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“No, there’s no one else,” she shakes her head.

“Good,” I nod. A sense of relief washes over me. I’m not having sex with someone who’s in a committed relationship.

Before we go any further, there are questions I have to ask her. “If you end up wanting to have sex with me, are you on birth control?”

“No.” She looks down. “I had an Ob-Gyn in New York and was on birth control, but I ran out and have been off it for over a month. I’m clean, though.”

“Same here. I’ve been tested, and I haven’t been with anyone in a long time. Would you rather do other things then? There’s plenty we can do without my cock going in your pussy.”

“What are our options?” She asks innocently. Her eyes flit to my growing cock, which makes me smile.

I like her innocence, but the idea of corrupting her is incredibly enticing. “I can come in your mouth, your ass or give myself a hand job and come on your body. I brought a condom, but the baby in the other room is proof that those don’t always work. We can use a condom and I pull out when I come, if you’re comfortable.”

“Yes, please, rocket man.”

“Tell me which one. Where do you want my cock,chaton?”

“How about oral tonight?”

“Done.” I want my cock in her pussy, but I’ll have to figure out how to get her birth control.

“I need you.” I growl as I grip the back of her head and pull her to me in a searing kiss. “I need to make you come, because tonight, you’re mine.”

I take being a Dom seriously. It’s my responsibility to make sure Pepper is cared for, safe and given as much pleasure as I want to give her. And I want to give her a fuck ton.

I kiss her like a starved man, like a man who’s been in prison for years and hasn’t had a woman’s touch.

In a way, I am. I’ve been imprisoned by grief, unable to open up. With Pepper, I want to put myself out there, not just for sex, but for a relationship. I haven’t had an emotional connection with any woman since Grace, but Pepper makes me want all of her. I want to climb inside of her and learn everything I can.

I want inside her caring heart, her complex mind and her gorgeous pussy. Right now, I’m happy to explore her warm mouth and the little gasps of pleasure flowing from her lips.

She squeaks in surprise when I bite her bottom lip.

“Tell me how you like it, Pepper. Slow and soft, or hard and rough?”

“However you want it. Take control again,” she purrs as my mouth makes its way down her neck, nibbling and biting. She whimpers and moans when I suck the tender pulse point at the side of her throat.

“We haven’t talked about limits. Is there anything you absolutely don’t want to do?”

“Should there be?” She pants, clearly turned on.

“I’m a kinky guy. I don’t want to scare you off,” I reveal.

“Kinky like what?” She pauses and blinks at me.

“I like being the dominant one, using toys, temperature play…forced orgasms for you.”

“Forced orgasms?” She asks.

“Yeah. Like I make you come so many times, you beg me to stop because you don’t think you can come again.” I kiss her lips. “But I keep giving you pleasure, because you can give me one more.”

She looks at me speechless with wide eyes, so I backpedal.

“We can go easy, princess. If you’d rather do missionary-style, I’ll do that. Whatever you give me, I’m happy with.” Heck, she could ask to tiemeup, and because I want her so badly, I’d let her be in control. One time. I’d take the reins next time.

“I’d like to try what you’re into. The guys I’ve been with have always been focused on their pleasure. I don’t have much experience having orgasms with a partner.”

That changes right the fuck now. A fire is stoked in me to give this girl the time of her life.

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