I hear him open a drawer, take something out, but I can’t see what it is. His hands are on my back. Sliding down over my hips. Raising the oversized T-shirt I’m wearing high on my back.

Blood surges to my sex and I crane my neck to watch him. His focus is intent on his work as he drags my panties down over my hips, my thighs. Lets them slide to the floor and waits until I step out of them to stand between my legs. To take my ass in his hands to splay me open.

I swallow. He’s watching me there, and a moment later, his thumb comes to rest against my asshole, presses lightly there.

When I tense, and begin to straighten, he squeezes his hands over my hips.

“I said stay.”

I lay back down. He pushes the tip of his finger inside me. I realize what he took out of the drawer a moment later when I feel the cool drops fall on the cleft of my ass.

“Sergio,” I start.

“I’ve been struggling ever since I met you,” he says, beginning to rub the cream into me. It feels strange. Different, but good. “I know what being with me will mean for you and part of me is screaming to let you go. Not to condemn you to this life.”

When he slides the fingers of his other hand to my clit, I suck in a breath. He keeps rubbing, and I hear the wet sounds of my arousal, hear his own breath coming shorter. And when he pushes a finger slowly inside me, I let out a moan.

“Natalie,” he says, and I hear him unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants.

I can’t answer though, not when he’s touching me like that.

“I need to be inside you. To come inside you.”

I’m not protected. He can’t come inside my pussy.

He’s rubbing his cock between my folds, dipping into my wet pussy as a second finger penetrates my ass. It hurts, but it feels good too, and I want him inside me. I want him to come inside me. He’s not the only one who needs this. Needs to be this close.

He sings louder with the refrain and he pulls out of my pussy and I look back, watch him pumping his cock with his hand, smearing cream all over it, watching me as he sings along, glancing away only for a moment to draw his fingers out and line his cock up to my asshole and when he pushes in, I gasp, and tense and arch my back and grip the edges of the desk hard.