Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66134 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 331(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
I groaned, his dirty talk turning me on even more.
Completely, gloriously naked, he took his erect shaft in his hand, stroking the length and sliding his palm up over the crown, then squeezing the tip. If I wasn’t so desperate to feel him deep inside of me, I would have been on my hands and knees in front of him, eagerly sucking him off. Hopefully I’d get that chance…later.
Reaching for one of the foil packets, he tore it open and rolled the condom down his length. “Bend your knees back.”
This time I did so without hesitation, offering myself to him.
“Good girl,” he said, that seductive praise making me go all soft and gooey inside for pleasing him.
He dragged the head of his cock from my sensitive clit all the way down to my entrance, notching the crown there. Slowly, inevitably, he pushed his way inside, his eyes watching as his length gradually disappeared inside my body.
A groan escaped his lips, his expression infused with pleasure when he finally bottomed out inside me. “That first fucking stroke is everything,” he rasped. “You feel incredible. So warm and tight around my cock.”
Our bodies were joined but he didn’t move. I didn’t think I’d ever felt so stretched, so full, so needy. It was all too much, and yet not enough.
“Caleb,” I moaned, gripping the bed covers and clenching my internal muscles around his shaft. “I need you to fuck me.”
“I’m getting there,” he promised, draping my legs over his arms to keep them spread wide. He leaned forward just enough to grip my waist with his hands, pinning my hips to the mattress so he was in control. “Just savoring the moment, and you.”
My breath caught at those words. “Savor me a little faster, please.”
“So impatient and demanding.” His eyes danced with humor as he leisurely started to move, giving me too short, unhurried thrusts. Pulling out a few inches at a time, then back in, teasing and tormenting me.
“More,” I begged, arching my back and trying to lift my hips to speed things up, but my lower body was his to command. “Harder…faster…deeper.”
“Such a greedy girl,” he murmured, though he gradually increased his rhythm, giving me the deep penetration and friction I craved.
I gasped as he slammed into me, both of us groaning as that restraint of his slipped. I bit my bottom lip, staring up at him. He’d told me he liked this position, of me spread open for him, taking his cock while he watched…but I also liked my view of him. His broad, defined chest. Those stomach muscles that bunched every time he drove into me. The way his jaw clenched as he tried to remain in control. The way his eyes glazed over with lust as he finally gave himself over to the need to rut because fucking me felt that good.
But still, he maintained that control I was determined to shatter.
Still holding me down and open for him, I moved one of my hands, trailing my fingers down my stomach as his hot, hungry gaze tracked where I was headed. I rubbed my clit, hard and fast, and with his cock driving in and out of me, it didn’t take long for my orgasm to crest. I rode the blissful wave, my head falling back and inarticulate sounds filling the room while my pussy pulsed around Caleb’s shaft, milking him, forcing him to give in to his own release, which had been my goal.
He swore beneath his breath as he slammed into me one last time, his entire body stiffening as he came inside of me, long and hard.
* * *
After our third round of sexual aerobics, I collapsed onto the bed on my stomach with a sated sigh, my dry spell officially over. Jesus, the man was a beast in the bedroom, fucking me three times in the past hour, all in different ways. I was going to be sore tomorrow, but I’d at least go home with a smile on my face from all the generous orgasms.
My body still vibrated with pleasure from the last one, and when I turned my head on the pillow and met Caleb’s gaze beside me, he gave me a smirk that held more than a little bit of arrogance. I couldn’t begrudge him that smug attitude. He’d earned it. His big dick energy definitely extended to the bedroom.
He rolled to his side, propped his head up with his hand, and lightly skimmed his finger down my spine, making me shiver from that touch…until he reached my ass and gave it a playful smack.
I gasped at the slight sting, looking affronted when I was anything but. “Hey, what was that for?”
“Because I know you secretly wanted me to spank you that first time when you didn’t take off your panties like I told you to.”