“Sleep?” he asked me.
I nodded.
He slipped his hand under the back of my tank top. “If I go with you back to my bed, I will fuck you again. So my question is do you want to go back to sleep?”
I had always thought using the word fuck instead of sex was crude. Until now. When Saul said it, all my female parts felt a thrill and became very alert.
“I want to go to your bed,” I replied honestly.
Saul said nothing but led me up the stairs and down the hallway to his bedroom. When I heard the door click shut behind me, I turned to look at him. He reached for my waist but grabbed my shirt instead, taking it off and tossing it on the floor. My bra came next then he took a moment to look at my breasts before taking my hand and pulling me toward the bed.
He took his shirt off then his gaze went to my shorts. “Better leave those on,” he said. “I’m going to let you sleep first.”
“Are you going to stay?” I asked him disappointed. My body was aching now and I wasn’t sure I could sleep.
“Yeah,” he said and moved me to the side of the bed then pulled back the covers he had straightened while I was gone.
I sat down and took off my shoes then moved to get under the covers. Saul slid in beside me and shifted so my back was pressed against his chest. His arm sat just below my breasts and I closed my eyes, trying not to think about how incredible last night had been.
Saul’s arm moved and brushed the underside of my breasts, causing me to inhale sharply. Every square inch of my body was sensitive.
“Henley,” he said his voice tense.
“Yes?”
“You need sleep,” he told me. “Don’t wiggle.”
“I’m not wiggling,” I said, turning my head to look back at him. However, the movement caused my left breast to move right over his hand that had been resting too close.
He lifted his body up and pressed my back to the mattress as he came over me. “Yeah, you are,” he said then lowered his mouth to mine to kiss me hard.
I moaned and arched into him, opening my legs so his body fit between them easily. His kiss became more aggressive as he pushed his erection against me. Our shorts were suddenly the enemy. I wanted them off. I wanted him inside me again.
He tore his mouth from mine. “Fuck,” he growled and his hands went to my shorts. They were sliding down my legs along with my panties in seconds. Then he was shoving his down and kicking them off the bed. “You make me crazy,” he said, lowering himself back over me.
It wasn’t until I felt him at my entrance, sliding inside, that our eyes locked and we realized he wasn’t wearing a condom. “GOD that feels incredible,” he groaned frozen.
Yes, it did feel incredible but there was no protection. I wasn’t on birth control and then there was his previous sexual partners to worry about. “Condom,” I whispered hating to bring it up.
He inhaled sharply and then looked directly into my eyes. “I’ve never been with anyone unprotected. Ever.”
Was he asking me to do this without a condom? As much as I wanted to be with him I wasn’t sure I could do this. I said nothing but stared up into his eyes wishing I knew the right words to say.
“Henley, I would never do anything to harm you. I swear.”
“I’m not on birth control,” I said softly.
I could see him clench his jaw as he looked at me. “I’ll pull out.”
I didn’t know all the details of sex but I did know that if he didn’t come inside me then I wouldn’t get pregnant. At least I was pretty sure that was required. I wish I had asked my mother questions about this now. Saul looked to be in physical pain as he held himself over me not moving. Waiting on me. I had to decide. I knew that making him stop and get a condom was the smart thing. His blue eyes appeared to be pleading with me. I was weak.
Unable to stop myself, I lifted my hips and he sank in deeper. His eyes closed tightly and he appeared to be in pure agony as a low and long groan came from his chest. “HOLY FUCK!” he shouted. His arms were trembling as he held himself over me.
Watching him made my pleasure increase. Lifting both legs, I wrapped them around his hips and pulled him down. He filled me completely then. Saul cursed again and he hands fisted into the sheets beside my head.
“You’re so fucking wet and hot,” he said between his teeth. “I’ve never,” he was breathing fast and hard, “never been without one,” he finished. “Damn nothing has ever felt this good.”