I don't want to use protection. Do you trust me?” He nipped at my ear, and I whimpered. “That you're disease free? How would I know?” “I am. As I said, I don't sleep around or have a variety of lovers. I'm sort of known for my reclusive nature with women, even though the public thinks something different. That's fine by me. Makes it easier to be who I really am and have my privacy.” He slid his hands down my body. “Who cares what people think when you're running the show?” His fingers worked at my nipples, rubbing and teasing until I arched against him, feeling his cock between my legs. He pulled me on his waist, on top of him as he sat back. “Please,” I said, aware of the pathetic tone of my voice. “What?” He cocked his head before running a trail of kisses down my neck. His erection nudged at my pussy. “I want you, Lacey, and you're going to wait for me to fuck you long and slow this time.
