Valentine Unwrapped

Valentine's Day is coming, and Mia has no idea what to give her boyfriend, Brett. She knows he'll make it special. And he does, with dinner, a chastity belt, and some very public play with a new toy. In return, she decides to give him the one thing he wants most. Herself. Bare and unprotected...

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“You sure I can’t take this off, Mia?”

I moaned as Brett slowly thrust into me. Even after all this time, I was still addicted to his cock. I loved the way it felt inside me, so large and so perfect. “It isn’t safe,” I whispered.

Something he knew as well as I did. “I know.” He punctuated his words by sliding his tongue along the shell of my ear, in a way he knew would make me shiver. “I just keep hoping you’ll change your mind about… you know.”

I knew. I knew he wanted to fuck me bare. We’d been dancing around the subject for months, but one of us had to be sensible. Even though we were finished with college and had begun our careers, this definitely wasn’t the time for me to get pregnant. It was too soon. We both had too many things that we still wanted to accomplish before we became parents.

I had no fear that he would leave me if I ‘accidentally’ got knocked up. We had been together since our freshman year in college. I knew he loved me and though he had not yet formally proposed, marriage had definitely been discussed as something we both wanted in the near future.

“I won’t ch-change my mind.” I bit back a cry as he picked up the pace, driving that amazing cock of his deeper and faster into me.

“You sure about that, baby?” His low groan only added fuel to the flames burning inside me. “Just imagine how much better this would feel if there was nothing between us.”

“I d-don’t think one layer of rubber will make that much of a difference.”

Fucking him was already amazing.

“I’d be able to feel how wet you are. Feel your pussy juices coating my dick.”

“A-and?”

“The risk would make it exciting. Knowing that I could end up knocking you up…” His cock swelled even larger. Proof, if I’d needed it, of how much the thought of doing it unprotected was turning him on.

To be honest, the thought of it turned me on too. Though I’d never admit it aloud.