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A tickle of dissatisfaction plays against my desire.I want to be the one begging… Fuck. I push that thought away and lift my hips. Connor’s cock springs up, the tip pressing against my sensitive opening. I brace my hands against his thick chest and slowly lower myself onto him. Connor looks down at where he’s pushing into me as I impale myself fully. I hiss and rock against him, the burn of the stretch now familiar and welcome. His eyes go wide.

“Wait, shit. We forgot a condom.” He pulls me off him and grabs his pants, fishing in the pocket for one. “Fuck…” He fumbles with the small foil packet, obviously in a desire-filled haze.

I take the condom from him and open it before slowly sliding it down his length. Moving back over him, I slam my hips back down. I cry out at the feeling of being full and take his hands, putting them on my hips.

“Dig your fingers into me… please.” I press his fingers into my hips, showing him what I want. He moans as he rocks his hips beneath me and tightens his grip a little.

“More… Please?” I beg, needing that thrill of pain.

Again, he increases the pressure, but it’s still not enough. I lift and drop down hard onto him. Connor cries out and thrusts beneath me, his nails digging deep.

“Shit, did I hurt you?” Connor asks, easing his grip and pulling back a little.

“Do it again. Fuck. Please?” I slam my hips down harder, getting wetter for him. When he digs his nails in again, I throw my head back, pleasure radiating through my body. I drag my nails down his chest, riding him harder and faster. I crave that bite of pain with my pleasure, but he is giving me just quick tastes that keep my orgasm just out of reach.

“Gods, Connor… More!”

“Summer. Fuck…” He digs his finger in hard and pulls me down as he thrusts up, slamming his length deep into my belly. My orgasm teeters on the edge and then surges through me, my whole body bowing from the pleasure. Connor roars, the tight clench of my body sending him into his own release.

I circle my hips, pulling every last bit of pleasure from both of us before slumping forward, my sweat-slicked body pressing against his.

Connor runs his finger through my hair, panting as we both come down from our orgasms. “Fuck…” He moans as he presses his lips to my forehead.

I laugh softly. “Did I make it worth it?”

“You have no fucking idea, babe.”

I laugh and then roll off him, allowing him to get up. I cover myself with my sheet as he stands on shaky legs, pulling on his pants.

“Con?”

“Hm?” He glances at me, his lips pulled into a satisfied smile.

“Why did you freak out so much when you realized about the condom?” I look away, feeling my cheeks heat. “I mean, we’re not sleeping with anyone else.”

Connor sits on the edge of the bed, brushing a lock of my hair away from my face. “Well, we’ve never spoken about it, and I didn’t want to just jump to it without discussing it with you.”

I nod. “Okay, well, give your parents my love.”

“Babe.” He waits for me to look at him, “Feeling you without a condom was… fuck. I want more.” I search his eyes. “Do you not want to use condoms anymore?”

I tilt my head, watching him. “Well, we’re exclusive. Plus, I have the contraceptive rune. So?—”

Connor leans in, kissing me hard. “Then we won’t use them anymore.”

I pull back, cupping his cheek. “Were you going to talk to me about it?”

Connor thinks for a moment. “I’ve never done it without one before.”

“Me neither, but I’ve also never been a girlfriend before.”

“I like being your first,” Connor says with a wide smile.

“You should get back to your parents.” I laugh and kiss him again.

Connor pouts a little. “But I’ll miss you.”

I trace the strong line of his jaw with my lips.