Ask him to pull out

"I know it's risky, but you can pull out, right?" You ask him. His naked head is still aimed at your opening. He pulled back a little, letting his precum drip out onto your vulva. "Are you sure?" he asked.

As you nodded, he used his raw dick to rub your clit a bit before sliding into you, coating himself with your wetness. Even just the tip felt intense, and he had the whole shaft left to use. As he slipped into you, your nails dug into his back, and you groaned in unison. He hilted myself, then whispered “fuck” as he kissed you. You nudged at him with her hips, pushing him to thrust a little. He started, making a few small strokes, then asked if he should keep going.

“Just a little longer, please?” you said, eyes closed. He started to speed up, kissing your neck and collarbone as he ground our hips together. He felt you squeeze around his shaft, almost making him cum right then. He somehow persevered and managed to keep fucking you, now at a normal pace.

The longer you two fucked, the harder it was getting to stop. You pulled his face against yours to kiss him deeply, and he kept fucking you with his bare cock. You whisper in his ear "don't forget to pull out, I cant get your cum in me today."

The words sent him into overdrive, as he pounded into you, unable to hold his orgasm back any longer.