She’s wet and slick but tighter than I imagined.
“Logan,” she moans my name as I push further into her warmth, stretching her and filling her with every inch of me.
Her fingernails trail over my back and down to my ass as she wraps her legs around me.
Her cheeks are flushed, her skin is beautiful and glowing as I fuck her, driving my cock hard and fast inside of her warmth.
She trembles and grips me, securing me like a vice, and her inside walls shudder around me. Pulsating, she moans as the second wave of euphoria hits her.
I keep the pace, not wanting her to lose the orgasm she’s chasing as she screams out my name, hands thrashing against the bedsheets before I drag her hands to the bedrail and have her hold on.
Her voice catches in her throat as she shudders around me, tightening onto my cock. “Logan!” she screams, and I swear if anyone is next door at this hour, they can hear us. Hell, most of the floors above and below us can hear her coming.
I want to let go and join her. But I promised her three orgasms, and fuck it, I’m going to deliver on that promise.
Cali gasps for breath, her chest rising and falling as she finally collapses against the mattress, loosening her grip on the headboard rails.
I’d love to have this woman on her hands and knees, but I know that’s not possible with the recent bruises from her fall. It’s any wonder how she doesn’t have a concussion.
“On your side,” I command, and guide her onto her side as I get positioned behind her.
“You’re not going to do any butt stuff, are you?” she asks, glancing at me over her shoulder.
I chuckle. “It doesn’t sound like you’re into butt stuff.” I’m teasing her, but I wouldn’t do anything Cali isn’t comfortable with and doesn’t consent to.
My fingers graze over her bottom, but my target is her pussy, and I guide my shaft inside her warmth. I let my fingers tease her folds and circle around her clit. But I don’t touch the sensitive pearl.
Her back arches, pressing into me as I begin our dance, thrusting and listening to her moaning my name all over again.
“Fuck,” Cali grunts, her fingers digging into my hip, roughly caressing me. She’s desperate to touch me as I stir another fire deep within her. “I didn’t think you could do three,” she gasps, trying to catch her breath.
“Oh, I could go all day with you,Sweetheart,” I say, and mean it. There’s something about Cali that makes me alive inside. I can’t remember the last time I ever felt this way about anyone.
I can’t get enough of her.
Her insides clamp down on my cock, and she’s trembling, just barely tinkering on the edge. It’s enough to show me she’s ready, and I let my fingers press against her clit, teasing and rubbing, as her lips part, and she loudly gasps her enjoyment.
“Cali,” I grunt, finding myself closer to the edge. I’m desperately holding on, wanting to ride the last wave in together. I bite down on her shoulder. She moans, clenching on my shaft, her insides spasming as I continue to thrust and tease her clit.
It’s actually what she needs, driving her over the edge. Toes curling, gasping and trembling. Her walls clench, refusing to let me go as I bury myself deep within her.
When she releases her grip on me, I climb off the bed and toss the condom in the bathroom trash. My heart pounds wildly against my chest as I’m still catching my breath.
Cali rolls onto her back, her eyelids heavy. “Stay.”
I climb into bed beside her, draping an arm over her chest. “For a little bit.” I yawn. I can’t stay the night. My daughter will worry if I’m not home soon.
But sleep takes hold before I can untangle from her body and pull my clothes on.
Sometime during the night, my phone buzzes, and I groan, realizing I’ve fallen asleep. I sit up in bed, grabbing my cell phone. It’s Julianna.
“Hello?” I rub the sleep from my eyes and try to sound like I’ve been awake. But it’s well past one in the morning.
“Are you okay? You haven’t come home,” Julianna says.
“I’m just looking after Cali,” I say, and grimace.
“Is that code for sex?” my daughter asks, and I swear she’s probably making a grossed-out face.