“Nope, I didn’t. You like this, don’t you?” he replied.
Our bodies were covered in sweat, my heart racing every time I breathed in his musky scent. I glimpsed his body—Kinn was tall and built, with just the right amount of lean muscle. His naked body was covered in beads of sweat, and he was looking at me intensely with eyes full of desire. I fucking loved the way he looked when he was about to come.
“I’m…I’m close,” I warned him. I was about to come again, even though I’d barely touched myself. Kinn quickened his pace, pushing me closer to the edge with each forceful thrust. Suddenly, my body tensed, and I came all over myself.
“This feels fucking amazing,” Kinn breathed.
He could say that again. This was incredible, and way more intense than usual. My ass was still pulsing and I was starting to get hard again. I glanced at his face as he kept on pounding into me, watching the vein on his forehead throb from the exertion.
Kinn’s body stiffened and his rhythm started to slow down. I was surprised when I felt my ass flood with warmth. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at where our bodies were joined, deeply furrowing my brow. Although the new sensation was exhilarating, I wasn’t sure if it was a good thing.
Kinn let out a few husky moans, thrusting his hips a couple more times before slowly pulling out. He looked down and startled at whatever it was he saw.
“Wh-what?!” I asked, my voice shaking. For a moment, the only sound that could be heard was our panting.
Kinn widened his eyes and swore. “Damn…”
“What is it?!” I repeated. I couldn’t see what he was looking at from this angle, and I became more anxious. Kinn remained silent as he continued scrutinizing my ass and his dick. After a while, he sighed, pulled the condom off, and wearily sat on the sofa.
“The condom broke,” he said with a chuckle.
I was speechless. What the fuck did he just say?!
“Well…I guess it should be okay,” Kinn continued, leisurely resting his head on the sofa.
“It’s not fucking okay, damn it!” I yelled, finally grasping what had happened. I sat up and glared at him angrily when he showed me the torn rubber.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take responsibility if you get knocked up,” Kinn joked, but I didn’t find it funny. I kicked at him. He just smirked at me and wrapped the used condom in a tissue.
“This isn’t funny!” I insisted.
“Come on! I’m clean,” he said. He raised his eyebrows. “Wait, do you have any STDs?”
I threw a pillow at his annoying face with all my strength. “You’re the one sleeping around, you could have STDs!”
I grabbed some tissues to clean the spunk off my stomach and pulled my shirt down. There was another place in my body that felt sticky with come… How the fuck do I get come out of my ass?!
“Get it out properly in the bathroom. You’re going to stain my sofa,” Kinn said, grabbing a towel for me. After I wrapped the towel around my waist, I tossed the used tissue at his face and went to the bathroom.
I cursed at him internally. I’d always been concerned about getting STDs and made sure to use a condom every time I slept with a woman. I never had any mishaps, so I was confident I was clean. But I’d seen Kinn sleep with a ton of guys before we started fucking. How could I be sure that he hadn’t accidentally picked up something? I had a right to freak out!
“If the condom breaks during sex, you should get tested for sexually transmitted infections, even if you have sex exclusively with one partner. You should get tested immediately if you have a one-night stand or have sex with non-monogamous partners.
“If you and your partner want to have unprotected sex, both you and your partner should get tested every three months just to be safe. You shouldn’t have unprotected sex with people who are not your exclusive partner.”
I swore at my phone and took a moment to think. What was I to Kinn? His fuckbuddy? Just another hookup? My heart sank when I realized I had no idea. But it didn’t matter—I still needed to get tested!
There was a knock on the door, and I heard Kinn yell, “Is everything okay, Porsche?!”
I quickly put my clothes back on, opened the door, and yelled back at him. “Take me to a hospital, now!”
“All right, if it’ll make you feel better,” Kinn replied casually, which pissed me off even more.
“Asshole! Now I gotta waste more of my time in a goddamned hospital!” I grumbled as I emerged from the bathroom. I went to sit on the edge of the bed, sulking and bumping my shoulder against his on the way.
“Huh? It takes two to have sex. Why pin all the blame on me? Or are you just unsure if you’re clean?” Kinn asked, leaning leisurely against the door with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Bastard! You’re the one who sleeps around!” I replied, getting angrier. I still couldn’t believe how I’d gotten into this mess. A bastard like you should rot in hell, Kinn!
While it was Kinn’s turn to clean himself up in the bathroom, I silently berated myself. I couldn’t believe that I’d been so careless, letting my infatuation with Kinn get the better of me. I had to admit it—I was addicted. All it took was one touch from him, and I lost all my control in a heartbeat.