“Wait,” I said. I couldn’t look at him, but I needed to ask. I wanted to feel him, and not between a layer of latex. “I’m on birth control. I have an IUD,” I said. “And I’m clean. I’m sure of it. Would you want to . . .” I trailed off, not able to finish my thought.
Shit.What the hell was happening? Where was the confident and assertive Carolina Ramirez? Being naked with each other had seemed to reduce both of us to repressed personality traits we avoided in our everyday lives and careers.
“Carolina, you are my every dream come true,” Hector said and finished peeling off my thong. I welcomed him with open thighs as he found his way back on top of me.
One of his hands went to the back of my head, holding me in place for a kiss, just as he had earlier in the night. The tip of his cock played at my entrance, and I writhed beneath him, trying to get him deeper inside me. I groaned in his mouth, and my reward was another inch of him.
He pushed in slowly, stretching me inch by inch in the most gentle way. I was so wet that there was nothing but pleasure, and just when I didn’t think he could possibly go inside me any deeper, he thrust in another inch, and then another.
I hunkered down, taking in his cock and adjusting to the size. I’d never been with a man this big, and I thought it might be painful when I first saw him, but it wasn’t. It was the most delicious stretch of my life.
“Are you okay?” he asked between kisses.
“Yes,” I said, and my legs wrapped around him, my ankles pushing on his ass so I could have him deeper.
“Yes, ma’am,” he said teasingly, and pulled out of me almost entirely, then drove in again with force.
I screamed his name and cursed in the same breath, and he was amused by all of it. He was paying close attention, finding my eyes even when I tried to look away. He was studying me. He wanted to know what my body reacted to—what I liked. Hector Medina was conducting research on my body.
He pulled out again, this time staying away, with only his tip inside me. “Please, Hector,pleasecome back,” I begged.
His mouth found me first, and he drove his tongue in my mouth before he drove his cock deep inside again. I moaned into his mouth, my eyes shut tight, and that coil started building again.
My legs tightened around him, and I dug my fingertips in his back—luckily, like all doctors, I had short nails and didn’t scratch him. Or at least I didn’t think I had.
I took my mouth away from him, gasping for air, and my head rolled back as the second orgasm hit. My pussy tightened around him as I came, and it only made him thrust harder, sending me over the edge again.
He was wild now, his eyes darkened like a sinister, other-worldly being as he pounded into me. My pussy was still contracting from the orgasm when he plunged deep inside me and remained there. A groan that escaped from deep within him followed as he came shortly after I did. I realized he’d been trying to hold out until I came again—like a gentleman.
He pressed his forehead to my collar bone and tried to catch his breath. My arms embraced him around the neck, and I couldn’t help running my fingers through his hair.
“I’m never letting you get away again,” he said between breaths and while he was still inside me. He kissed my left breast and looked up at me. “But more importantly, I’ll never again give you a reason to want to go.”