Page 33 of The Vows We Keep
“Please,” she begs. “Wait. Condom.”
Fuck, I want her bareback, something I never do, but I do as she says. I tug a condom out of my wallet, then throw the wallet down.
It’s a fumble to get it on. Wouldn’t go as far as to say it’s nerves, but definitely anticipation. I cup my hands behind her ass and slide her forward so she’s just perched on the very edge of the counter, and I step right up into her space to stop her from falling off.
I slide my palm around her neck, then squeeze it gently, before releasing her and dragging my hand between the dip of her breasts. Her nipples are tight buds, asking to be sucked on, but the time for that will come.
I look down to ease my cock into her hole. And I do as I promise, nudging my cock into her opening. No more than an inch.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp.
Just this far and it feels like heaven. As I slide the tip out again, her lips drag over my cock. I’m coated in her juices.
“Again, Niro,” she begs, rolling her hips. I love the sound of my name on Catalina’s lips as much as I loved the taste of her on them.
I nudge forward, still looking down. This time I ease in farther. It’s hard to stop myself from ramming home. But you only get one first time with a woman like Catalina Flores, and I want the experience of it to be etched in both our memories.
Catalina slides her hands around my ass, digging her short nails into my skin. I love the burst of pain. “Love the way you’re greedy for my cock already.”
My legs begin to shake. I want more of her. And yet, I need to prove to myself that I’m in control of my body, not the other way around. I can be slow. I can make this last. I don’t have to hurry despite the part of my brain yelling at me to just fuck her already.
“Give it to me, Niro.”
This time, I slide about half my length in. Now I can feel that squeeze. The tightening. Her pussy is fucking heaven. I take her chin and kiss her, softer this time.
She moves her hips, trying to take more of me, and I pull out.
I wonder if winning the Powerball makes people as desperate for their next breath as fucking Catalina does. I wonder if winning makes them feel as big and as tall as knowing I’m giving Cat what she needs.
I’m reckless with the next stroke, giving her more than I intended for both our sakes. Three quarters. I’m long and horny as fuck.
“Cat,” I gasp, and cup her cheek.
Her eyes are wide, her mouth open. I don’t even kiss her. Just look at her as I withdraw and slide fully home.
“Niro,” she gasps.
“Yeah, baby. I felt that too.” So much so, I need a minute to peel myself back from the edge of coming way too soon. We stay there for a moment before she pulls me flush to her.
“I really need that orgasm,” she says against my ear. The whisper of her breath and the illicit words make me shiver.
I wrap my arms tightly around her; she does the same to me. There’s barely any distance between us, and I begin to fuck her in earnest.
Our upper bodies barely move, but I rail her with my hips. Over and over. Wanting to experience every glorious second she allows me inside her like this, but trying to not overthink it so I can last.
I curve my hips upwards, hitting her at a different angle.
“Like that,” she gasps as I bite down on her neck. She tugs on my shoulders, trying to get higher, but I hold her in place. I don’t change a single thing because this is doing it for her.
“Oh, Dios,” she mutters, and then I feel it. I feel Catalina fall apart in my arms. Her movements are out of control. Her sounds are somewhere between moans and soundless screams. Everything about her tightens and releases.
My cock is in seventh heaven, but I don’t come yet.
I ease her down gently, take us back to a slow and steady slide.
“Fuck me, all I wanted was a coffee, not a fucking peep show.” Bates stands in the doorway facing me.
Catalina flinches in my arms. All he can see is Catalina’s back and half her ass, but it’s still too much. I pick up the knife I was going to use to cut the hoagies. “Get the fuck out and keep everyone else out.” To reinforce my point, I throw the knife. It hits the wall, six inches to the side of his head.
