“You have no idea.”
“Oh I have some idea.” He pushed two fingers into her wet pussy and stroked her while the heel of his hand massaged her clit.
“Yes.”
Her ass ground against his cock again, and he grunted. “Keep that up, and you’ll only get one before I make love to you.”
“I can live with that.” Her voice was tight and dripping desire. “Because this one is going to be a doozie. Good God.” She squeezed his fingers and a small cry fell from her lips. He kept stroking her. “Caleb!”
He held her as she came, her body vibrating against his. “That’s it. You’re even wetter. But still not enough.” Yet he gave her a little time to savor the release.
Finally withdrawing his hand from her panties, he quickly stripped her bare while she still panted from her orgasm. His cock strained against his fly, but he wasn’t done pleasuring her. He shucked his jeans and clothes as well and led her over to the bed.
“Climb on top, darlin’.” He directed her forward and she knelt on the mattress near the edge. He stood behind her, his arms snaking around her. He cupped her breasts and caressed them. Then he teased her nipples tight with his fingers and thumbs. “Those breathy whimpers of yours drive me wild,” he told her.
“I have a feeling I’ll be coming again soon.”
“I can guarantee it.” He released her. “Bend forward.”
Without questioning him, she did as he instructed, going down on all fours. He grabbed a pillow from the pile against the headboard and placed it beneath her, at her chest. She hugged it as his hands skimmed over her ass. He knelt behind her and spread her lips with his thumbs. Then his tongue swept over her clit and her body jolted.
She arched her back and lifted her ass higher in the air. He licked her pussy, loving the way she responded to his intimate touch. Her breathy whimpers turned into throaty moans.
“Caleb, that feels so good.”
He tongued her clit, then suckled her slick flesh. She shivered.
“You’re making me so hot,” she said.
Liquid fire roared through his own veins. But he wasn’t in a hurry. Had no desire to rush the natural progression of their evening. When he finally sank into her warm depths, he’d be damn relieved. Yet he could wait a while longer.
His hands kneaded her cheeks as he continued to lick and suck. She squirmed and panted. He increased the pressure, aggressively making love to her with his mouth.
“That’s perfect,” she said on a ragged breath. “I’m going to come again.”
He did everything he could to
ensure it. Seconds later, another cry wrenched from her mouth and her body tensed, then trembled.
“Oh God,” she gasped.
He sheathed himself with a condom and crawled onto the bed. He entered her from behind, his body practically curling around hers.
“So wet,” he murmured. “So tight. Damn, you take my breath away.”
Thrusting into her, he groaned. His lips brushed over her shoulder and his hand slid between her legs. He rubbed her clit as his cock pumped slowly.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I love how you feel inside me.”
“Happy to be here.” His voice was rough as he tried to keep the steady rhythm he’d set rather than drive deeper and harder into her, an animalistic instinct she sparked.
They moved together and she milked his shaft until it was impossible not to pick up the pace. His strokes became longer and a bit more forceful.
“So good,” she mumbled. “Keep doing that.”
His hips jerked and he plunged into her, hard and fast. Her hand covered his between her legs, as though to keep it there. Not that he’d intended to stop the stimulation. He wanted to give her another powerful orgasm.
Fiery sensations coursed through him and his pulse raged. Nothing was quite as exciting as sending both of them right to the edge.