I only nod. Prepared to have him completely filling me.
Unprepared for the pain that consumes me as he breaks through my barrier.
“I got you Jersey girl.”
Killian
She’s tight as a God damned vice. Nearly ripping my cock right off as I take her virginity. Her entire body is tense as I fight for the control I need not to pound her through the mattress and into the floor.
When she asked me to put a condom on I nearly cried. I wanted nothing between us as I make love to her the first time. If she wants one after, then I will.
No, scratch that, I won’t.
Her walls start to pulse around my cock and I know I need to feel that erotic heat every time I enter her body. There’s no way a condom will do.
When she’d blurted that she wasn’t on the pill an image of her pregnant immediately popped in my mind and I’d nearly come on the spot. Nothing would make me happier than to give her a piece of me she could never get from someone else.
Her hips wiggle and I know she’s ready for me to move again. Slowly at first, so as not to hurt her. Jersey’s heels dig into my ass and I know my girl is getting impatient for more of her man.
What’s a guy to do but give her what she wants?
“I got you Jersey girl,” whispering into her ear, I pick up the pace of my thrusts, ensuring I hit her secret spot every time. Her breath hitches and she mewls with every touch.
“Oh Killian,” her breathy moans in my ear fuel me on.
Soon enough my control has snapped and my hips are like pistons as I pummel her warm cunt. The smell of sex is pungent in the air as my hands roam her body, and my lips kiss and suck on her neck. Her nails dig into my sides when I hit her sweet spot repeatedly.
“I’m going to come Killian,” she cries, her voice rising.
“Come for me,” I encourage her.
Her body tenses, her eyes close, warmth floods my cock as she screams out her pleasure. The desire rippling through her body has me nearing explosion as she continues coming in my arms. The sight of her, the feel of her while she loses control is a heady feeling I can’t contain and I feel the tell tale tingling in my spine as my body races to the finish line.
“Let go Killian,” she leans forward to whisper in my ear, sucking the lobe into her mouth and I do exactly as she asks. I empty my seed into her supple body.
Her hands skillfully massage my tense back as I groan through my release. I can feel my semen splash inside of her in long jets of fluid. By the time I’m finished I’ve released so much inside of Jersey that it’s gushing out around us.
“God damn,” I mutter again. At a complete loss of words for what we’ve shared. Pulling back from her I see blood smeared on my cock and instantly feel bad for being the cause. My eyes dart up to her face to apologize. When I see the happy smile on her lips, and stars in her eyes, I know I don’t need to.
“That was wonderful,” she whispers as I lay down beside her. We’re both oblivious to the fact it’s the middle of the day, and we’re laying nude on top of her blankets, covered in sweat and smelling of sex.
“It was everything,” I tell her.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I was right, the first time she wrote me, I knew she was different. I knew she would be mine.
She’ll always be mine.
Epilogue
Killian
3 years later.
I’m watching my now two-year-old son, Jared, playing in the front yard while my beautiful wife is at work when the mail comes along. Seeing a letter addressed to Capt. K. St. James, I’m worried. I haven’t seen that title in almost three years.
Sitting on the porch where I can still watch Jared on his jungle gym, I tear through the envelope as surprise and overwhelming love erupt through me.