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WORM

W orm hasn’t been able to keep his hands off Allison all night. He’s had an insatiable need to be touching her every second and she hasn’t seemed to mind at all. He likes that, a lot.

They exit the stairwell on their floor. Taking her hand, Russell leads Allison down the hall to where their rooms are located. He pauses outside her door. She pulls her keycard out of her small clutch purse. He takes the card from her and unlocks her door, then follows her inside. She drops her purse on the dresser in the room as she spins to face him.

“Russell,” she says breathlessly as she leans toward him for a kiss. He accommodates her unspoken request with a long, deep kiss. Allison’s hands roam over his chest, around his waist, and up his broad back. Everywhere she touches him, she leaves a burning need.

Worm enjoys sex as much as the next guy, but he needs to do this right with Allison. She isn’t a quick fuck to ease a need kind of woman. No, Allison is the kind you take your time with and savor.

He’d been hasty the first time they were together, devouring her and getting her off pretty quickly, and the other times they’d enjoyed themselves something always seemed to get in the way before having full on intercourse.

Tonight, he isn’t going to rush it. They can’t really have a long-term relationship despite his growing attraction to her. They live on opposite sides of the country, but he has a deep-seated need to treat her respectfully, like the queen she is.

“Sugar,” he groans, dragging his mouth along her jaw to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. The need to be inside her is overwhelming, but he wants to be sure she’s ready for him. He makes quick work of getting her out of her clothes.

Just as he had suspected, she isn’t wearing panties. She's dripping wet for him when he slips his fingers into her heat. He’d been amazed at how wet she’d gotten when he’d eaten her out before and she isn’t going to disappoint him tonight.

“Please Russell,” Allison begs. “I need you.” Her sweet plea is his undoing. He loses his clothes, noting how she seems to be drinking him in with her eyes. “For a caveman, you are utterly gorgeous.” He flashes her a smile.

He’s never considered himself to be all that attractive, but he doesn’t consider himself to be ugly either. He is definitely fit. Being a Marine Raider, he doesn’t have much choice on the matter although he’s always enjoyed exercise. He hasn’t had many women turn him down when he’s asked them out in the past, but there is something about Allison finding him attractive that speaks to his inner caveman. He likes her looking at him that way.

Grabbing his wallet out of his pants pocket, he retrieves the condom he’s had in there for about a year. He hasn’t been with anyone in quite a long time. With all the stress from looking after his mom and siblings, he hasn’t taken the time to meet someone. He prefers a friends with benefits arrangement to a string of one night stands, not to say he hasn’t had a few of those over the years, but it’s not his usual style.

“Let me.” Allison takes the condom from him. She grips his cock, stroking it firmly. He can’t hold back the moan. It feels incredible having her hands on him. She tears the package and fumbles a bit as she rolls it on his hardened length. “Damn sugar you’re gonna make me cum before I get inside you.”

“We can’t have that,” she says as she gives him a wicked grin. Laying back on the bed, she spreads her legs in invitation. He stares down at her taking in just how beautiful she looks. Her nipples are hard, standing at attention, begging for him to take them into his mouth. “Come on caveman. Don’t keep me waiting.”

Not wanting to disappoint her, he climbs over her settling between her legs. She moans when his hardened cock bumps against her sex. “Please, don’t torture me,” she whines. He takes her pouting mouth in a passionate kiss.

“I’d never torture you, sugar,” Russell rasps when he breaks the kiss. “You are too precious for that.” He rests his weight on his left forearm beside her, while taking his cock in his right hand to notch it at her entrance.

“Are you ready for me?” Her face lights up with delight as she nods her head. He pushes inside her heat a couple of inches. Damn she’s tight. He pulls out to the tip. Taking her right leg, he puts it up over his shoulder as he presses forward again. This time he goes all the way in, balls deep.

“Fuck you feel amazing!”

“Yes, Russell! Fuck me!” Allison lifts her hips, causing him to sink even further inside her. “Oh! Yes, that’s so good. More. I need more.” Her pleas have him moving. He pulls out to thrust back in. She lifts and tilts her hips with each stroke, matching him, thrust for thrust. He picks up speed, chasing his pleasure. Allison is moaning his name, crying out when he hits that sensitive spot inside her.

Allison is amazing. Worm can’t ever remember sex feeling this good. Being with Allison feels like the first time all over again. He drives deep and she takes him, nothing but pleasure on her face. She’s getting close. Her walls are getting tighter. He needs her to get there because he isn’t going to last much longer. She feels too good for him to hold back.

Snaking his hand between them to find her clit, he circles it a few times, noting how she moans. He loves the sexy sounds she makes. She isn’t shy about expressing what she likes. He keeps circling her clit. “Oh God! Russell, I’m going to come!”

Pressing down on her clit hard, he drives deep. “RUSSELL!” Her walls fluttering around him, triggers his own release. Cum shoots out of him as he buries himself deep.

Worm feels it. The moment the condom breaks, but he feels too good to pull out. The damage is already done, no need to ruin the moment. He pumps his hips a few times, wringing out more of his seed. Keeping their bodies joined, Worm shifts his body, resting his weight to one side so he doesn’t crush her. He has always prided himself on being strong, but Allison has drained him with one amazing round of sex. He’s no longer able to hold himself up.

It’s going to take a few minutes to recover, but he definitely wants them to do it again and again. He might not let her get any sleep tonight.

“You alright, sugar?” he asks when he can speak without sounding like an asthmatic. Allison hums, pressing a kiss to his bare chest. Without thinking, he kisses the top of her head. He’s never been one to be overly affectionate with his lovers in the past, making sure they knew up front, he was only there for sex. Not that he was an asshole to his partners, but he didn’t want them to get the wrong idea, believing there could be more.

However, with Allison, he has a compulsion to touch her, hold her, kiss her. It’s almost scary how much he wants her. A relationship between them would be impossible, but that doesn’t keep him from wanting it. He should be freaking out over the condom breaking.

His hard cock is still buried in her heat. He should have already pulled out, but he hasn’t. He doesn’t know if that will increase the chance of pregnancy or not. Something else he should be worried about, but for some strange reason he isn’t. An image of Allison glowing, her belly rounded with his growing child, flashes in his mind. He shakes his head to stop thinking along those lines. They hardly know one another. Yet, he feels like he has always known her.

“Are you alright?” Allison peers up at him with concern. He nods. “You got tense there for a second. Are you sure?” He again nods with a sigh.

“I’m okay, sugar, but I need to tell you…the condom broke.” He stares down at her watching her closely for her reaction. Shock covers her face. Her beautiful mouth is a perfect ‘O’. “I’m sorry. It’s been in my wallet for a long while.” She blinks a few times. “I’m clean. We get tested regularly and I haven’t gone bare with anyone since I was a teenager.” She nods thoughtfully. “Allison?”

“I’m clean, too,” she says, eventually, seeming to have gotten over the shock. “I haven’t been with anyone since my last GYN checkup, and everything was negative,” Allison mumbles, still looking lost in thought. Her eyes fly up to meet his. “I’m not on birth control, though.”

His eyes widen. The very thought he’d had, could, in fact, be a possibility. “Don’t worry about it though,” she rushes to assure him. “I’ll get a Plan B pill at the pharmacy in the morning.”

He nods, feeling relief, but also a bit disappointed. Pushing that thought away, he reminds himself he has no business thinking of getting someone pregnant. He has his mother and sisters to look after. He doesn’t have time for another diversion in his already overly complicated life.

“Hey?” He meets her gaze once again. “I promise. I’ll get the pill. You don’t have to worry.” He realizes his silence has caused her to think he didn’t believe her. He hates that he’s made her feel worried or make her doubt his trust in her.

“I’m not worried, you won’t get the pill, sugar,” he assures her. “I know you aren’t looking to get knocked up by a Marine you hardly know. I just feel bad I didn’t protect you. I should have known the condom was too old.”

“Too old?” She frowns again. “How long has it been in your wallet?”

A blush blooms on his face. He is a healthy young man. He doesn’t go around bragging about his sexual experiences, but it is a bit embarrassing for him to admit it’s been more than a year since he has been with anyone other than his hand.

“Over a year,” he answers, because he will not lie to her. She looks even more shocked.

“Russell? I…I don’t know what to say,” she stammers. “I mean there’s nothing wrong with it. It’s been even longer for me, but I’d just assumed you had a long line of women eager to please you.” He scoffs and chuckles a little at her assessment.

“It isn’t that I haven’t had the offers, but with everything going on with my family, I just haven’t been interested,” he answers as honestly as he can. “There are plenty of bar flies around base that will willingly take a military man home for the night just to say that they fucked one, but they don’t do it for me anymore.” She arches a brow at him.

“When I was younger, fresh out of boot camp, I indulged,” he admits. “Probably more than I should have, but I wasn’t as disciplined back then. In recent years, seeing Wallace, Hawk and the others find someone who loves them as they are…well it made me see what I’ve been missing out on. Then, when my dad died, my priorities shifted. I had more important things to do than, hook up for a night.” Allison has the strangest look on her face.

“You’re a good man, Russell Chapman.” He shakes his head, but she doesn’t give him the chance to argue. “Yes, you are. You love your mom and your sisters. They are your main concern, as they should be. That is to be admired, not to be looked down on.” She kisses him again, shifting her body slightly which causes his cock to slip out. He can feel the wetness of their combined release leaking out of her.

Pulling back from her, “Let me clean us both up,” he says, slipping out of bed and heading into the bathroom. He turns on the sink to let it run until the water is warm, while he removes the ruined condom, dropping it in the trash. He wets a cloth and washes himself, quickly, then grabs another cloth, making sure it is warm before heading out to the bed.

Allison is still spread out on display for him. He pauses, staring down at the evidence of their activities between her thighs. She reaches for the cloth, but he pulls it back. “Let me?” She stares at him for a beat, but then nods her consent.

He takes his time, cleaning her up, while wondering if he has ruined their night. He doesn’t have another condom. She likely won’t be interested in another round without one, even though she’s planning on taking the pill in the morning.

When he’s sure she’s clean, he returns the cloth to the bathroom. He walks back to the bed, taking a seat next to her. Allison looks up at him, expectantly. “Do you want me to leave?” he manages to ask, hearing the longing in his own voice, dreading her telling him to leave.

“No.” She reaches for him, pulling him down to her and kissing him aggressively. She suddenly breaks the kiss, pulling back to look at him. “Do you want to leave?” Now she is the one with hesitation in her voice.

“No, I want to fuck you again, but I don’t have another condom. Are you okay with that?” She gives him a sultry smile.

“Yeah, I’m okay with it.”

“Good, because I’ve not had nearly enough of you, sugar.” Russell rolls her back onto the bed to devour her. He takes his time, exploring her curvy body, teasing, and working her up. Allison takes her time exploring him, too. They spend several hours, pleasuring one another, until, at last, they fall into an exhausted sleep.