Damn, too many clothes. Already I’m hard and ready. Maybe tonight will be the night I’ve wanted with her since our recent beginning.
Lovemaking. Worshiping every inch of her body. Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm…
She breaks the kiss then. Gasps in a large breath of air.
Her amber eyes have turned into flames.
No, she’s not tired. She’s on fire.
She kicks off her boots and then sheds her jeans. Still wearing her light-blue socks, she peels off her panties and then straddles me, working my belt.
“Callie—”
“Shut up. I’m in control now. I want to fuck, Donny.”
Again…fine by me.
My buckle clinks as she loosens it and then reaches inside my boxer briefs to free my hard cock.
In a flash, I’m inside her, and she’s pistoning her hips, fucking me hard and fast.
“Callie…God.”
“This is what I want,” she grits out. “I want a hard fuck, and then I want something else.”
“Whatever you want, baby, but damn…slow down…or I’ll—”
“No. Don’t want slow. I want this. This is what we are, Donny. You and I. We’re passion. We’re desire. We’re those people who can’t keep their hands off each other, and I never want that to change.”
“Baby, it won’t.”
“Quiet! Just let me fuck you.”
I zip my lips closed. If this is what she wants—what she needs—I’ll do my part. I want what she wants, and having a beautiful woman on top of me riding me like a damned pony works for me as well.
Her pussy grips me so tightly, yet she’s wet enough to slide on and off me unencumbered.
She rides, rides, rides…
And my balls scrunch toward my body, and the sizzling begins beneath my skin. The sparks turn to flames as the spasms shoot out my dick and into Callie’s warmth.
I close my eyes. Groan. Shout her name.
And she keeps fucking me. Harder, faster, and I swear to God, this climax will go on forever.
Still she slides up and down, milking every last drop out of me.
I’m still hard, and she’s still riding me.
She’s not looking for an orgasm. If she were, she’d be doing something else.
No, she’s…
She’s…
I don’t know what she’s after. I only know she won’t find it this way.
I’m happy to let her keep going. Forever if I had my way.
But this is no longer about me.
Perhaps it never was.
It’s about her.
I open my eyes, grit my teeth, and grasp her hips, bringing her down onto my cock and keeping her from rising.
“Callie,” I say gently.
“No. I’m not finished.”
“You won’t get an orgasm this way.”
“Who says that’s what I’m after?”
I was right. “Callie, baby. What are you after, then?”
She opens her eyes, meets my gaze. Does she even know?
After a few seconds that seem longer, she finally speaks.
“I want you to spank me, Donny. Spank my ass until it’s red as a beet.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Callie
Donny’s lips form an O.
And so do my own.
Part of me can’t believe what I just asked for.
Is he going to run away screaming? I close my eyes. Maybe if I can’t see what’s around me, I’ll disappear into thin air.
“Callie,” he says gently. “Open your eyes. Look at me.”
I open one eye slowly. Then the other.
“Are you sure you know what you’re asking for?”
“Never mind,” I say hastily.
He grabs one of my hands, entwining our fingers together. “I won’t say the idea repulses me.”
“Have you done it before?”
“Sure. But I never thought of spanking you, Callie.”
I wrinkle my forehead. Should I be upset? Grateful? “Oh?”
He pulls me down onto his chest and kisses my lips softly. “You’re so very precious to me. The thought of striking you… It just never entered my mind.”
I roll off him and onto my side, still wearing my T-shirt. Though his pants are undone, he’s still fully clothed.
“It never occurred to me either, but I had a dream that you spanked me. And it was…hot.” Now I want to bury my head. Did I truly just tell him about my spanking dream?
He grins. “If it’s something you want, I’m happy to oblige.”
“Not if you’re uncomfortable.”
“I want to please you, Callie. I want to give you a thousand orgasms and worship your body the way you want. If you want me to slap your ass…I will.”
I smile. “You’ve given me plenty of orgasms.”
He shakes his head, chuckling softly. “Oh, baby, no, I haven’t. I’ve wanted to, but I haven’t. I don’t seem to have any willpower where you’re concerned. I get inside you and it’s all over.”
“I’ve told you before. I like that. What do you think I was after tonight?”
“A spanking, apparently.”
“Well…yeah. Eventually. But first I needed you inside me. I needed a hard fucking. I needed to…”
To what? Escape?
Yeah, to escape. But that’s not fair to Donny.
I curl a lock of his hair between my fingers. “I’m sorry.”
“For what? You haven’t done anything wrong.”
“I think I attacked you for the wrong reasons. I wanted to feel something. Feel you inside me. Lose the emptiness.”