I watch him peel off the condom and furrow my brows. I mean, it shouldn’t be a problem because we haven’t agreed to anything yet, but it’s odd he’s always got one of those things with him and uses it.

I mean, we’ve had sex several times. That hardly qualifies me as an expert on his habits.

It’s difficult to think when his hands are on my ass. I can hardly believe my pussy is already begging for more. He really stretched me before, and yet I crave more.

So much more.

He rolls me onto my stomach, and for a while, I just lie there and relax into his hands. I can even feel the tip of his cock push against my ass.

Would he, I wonder―but stop myself thinking further along this line.

I mean, maybe he’s out of condoms. How many of those things does he carry with him?

I sigh and push those thoughts aside. Right now, it doesn’t really matter, does it? I mean, we haven’t agreed on this whole baby bargain thing yet, anyway.

But I sure hope he understands he’ll have to ditch the latex for me to get pregnant.

Oh, stop worrying, Rose. Daniel’s a man of the world and understands the principle behind the birds and the bees.

I tell myself to stay with him and enjoy the ride. Maybe he just wants to be sure about our deal before we take any chances. And really, he’s probably just looking after me, because I barely know him.

I feel his fingers scoop up my own juices and smear them over my ass cheeks. The sticky liquid feels good on my hot body. Catlike, I stretch and lift my upper body off the bed.

I glance back at him, and to my surprise he’s rock-hard again. He’s got his long, thick cock pointing right at my ass. There’s no rubber. Hmm.

Before I can complete the thought, I feel the tip of him push into my most private hole.

I suck in my breath. I’ve never let a man go there before. I feel like it should hurt, but my body pushes against him of its own will to meet his juicy, meaty member. I want this.

His hands are on my pelvis, fingers digging into my flesh. I’m up on all fours now and can’t help but squeal a little as he pushes deeper into me.

I fucking love how he feels invading my body like this. I want more.

I throw my head back and arch my lower back. I don’t know how much more of him I can take, but I want it all.

Just then, I feel his balls slap against my ass.

He thrusts in and out of me slowly, and I meet him on each thrust. I’m surprised at my own body and at the delight it’s experiencing at this amazing new sensation of being fucked in my tight little hole.

I can’t believe I’m enjoying this so much. If one of my ex-boyfriends had tried to do this to me, I doubt I would have agreed.

But there’s something persuasive about Daniel. I want him in every way.

It becomes difficult to continue any coherent thoughts. Wave after wave of pleasure races through me, a bit like how the waves lap on to the beach in a never-ending, continuous pattern.

I’m not sure how much pleasure I can stand before I lose my mind. The other day, I overhead someone say, I want to fuck her stupid, and I couldn’t help but wonder if that could happen. Could I go mad from too much pleasure and sex?

It sounds silly, but right now, I believe it might happen. The world seems to be going out of focus, and my body feels filled with a sticky, sweet substance.

I’ve got no control over my limbs. Not that I could go anywhere anyway with Daniel’s huge cock inside my hole.

Suddenly and without warning, he increases his pace. He’s going from adagio to allegro. Soon, all I can hear is the sound of his balls slapping against my flesh as he thrusts into me.

Briefly, I wonder what he’s up to next. Is he going to come inside me? Then, without warning, his hands leave my hips and find my bouncing breasts.

He cups and kneads and squeezes them.

“Oh, Daniel…pleaseeee…” I’m not really quite sure what I’m begging him to do. My body is up in flames, and I think any second I’ll pass out from pleasure.

His cock seems to be growing with each thrust and stretching me more and more, filling me fuller than ever before.

Oh, Daniel, I think this time, because my voice fails me.

As if reading my mind, which I myself am unable to do, I feel one of his hands leave my breast and push against my pussy. Shock waves pulse through me.

I’m not sure how he manages to pummel harder and faster into me and at the same time use his long, skilled fingers on my pussy.

The initial pressure of his hand turns to a push against my clit with his index finger. He circles it and then ever so gently moves from side to side. The small movements have huge effects on me. An avalanche of emotions.

Fireworks explode in my lower abdomen and my insides feel as if they’re on fire. A volcano erupts and spreads hot molten lava to each and every one of my pores.

If he keeps this going, it won’t be long before I’m going to erupt in a giant orgasm. I fear when that happens, I might just go up in a puff of smoke.

Of course, I know this won’t happen, but that’s what it feels like. I mean, I have never in my life read in the news about any disaster like going up in smoke during the act of sex. Who knows? This could be the first one.

Now here’s a strange turn of phrase if ever I heard one—act of sex. Sex isn’t an act, it’s so much more. At least with Daniel.

Sex is, well, I don’t know, just about the best fucking thing ever.

But then again, it’s only become the best thing ever since I’ve been having sex with Daniel. Before, I guess it was pretty ordinary. It was only an act.

I sigh.

I’m thinking too much and not living in the moment and enjoying what the man is doing with my body.

The intensity is building, and I think I can feel him building up to his own orgasm. I bet it won’t be long before he’s going to shoot his load everywhere.

But I’m stopped from any further thoughts when my pussy pulses and clenches in a fucking massive orgasm. It grabs at the fingers inside of it, and just then I feel him stiffen, slowing down a little, before pushing into me deep and hard. There’s so much intensity in his thrusts that he unbalances me a little and my elbows buckle.

Then I feel it. He totally unloads inside of me. Jet after hot jet of cum fills my ass, spilling out and trickling down my thighs, and I shiver and shake and ride my wave of pleasure.

It’s fucking amazing to feel him cum inside of me, and I smile as I feel myself overflow with his sticky cream.

There you go. If he can come in my hole, I’m sure he’ll be able to come in my pussy when the time’s right.

After all, there’s no hurry. I don’t know what I was even worried about. It was crazy, really.

When each and every last drop is poured out inside of me, Daniel pulls out. He collapses on the bed next me.

I lie on my side and stroke his cock, covered in juices. It feels so delicious. I want to just suck on it and lick and reward it.

So without further thought or invitation from Daniel, I slide down and let my tongue get to work. I wrap it around his tip and then kiss the top of it gently. My hands grab his balls and roll them from side to side.

I feel his long thick shaft come back to life pretty quickly, with my tongue licking and caressing it.

After a while, I wrap my lips over it and suck part of him into me. I go about halfway down and suck on his dick like candy. My eyes meet his, and I can see him moan with pleasure.

“Fuck, Rose, you’re fucking perfect.”

If there’s one thing I like to do, it’s to reciprocate in the pleasure department. And so I suck and lick and squeeze.

But I want more, and so I take all of him in my mouth. At first, I’m not sure how far I’m going to go, but I don’t need to worry. It seems natural to take him right into me, all the way down my throat.

There’s no gag reflex. On the contrary, I hungrily suck on his huge bit of meat. I bob on him up and down and revel in the knowledge I’m making him grow and thicken with each suck.

It doesn’t take long before Daniel’s hands reach up and grab my head. He’s forcing himself even deeper into me, and I happily oblige.

When his muscles start to tighten and his cock pulses, I know he’s about to come again. I get ready to try and swallow his load.

Five, four, three, two…and here it comes.

Fountain-like, he erupts in my mouth, and I do my best to swallow every last drop. I feel a bit of it dribble down my chin.

When he stops unloading his cum into me, he pulls out of my mouth. With a grin on my face, I glide back up and kiss him.

He returns my kiss, and I nuzzle into his chest.

It feels amazing here in my bed with him. I feel happy. No, I feel ecstatic and on top of the world.

I know for sure now. I want to have this man’s baby.

The deal is on.