He doesn't

He pulls back, saying "not yet." In an unprecedented act of assertiveness, he says "I want to feel you."

You start to get up, letting him feel the wet spot forming under your skirt. He pressed you against the sink counter, pulling you up onto it, and pulling your skirt up to your waist. Your black panties are exposed, and he slides them to the side, feeling how coated and slick your vulva became from sucking him off.

You guide his hand, sliding a finger into you, curling it for him. You pull him into you as he fingers you, exclaiming about how tight you feel. "thats right baby, tightest you'll ever have" you say with confidence.

His hard cock bounces a little as you spread your legs so he can get in between them. He rubs your clit with the head of his cock, mixing his precum and your saliva with your own cum. He makes small circles so easily because your skin is so slick.

You hook your legs behind his back, pulling him closer. "Fuck me" you breathe, staring at his eyes. He looks down at his pants, realizing he didn't bring any protection.

He rubs his naked shaft against your opening. "Do you have… uh… did you bring a condom?" he says, awkwardly, stroking himself against your wetness.