Page 50 of Sexy Dirty Fun

“Wait,” I stopped him.

“What?” He asked as he pulled his wallet out of his back pocket.

“Do you always use a condom?” I asked, distracted by the way his hard cock was standing up almost perfectly straight.

“Always, why?” He stopped what he was doing.

“Me too. And I’m on the pill.” I was hoping he would understand where I was going with this. Maybe it was stupid and maybe I was vulnerable because of everything going on in my life, but I wanted to feel him - really feel him - with no barriers. I needed to be as close to him as possible.

He grinned at me and tossed his jeans and wallet on the floor. He jumped on top of me and I closed my eyes briefly at feel of him on top of me. I’d missed it.

He stroked my cheek. “I think I get what you’re saying now.”

“Finally,” I teased and reached down, encircling his cock with my hand. I explored it with my hand - so hard but yet so soft.

He moaned and closed his eyes. “If you keep that up, I’m going to come before I’m even inside of you,” he muttered. “I’ve been thinking sinking inside that beautiful pussy of mine since I made the decision to come here.”

I opened my legs further and started to guide him inside of me. I was so wet he slid in easily and I arched my hips so he filled me completely. I had never had sex with a guy without a condom and the feel of his bare skin against mine was amazing. By the way Cane’s breathing shallowed when he was all the way inside me, he must have thought the same thing.

“God baby, you feel amazing,” he muttered, burying his head in my neck.

I wrapped my arms and legs around him, reaching down to dig my nails into his ass. “Fuck me, Cane,” I whispered, my lips against his ear.

He made sound deep in his throat and before I knew what was going on, he had me flipped over onto my stomach. He grasped my hips with his hands, digging his nails into my flesh, and pulled me up to my knees. I grabbed the sheets as he rammed inside me. My words must have reached some primal place inside him and unleashed the beast.

He pounded into me, his balls slapping against me as he moved deep and hard. He brought a hand around to my front and teased my clit, buzzing with need already. “Come for me, Lindsey,” he demanded and I cried out with another release.

While my body trembled with pleasure, he grabbed my hair and pulled it back, thrusting harder into me. “Fuck, I’ve missed my pussy,” he growled through gritted teeth.

I whimpered at his words. I loved the way that filthy mouth talked me when we fucked.

I could feel him swell inside me when he roared and thrust a couple more times. He called out my name and released deep inside of me, my pussy gripping him while he pulsed inside of me.

I finally collapsed on my stomach and he landed on top of me, planting kissing across my shoulders. He leaned his forehead against me. “Fuck, baby.” He kissed the back of my neck. “I had no idea sex without a condom was so hot.”

“Me either,” I replied.

He rolled off of my back and settled on his side. I rolled to my side facing him. “Thank you for trusting me enough to not use a condom.”

He reached out and brushed a stray hair from my cheek. He could be so rough and dirty one minute and tender the next. “I could say the same to you,” he said. “But I never not use one and I’m tested every six months. Clean every time.”

I nodded. “I’ve been tested recently too. Clean as a whistle.”

He chuckled and rolled onto his back. He reached for me, putting an arm around my shoulders and pulling me to him. I wrapped an arm around his waist and slung a leg over his.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” I said softly. “I didn’t realize how much I needed you until now.”

“I’m glad I’m here too.” He turned his head and kissed my forehead. “How are things?”

“Terrible,” I sighed. “It’s like we’re on death watch. The doctors have her so doped up on meds so she can deal with the pain, she sleeps all the time.” I fought back the tears. “It’s sucks watching someone you love die.”

He rubbed my arm slowly. “I can imagine.”

We didn’t talk after that, enjoying being naked and in each other’s arms again. I even dozed off, only to be woken up by the sound of my phone. I kept it close

I sat up and looked down at Cane. He was sound asleep. I could only imagine what fumes he’d been running on at this point. From some drunk texts and phone calls over the past few days, I knew they wrapped up the tour partying every night and if he came here after the last show, he was probably exhausted.

I slipped from his arms and found my purse on the ground near the door. I dug it out and saw I had a text from my brother. I sat on a chair near the bed and read it.

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