I have to trust that he knows what’s best for me. He’s clearly much more experienced with anal sex than I am. Not difficult, since I’m not experienced at all.
“I’m sorry, Callie. You have no idea how much I wish I could.”
“It’s okay.”
“I need to prepare you, and I don’t have the tools to do that.”
“Tools?”
“Let’s not talk about this now. I’m not done worshipping this body.” He slides his tongue between my ass cheeks once more.
I quiver beneath his touch. “I never thought this could feel so amazing.”
His reply is a growl.
He continues licking me, and with each swipe of his tongue, I become more on edge, more ready, more and more in love.
I’m lost inside myself. Lost in the fantasy of tongues and teeth. But my eyes shoot open when something more rigid pushes against my asshole.
“See what I mean?” Donny says. “That’s my finger. I’d love to slide it inside you right now.”
“Do it.” I grit my teeth.
“Not yet. Not yet, baby.”
He moves forward then, away from my ass, kissing the small of my back and then upward, to my shoulder blades. He sucks on my neck again, and I know he’s leaving a bruise. I want the bruise. I don’t care if I look like a schoolgirl who spent the afternoon necking under the bleachers. I need those marks on me. Donny’s marks. He’s making me his.
“Are you ready?” he whispers against my ear.
“Always,” I say on a sigh.
He slides onto his side and pulls me against him, spoon style. His cock is between my legs, its warm length sliding through my folds. I’m so wet. So wet and ready.
“Please, Donny. Please.”
“I’m going to go slowly. I’m going to fuck you slowly, Callie. This time, you’re going to feel every part of me touch every part of you.”
I already do feel every part of him inside me when he takes me. But I understand what he means. He’s going to go slowly, inch by inch, so I can take in every tiny nuance.
As much as I ache for a hard fuck, I brace myself for his leisurely invasion. I already know I will love it.
He pulls me into him, lifting one thigh slightly and then…
He glides inside me in a slow hard thrust.
Pleasure erupts out of my throat. And I understand. I understand why he wanted to do this.
It’s so different. Such a new and vibrant sensation. He holds himself inside me for a moment, as time seems to suspend itself. I feel so complete, even more complete than I have in our previous lovemaking sessions. Because right now, as he’s deep inside me, he’s touching my heart. He’s touching my soul. This goes so far beyond the physical. It’s spiritual. Ethereal.
It’s everything and nothing all at once, all wrapped into our bodies joined as one.
I could stay this way forever. The world can go on around us, as Donny and I just lie here on the bed, his cock embedded so fully into my body. Let the world go on, but let us stay here trapped in the time warp. The time warp of love and peace, desire and tranquility.
I push my ass backward, trying to embed him in me farther, deeper. If only his entire body could take in my entire body. I want to crawl into his skin with him, truly become him.
I let out a long sigh, and then he withdraws. I cry out at the loss, but then he’s inside me again after another long slow thrust.
And I’m back. Back in that wondrous place of completion. Stars burst before my eyes. I haven’t climaxed, but I don’t care. Nothing is better than this. Nothing. Nothing in the whole world.
He pulls out again slowly. Slides back in.
Sounds come from my throat. Maybe some words too. I make no sense of any of it. I don’t have to. Sense isn’t necessary here. Only desire, emotion, raw feeling. Logic doesn’t matter. Nothing matters. Only this wave of emotion and sweetness and pure, pure love.
I’m floating now. Floating above the bed, or so it seems. The comfort of the mattress has wrapped around us, cloaking us in warmth and love.
Again he pulls out, and again he pushes back in.
Slowly, slowly, slowly…
“God, Callie. How have we missed out on this before?”
“I don’t know. It’s amazing, Donny. Pure rapture.”
He embeds himself inside me once more. “I want so much to take you. To jam my cock inside you and release. But this… I’ve never…”
“Never…what?”
“I’ve never felt like this before. It’s never been like this. Not with anyone. And it never will be again.” He kisses my shoulder, the side of my neck. “God, Callie, I never thought I could love like this.”
I sigh into him.
And I love him all the more.
Chapter Forty-Seven
Donny
I grit my teeth. I’m lost. So lost. Lost inside Callie’s body, and I don’t want to be found.