Stop him

Despite the pleasure, and feeling like you need another orgasm from the core of your being, you manage to tell him to stop.

"But I'm so close!" he says.

"No! What if you don't pull out in time?" you ask him, starting to push on his hips to try and dislodge his dick from inside of you.

"Babe," he says, his need present in his voice. "Just let me--."

"NO!" you scream, "PULL OUT!" you push on his hips frantically, thinking he is going to burst any moment.

"Stop; listen!" he says, pushing himself deep into you and holding himself there, but his voice doesn't sound urgent. You stop pushing on his hips. "Just listen to me," he says calmly.

"Alright," you say. "Just don't cum."

"Okay," he says, "just give me a second to calm down." His voice cracks when he said the word 'second' and you feel his dick throb hard inside of you at the same time. You feel it pulse, as though with a mind of its own. If he hadn't stopped to calm down, he would have probably been cumming in you. When his dick finishes jumping about inside of you, he resumes speaking. "Alright. Now, babe, I'm not going to cum in you; I'm nowhere close to cumming right now. I'm not even sure if I'm going to stay hard if I don't keep thrusting."

It was true, you could feel him softening a little inside of you. "Alright..." you say, still wary. "Just keep your promise!"

"I will," he says, starting to thrust again. You feel as though you've somehow gotten even wetter during your conversation; he's slipping into and out of you with ease, now.