Rubber

Chapter 6 - Need Protection

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Mike locked the door without looking back.

The moment it shut, Eve turned him around and shoved him back against the wall. She stretched up on her toes, pressing her body fully against his, and claimed his mouth in an aggressive kiss. Her lips moved urgently, tongue pushing past his without hesitation.

Mike's hands dropped to her ass, gripping the soft flesh hard. He squeezed once, then lifted her clean off the floor. Eve's legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, her arms locking around his neck as he held her up. Their kiss stayed deep and messy while he carried her the short distance to the bed.

He threw her down onto the mattress. The impact pulled a soft moan from her lips.

"Ah… hurry," she said, looking up at him with darkened eyes.

Mike didn't answer. He kicked off his shoes, unbuttoned his shirt, and pushed the rest of his clothes down in a few rough motions. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, the head already glistening with precum as it swayed heavily between his legs.

Eve reached for him, leaving no doubt about what she wanted. She turned onto all fours and crawled toward the edge of the bed, stopping right in front of him. Without waiting, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his cock, gripping it firmly.

The sudden coolness of her hand made Mike's stomach tighten. A low breath left him.

"Eve…" he muttered, his hand settling on the back of her head.

She parted her lips, tongue sliding out, and gave the underside of his shaft a slow, deliberate lick from the base upward. Mike's hips twitched at the wet contact. His fingers flexed in her hair, but he didn't push her away — or force her closer.

Eve looked up at him while she did it again, this time slower, dragging her tongue along the thick vein. She was clearly enjoying the way his breathing had changed.

Mike's voice came out rougher than before.

"Don't just lick it."

She opened her mouth wider and took the head between her lips, sinking just enough to cover the sensitive tip. Her tongue swirled once, then she pushed further, taking more of him while her hand stroked what she couldn't fit yet.

Mike's jaw tightened. The wet heat of her mouth made his cock throb hard against her tongue. He kept his hand on her head, not forcing, but making it clear he wasn't going to let her pull away easily.

Eve moaned softly around him, the vibration traveling straight down his shaft, and started bobbing her head with growing confidence.

She was sucking him with real desire now, her head moving back and forth steadily as the shaft went deeper each time. The wet, tight heat of her mouth made Mike's breathing grow heavier. He could already feel the pressure building low in his stomach, the warning that he was getting close.

His hand settled on the back of her head and pressed down a little more firmly.

She made a muffled sound but didn't pull away.

Mike's control slipped further. He grabbed a handful of her hair with both hands, holding her in place as he started moving his hips. The thrusts were slow at first — deep and deliberate — pushing more of his cock into her mouth with every movement. When he pressed forward, the head nudged against the back of her throat.

Eve's eyes watered. Her hands tightened on his thighs, and she tried to lean back, but Mike kept her head firm where he wanted it. He didn't stop. He kept feeding her his cock in steady, demanding strokes, watching the way her throat bulged slightly each time he pushed in.

Her muffled moans vibrated around him as he increased the pace. The sound of it only made him thrust harder.

"Fuck…" Mike groaned.

His grip on her hair tightened. A few more deep thrusts and his cock pulsed hard against her tongue. He came thickly in her mouth, sobbing through it as he kept her there, still pushing in with short, residual thrusts while he emptied himself.

Only when the last of it left him did he slowly pull out, a thin string of saliva and cum connecting her lips to the head of his cock for a second before it broke.

She stayed on her knees, breathing heavily, lips shiny and slightly swollen as she looked up at him.

Eve dropped onto the mattress, panting hard. Her chest rose and fell quickly as she tried to catch her breath, her throat still sore from earlier.

Mike didn't give her time to recover. He hooked his fingers into her short skirt and pulled it down in one rough motion, tossing it aside. Her breath hitched at the suddenness. But hands immediately gripped her inner thighs and pushed them apart, spreading her open.

A white lace thong sat between her legs, covering very little. The thin fabric was already damp due to liquid.

Mike dragged the thong aside, the thin fabric catching for a second before yielding. Her pussy came into view, flushed and swollen, the thick soft lips a pale pink that darkened at the edges.

His thumb found her clit and pressed in slow, deliberate circles, watching the way the little bud twitched under the pad of his finger. Eve's breath hitched, a soft broken sound that slipped out of her before she could stop it. Her hips gave a tiny, involuntary roll, chasing the friction even as her thighs tensed around his hand.

He kept going steadily, letting her feel every pass, every flicker of pressure.

When her clit was slick, and her breathing had gone shallow, he slid two fingers lower. He dragged them the full length of her slit, slow enough that she could feel the parting of her lips, the wet heat that greeted him.

Each stroke opened her a fraction more, spreading the soft folds, coating his fingers until they shone. Eve's hands fisted in the sheets, a quiet, needy whimper catching in her throat as the emptiness between the rubbing and the actual push of his fingers stretched just long enough to make her ache for it.

Eve reached up, pulled her top over her head, and unhooked the bra. Her heavy breasts spilled free. Mike leaned down without hesitation and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking firmly. Eve cupped both breasts and pressed them together, pushing the sensitive peaks more fully against his tongue.

While he sucked, the same two fingers that had been stroking her open pressed in—slow, steady, the middle one leading as her wet heat clenched around him.

"Ahhh…" Eve's moan came out longer this time, her back arching slightly.

He curled his finger and stroked her inner walls with steady pressure, the sensation making her hips twitch hard. Eve suddenly grabbed his wrist, locking his finger deep inside her as she started rolling her hips against it—slow at first, then with growing purpose, forcing him deeper while she chased the feeling. Mike kept biting and sucking her nipples the whole time, letting her use his hand however she needed.

Watching her grind on his finger made his cock harden immediately. He pulled his finger out with a wet sound, roughly stripped the thong the rest of the way down her legs, leaving her completely naked.

Mike moved between her thighs and dragged the thick head of his cock up and down her soaked pussy, coating himself in her wetness as he searched for her entrance.

Eve's hand shot down and pressed against his lower stomach, stopping him.

"Use a c-condom," she said, her voice still unsteady.

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