Page 72 of Husband to Go

Oh shit.

Thankfully, I do have some condoms in my bedroom. Sleeping with older women protected me from pregnancies, but there are a bunch of other things you have to consider.

“I’m going to go grab some protection,” I growl.

She smiles at me, and my dick hardens.

“Okay.”

I head back to bedroom and rustle through my drawers. I find my pack and pull a rubber out, seriously contemplating this decision. I know it’s one I want to make because Kylie is absolutely perfect for me.

I go back to the living room with the little foil packet. Kylie hops off of the couch and takes the condom from me. She looks at it, turning it so she can see both sides.

“Can I put it on for you?” she asks in a soft voice. The thought of her hands on my cock is enough to get me totally fired up.

“Of course,” I rumble. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her into me. I’m already fully erect. My sweatpants are generous, but my dick is still feeling the strain.

I lean down and kiss the only woman to ever capture my heart so fully. Her hand cups my rod over my sweatpants, rubbing back and forth over the hard length.

“Do you know how much I love your cock?”

I grin.

“No, tell me.”

She smiles wickedly, and then presses her lips to mine.

“I love it in my mouth, in my ass, and I know I’m going to love it in my pussy.” She kisses me again, biting down on my bottom lip. I can’t control myself anymore, and I bend down to pick Kylie up. She shrieks when I lift her off the ground.

“Tanner!”

Her legs wrap around my waist. I move us into the kitchen and place her down on the counter. Kylie uses her foot to push me away from her little, and I take a few steps back, giving her a full view.

“Take off your pants,” she commands.

I do what she asks, removing my bottoms and kicking them away into some corner. Her eyes scan down my body, pausing at the bulge in my boxers.

“Take off your shirt,” is her next command. I pull my t-shirt over my head, throwing it over my shoulder. I’m standing before Kylie in nothing but my skivvies, and I think she’s enjoying being fully clothed while looking over my naked body.

She holds up the condom between her two fingers.

“Let me put this on you.” I walk back up to her, and Kylie navigates me out of my boxers. They slide down my leg, and my dicks pops out like a huge club. It looks unbelievably aggressive. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten the chance to watch Kylie orgasm, and now I’m ready to listen to her scream.

She tears open the packet and rolls the condom down my shaft. Just the slight touch of her hand makes my dick jump, and I feel some precum seeping out.

Kylie pulls her shirt off and then lifts her skirt, so it bunches up at her waist. She draws circles over her bra, inching towards her nipple. They poke through her bra like hard little rocks, begging to be licked.

No longer able to stand back and watch her, I move between her legs, pushing them open by grabbing at her knees. She stretches wide, her pussy ready to be taken, so lush and wet. Shit. There are so many places I could start on this glorious body of hers. I want to touch her everywhere at once, but I know that’s not possible.

As a result, I start with her breasts. I push the straps off her shoulder and then unhook her bra at the back. It falls forward, landing on the floor and I let out a groan of lust. Her tits are absolutely perfect with pert pink nipples against alabaster skin. I roll a hard nub between my fingers, making her throw her hair back wantonly.

“That feels nice,” she sighs.

“Yeah?”

“Mm-hm,” she moans.

I bring my mouth down and swirl my tongue around. Kylie grabs on to my hair, pulling it as I gently scrape my teeth on her nipples. She groans as I suck on her tit, her fingers digging into my scalp.