Intermission - Responsibility in the face of mind-blowing pleasure.

Diana thought it had felt really good when Oliver made her come in the car with just kissing and groping. It felt way better than masturbating, certainly. But this? Holy shit. Her body was still shaking, her pussy quivering and feeling like it was on fire. Her head was… on the clouds or even higher, the world spun and made her eyelids feel heavy. And it all felt SO DAMN GOOD.

She had to ask him for a moment to rest, to come down from that unexpected, sky-scraping high. She heard Oliver excusing himself and she nodded without thinking. Only as she began to get her bearings again did she begin to question why it was he left. The toilet, maybe? He wasn’t… disappointed with her, was he? For making him wait again? God, please no.

“How are you? Feeling alright?” His voice and the concern it carried made a wave of relief wash over her. Diana moved her arm away from her eyes and looked at him.

Oliver was walking into her bedroom, naked and with a standing mast. Fuck, his body was so… perfect. Lean, muscular, perfectly balanced. His face was cute and innocent-looking, yet handsome and manly at the same time.

Her heart beat faster, words escaped her. A part of her wanted to thank him for the service, for… being here, but speaking the words didn’t feel right. Instead, Diana smiled at him, raised her arms and spread them.

Beaming, Oliver dropped something he had in his hand and crawled on the bed to her. Diana embraced him lovingly, pulling him closer to her and showering his adorable face with kisses.

Again, she wrapped one leg around him. His cock pressed against her lower belly, so hot she believed it would leave a mark on her.

Diana licked his lips and kissed his chin while twirling her fingers on his wavy black hair. Her chest felt like it was about to burst. What could she do? How could she match in any way what Oliver gave her? An orgasm so strong it almost made her pass out… How could anyone match that?

“I assume you liked that, then?” Oliver asked her, grinning knowingly.

Diana chuckled. “Cheeky. But yeah, I loved it. It was… Mmm, I don’t have the words. They don’t exist.”

“I’d be happy to do it whenever you want me to.”

“I’ll take you up on that.” Diana slid her tongue between Oliver’s lips. She kissed him deeply and moved her hand down the side of his body until she reached his dick. She traced a finger along it and looked him in the eyes again. “Do you want to put that inside me?” she asked him breathily.

“That depends. Do you want me to put it inside you?” he asked cheekily.

“Mmm. What if I said no?”

“Then I won’t.” He grinned. “But you want it, don’t you?”

“Yes.” Diana purred. She caressed Oliver’s cheek, tracing her fingers along his jawline. “I want you inside me, enjoying every inch of my pussy. Enjoy me, Oliver. All of me. Eat me up, make me your woman.”

It was the best she could think of.

Oliver had claimed that his magic abilities were sexual in nature. If so, there really was no way for Diana to match him. The best she could do was offer herself up to him, let him have every inch of her body. But if that last orgasm was any indication, even that prospect promised to lean heavily in her own favor.

Oliver sucked in a breath. He leaned in and kissed Diana’s neck. She bit her lip and shivered with every brush of his lips, gasped with every lick.

“I want you,” he said. He let out a soft, low growl, like a waking beast. He groped her breast and squeezed it, his thumb pushing and running circles over her nipple. Diana’s body began to warm up again and she was also getting lightheaded.

“Take me…!”

His hands and mouth suddenly stopped. Oliver let out a short grunt and got off the bed. Diana watched him, stunned and confused until she saw him pick up what he had dropped before. A box of condoms.

…

He opened the box with a subtle frown on his face, but the strange connection that was beginning to form between them told her the rest. Oliver… didn’t like condoms. He wanted to have her raw, to have them both experience the pleasure without a rubber between them. At least, that was the feeling she got. But he knew the condom was the right choice, and Diana had to agree. She wasn’t on birth control yet.

…

…

But Oliver wanted her raw.

“I have morning after pills,” she told him. He looked at her with eyes wide open. She hit the nail in the head. “I bought them just to be sure. Also… I checked and it’s a safe day for me.” The pills were in her drawer and she had counted the days several times to make sure it really was a safe day.

Oliver smiled wryly at her and slowly shook his head. “Thank you, but we can’t risk it. I know the chances are extremely low, but even so…”

Diana only noticed the pressure in her chest the moment it was gone. God, he was just… perfect. Perfect. She smiled at Oliver and spread her legs so he could have immediate access to her.

“I’ll get an IUD as soon as I can. Next time, you’ll do me raw, I promise.” At this point, Oliver could be the fastest quickshot this side of the planet and there would STILL be a next time. That said, Diana had plenty of reasons to believe that wasn’t the case.

Oliver licked his lips and hurriedly took out a condom from the box. Seeing him putting it on she understood, at least partially, why he didn’t like it. It was a tight fit, just barely enough extra space in the rubber to hold the cum and prevent it from ripping. Diana decided she also didn’t like it because she had to see that stupid, white-ish, translucent thing hiding his beautiful member.

He finished putting on the condom and walked around the bed to get to her. Fuck, seeing him approaching was almost like watching a predator ready to devour her… and it sent delightful shiver all through her body.

Author's Note: Hello everyone. I'm back from my trip so and we're back to regular schedule. Somewhat. I'll be uploading a couple extra chapters this week that were Patreon-Only while I was away. It's good to be back. Trip was fun but I missed writing.

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