Page 39 of Mountain Security

His cock throbbed. He had to get inside her.

She smiled at him with what could only be described as post-orgasmic bliss.

Alex pulled his fingers out of her pussy and licked them. Her mouth opened with something like surprise.

“You taste as good as I thought you would,” he said.

Her eyes shone with desire. “Alex …”

“Yes?” he asked.

Tell me.

Tell me what you want.

I want to give you everything.

“I need you inside me,” she said.

His cock jumped. Pre-cum leaked from the tip. Her bed was going to be soaked if she kept this up.

He positioned himself on top of her. She was going to feel so fucking tight around his cock. He palmed himself, positioning himself right against her pussy—then froze.

No.

God, no.

He didn’t have a condom.

Never before had he come this close to having sex without a condom. Never had he found himself so close to losing control.

“Alex?” Yvette’s face grew uncertain. “What’s wrong? If you don’t want—“

He dipped his forehead down until it touched hers.

“Don’t finish that sentence,” he growled. “I’ve never wanted anything more.”

“Then—“

“I don’t have a condom.”

Yvette froze. She’d forgotten, as well, and from the look on her face, that wasn’t normal for her, either.

“I … I’ve got some.”

Hope rose inside him.

Yes.

She jumped up, giving him a great view of her smooth, rounded ass as she headed into what he assumed was the ensuite bathroom.

He needed to spend more time touching that ass.

Alex palmed his cock. Moments later she was back, a little foil package in her hand. And he loved the fact that she didn’t simply hand it over to him, but rather ripped it open and rolled it onto his thick erection.

“I’m not sure it’s going to fit—“

He laughed, helping her. “You say the sweetest things, Yvette.”

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