“Kind of,” she responded, her eyes closed, leaning into my kisses.
I chuckled, which had the fantastic effect of further rubbing my dick against her wetness. “What does that mean?”
She opened her eyes, shaking herself out of whatever world she was just in. “I have an IUD.”
“An IUD?”
“Intrauterine device.”
“It’s a birth control?”
A small smile quirked up the sides of her lips. “Yeah, it’s inserted into the uterus and mine has a low dose of hormone that works as a birth control and helps women with painful cycles.”
“And you have to put it in every time? Before sex?”
She giggled and shook her head. “Not unless I become a contortionist. A doctor does it and it can stay in for years.”
“This conversation went sideways fast,” I said, making her burst out laughing. Her breasts jiggled in the most alluring way.
“We can stop if you want.”
“It didn’t go that far sideways,” I said before kissing her neck again. “If you want me to use a condom, just say. I’m clean, though.”
Her head shook from side to side. “No, it’s fine. I’m clean, too.”
I set my forehead on her upper chest, taking a minute to settle the hell down. The thought of being inside Gigi with nothing between us was almost too much for me to imagine. I always used a condom, but with G, I didn’t want to.
No, I really didn’t want to.
Just my skin next to her slippery, wet, pussy.
I inhaled a deep breath, feeling slightly more in control. Rising up on one arm, I used my other hand to guide my cock to the core of her heat. I grazed the head of my dick up against her clit, then back down to where I’d wanted to be for weeks now.
Yeah, I wanted this so much, but I knew afterward, everything would change between us. Was I ready for that to happen? Would things be weird between us after I’d fucked her and come inside of her?
Nerves got the best of me, and I was frozen with what to do. I had the most beautiful woman underneath me, legs spread, pussy wet, begging for my cock—and all I could do was second guess myself.
“Is—ah—everything okay?” Gigi whispered, her hands rubbing down my shoulders and arms.
I stared at her, those dark eyes of hers shinning back at me.
Truth.
“Everything’s going to change after we do this,” I sputtered out, unblinking, looking into her eyes for the answer.
But I was wrong. It wasn’t her eyes that held the answer, it was her smile. And her words. “Tout a déjà changé, Beauregard,” she said, with a smile that broke my heart. She was correct, though. Everything had already changed. Doing this with her now would either cement what we already shared or…
This felt good. It felt right. I was far from the best decision maker in the world, but Gigi was. If she was willing to take this risk with me, then I was willing to do the same for her. My earrings—her earrings, flashed the light from the candle at me and I grinned down at her.
“Et ça va changer encore plus, maintenant,” I said, telling her the truth—it was going to change even more, now. She nodded, giving me a smile I’d never seen on her before. “Prêt, Geneviève?” I asked, hoping she was more than ready, because I certainly was.
She pushed up so her lips touched mine. “Oui,” she whispered, then kissed me tenderly as her fingers touched my face.
It was too much.
I pushed myself into her. It wasn’t slow. It wasn’t fast. But before I knew it, I was fully seated inside of her. Her pussy was unbelievably tight around me, squeezing and gripping me with purpose. I pulled back as far as I could before thrusting back in.
“So fucking tight, so fucking beautiful,” I panted, driving into her with a slow, steady pace now. Her hips rising to meet me, right on time, never missing a beat of our enchanting rhythm. “You okay, G?” I asked, watching her face as I plunged inside of her.