Info - scoliosis, smut, unprotected sex, worry
"Oh baby, yes," I moaned as I plunged inside her. She felt amazing. She always did. She was pure sex. I felt my cock grow harder and throb with every second.
"Timothée," she whined my name and it sounded like an angel chorus. I huffed out a deep breath and went deep.
I heard a crack on my downward thrust. My eyes widened in alarm as I looked at her. She was still look smug and satisfied. Slowly, her facial expression changed. She looked at me with concern. I could tell it wasn't for herself.
"What was that?"
"What?" She asked.
"The crack?" I asked, trying not to hyperventilate.
"Oh baby it's just my scoliosis," she shrugged. Worry soured my stomach.
"Are you-"
"Please keep fucking me," she begged.
I grumbled. I grabbed a pillow and placed it under her hips. I continued to fuck her, but I was more gentle now. I held her with reverence.
When we'd finished I pulled her to me. I held her close and kissed her temple. I ran my fingers through her hair.
"You're beautiful, and I love having sec with you," I said in a low voice.
"I feel the same."
"But your condition concerns me. We shouldn't be so rough with sex if it makes you crack like that," I said.
"Don't treat me like glass please," she said in a dangerous voice.
"I'm not, I just care," I explained. She sighed and kissed my lips softly.
"Okay, but I'm fine. I love our sex. I'd always tell you if I was uncomfortable," she promised me.
"Thank you, I needed that," I breathed in relief.
"Of course baby."
