Thirty-One
L ook, I’ve been trying to be a good guy, and not fall on old habits, and shit, but right now there’s a fucking gorgeous woman who wants me, another one who’s way too fucking good for me, and so my good intentions went out the window. I helped her get my bloody shirt off, tossing it aside, and then her hands were on my jeans, and I fucking let her, because as much as I didn’t want this to be happening in a van, with fucking Tommy in earshot, I didn’t want to put this off any longer.
Soph straddled my legs, as she fought with the zip on my jeans, and I couldn’t help chuckling at her eagerness to get at my cock.
“Shut up and help me, dammit!”
I took her demand as a reason to get my hands up under her t-shirt, to stroke and play with her tits, while she finally got my zip down, and slid a hand inside, cupping my dick through my underwear. Fucking underwear. If I hadn’t worn that, her hand would be on the bare flesh of my cock, skin against skin. Skin… fuck . It was over before it began, and no , not for that reason.
“Babe, I don’t have a condom with me, we can’t.”
“I don’t care,” she hissed again, and I caught her hands, lifting them away from my desperate fucking dick.
“Babe, you’re thinking with your pussy right now. You said you keep forgetting your birth control?”
She started giggling and shook her head. “No, I don’t care. I just need you right now, if this is all we get, I need you, Micro, please.”
“Jesus, babe, you could get pregnant. Are you thinking this through?”
She shrugged, pulling free to shove her jacket off, and reaching for the hem of her t-shirt.
“The fuck!” I stopped her again and she practically growled at me.
“Will you stop it! Or… or do you just not want me? Am I forcing you into something? I can’t be that person, so you need to tell me.”
For fuck’s sake! I slammed my lips against hers, dragging her fully into my lap and tight against me, trying to put everything I was feeling into this kiss, since we couldn’t fuck without fucking protection. The last time I fucked was without protection, and it was stupid then, and it’d be even more stupid to risk Soph like that.
“Please,” she whispered against my lips, trying again to remove her t-shirt.
“I swear to fuck if you remove that top, I’ll kill Tommy, is that what you want?”
She froze, her eyebrows drawing together for a moment before she caught my meaning.
“ Oh . We don’t want that. What I do want though is something only you can give me.”
As the last of my willpower dissipated, I wondered where the fuck it had come from anyway, because it was her, Sophie , and I’d wanted inside her since I first realised I still had all my junk after the accident.
I gripped her face with my hand and pulled it closer to mine.
“I can’t finish in you. We have no condom, you’re not exactly consistent with the pill, and fuck… my last time was unprotected, I shouldn’t be doing this at all.”
“I don’t care,” she protested, and I gently shook her head a little.
“What if I give you something?”
“I don’t care, whether it’s a fucking baby or something else. I need you . I need to be with you before I lose you. I can always take the morning after pill if I have to.”
Fuck that. I fisted her hair with my other hand.
“Like fuck you will. You get pregnant, then that baby’s meant to be, and you’ll fucking keep it, you hear me?”
Her smile could have lit up the fucking van, and I don’t know what made her smile like that, whether it was the threat, my grip in her hair, or the fact that I was clearly giving in. I’d made some fucking mistakes in my life, and even though this could be the next big one she makes, nothing had ever felt so right.
Somehow we manhandled Soph out of the sweatpants someone had loaned her, and then we were easing her down onto my cock, and nothing else mattered except the feel of her, the smell and taste of her, and the fact that she was right here, giving me everything, even if it might be the last thing I get to do. The only moment like this I’ll ever have with her.
Sophie
I knew I was being reckless, and that there could be long term consequences for what we were doing, but I just didn’t care right now. Right now was about being with him, about feeling his kisses, his touch, about feeling him inside me, about being with him as intimately and intensely as possible.
“Fuck, babe, you feel so fucking good,” Micro groaned as he rocked his hips up, every time I pressed close, my attempt at riding him only really working because he was helping me move, because he was moving into me, so that every stroke of his cock surged so deep that it made me gasp.
Every moment of this had to be burned into my memory, for me to remember, and warm myself at nights with, because once he was gone, there would never be someone else. I could never want or love a man like this again, I could never feel these things for another person, because nobody could ever replace him.
“Babe, am I hurting you?” Micro stopped moving, and brushed away tears I hadn’t even felt slipping down my cheeks. “We can stop.”
“No! Never. Please never stop. I need you.”
“I love you, Soph, thank you for lowering yourself to be with an asshole like me,” he whispered, his lips trembling a little, as he tried to smile back at me.
“Don’t say that! Anyone who could think you’re beneath them doesn’t deserve you. You’re everything!”
Our movements grew more frantic, as we both seemed to feel the urgency of this moment, and the clock ticking on our time together. It would never be enough time. It would never be enough if we had fifty years, or a hundred. How could this be all we’d get?
As we both started chasing the ultimate pleasure together, I swiped away tears on his cheeks too, my heart breaking again at the sight of this huge, powerful man, being brought to such emotion because of our intimacy, at the knowledge that we’d never have that again.
“I’m close, babe,” he gasped, trying to get his fingers between us, to try and push me over the edge, but I didn’t need that, I’d been fighting my orgasm for several minutes, because this position was hitting all the right spots for me.
“Come inside me,” I whispered to him, kissing his tear-streaked cheeks, one after the other, “give me all of you, because you’re the only one worthy, I promise!”
Micro groaned, his hips shuddering against mine, his cum filling me, as my orgasm pulled it deeper inside me, and he choked back a sob as he pulled me tight against him. A perfect, heartbreaking moment, and it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.
The music suddenly cut out, and Tommy cleared his throat.
“If you two have uh… finished, I’ve driven round the block twice, but I can’t keep delaying this.”
Oh god. He knew! Of course he knew, what was I thinking? That he didn’t notice two crazy people trying to rock the van as he drove it?
“God, I’m so sorry, Tommy!” I gasped, trying to move, but Micro’s arms tightened around me.
“Once more, man, please. One more time round. I just need a minute,” he choked out, and Tommy groaned.
“Fine, but when they ask me if I got fucking lost, just remember Ice has probably been tracking us this whole time.”