me, skin against mine, no barrier between the throbbing of his smooth cock and the sensitive walls of my pussy. I looked down and gaped at the sight of my pussy lips stretched around his bare cock. The heat, the sensation… maybe it was just the knowledge that there wasn’t anything at all between us, but everything felt different.
That was the only moment that wasn’t about raw, lustful pleasure. Caleb’s breath came in short gasps as we both stared at his cock inside me. He looked up, eyes full of desire and concern.
“Are you okay?” he breathed.
“Yes. Are you?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Now fuck me already, would you?”
Just like that, we were back to being creatures of instinct. Caleb pounded inside me as I leaned back, my arms bracing me against the bar as he fucked me hard and fast and so fuckingdeep. My breasts were thrust forward, and he grabbed at them, squeezing hard through the fabric as he pumped in and out of my dripping pussy.
The feeling of his cock inside me was pure pleasure, and I knew I was going to come. The hollow ache in my stomach became a dam, and Caleb’s cock was there to break it. As he dug his fingers into my tits, I grew closer and closer, high-pitched cries coming from my throat as he embedded his cock inside me.
“Are you gonna come for me?” he asked stupidly, like it wasn’t completely obvious I was clinging to his body and already starting to tremble.
But I was a bit too distracted to come up with some kind of snarky response.
“Yes,” I gasped. “I’m so close.”
He let go of my breasts and grabbed the bar behind me, leaning in as he shoved his cock inside me.
