Claimed

With a groan, Harrison pulled out of me, his cock glistening with my juices. He removed the condom, the sight of it making me feel oddly empty. He stepped away for a moment, and I watched in the mirror as he tied it off and tossed it into the wastebasket. The mundane act was a stark contrast to the intensity of our coupling, and it brought a sense of reality to the room that was almost jarring. As he approached the bed again, I couldn't help but notice that he was still rock hard, the tip of his cock a dark shade of red from our earlier exertions. "What are you doing?" I whispered, my voice shaking with a mix of fear and anticipation. His eyes never left mine as he positioned himself between my legs, the head of his cock nudging against my slick opening. "I want to feel all of you," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "I need to be inside of you without anything between us." The panic grew in my chest as he pushed inside, the feeling of him bare and uncovered a new kind of intimacy