Page 64 of His Red Carnation

“Come on, baby,” I said as I reached down to thumb her clit, rubbing furiously. “Come on my cock like a good girl.”

She began to scream as she clenched her thighs around my body, her perfect fucking face writhing in pleasure.

I let go of her as she loosened her grip on me, and I picked her up and tossed her around, positioning her on her stomach. She got on her knees and looked back at me with a smile, biting her bottom lip in anticipation. Her plump ass jiggled as I grabbed her hips and thrust hard into her, and she whimpered as she fisted the blanket underneath her, letting her head hang low. I watched her ass bounce against my body as I fisted her hair, tugging it back as she arched her back and let me pull hard.

“Fuck, baby. I need to fuck your sweet little ass next. It’s begging me to fuck it,” I growled as I tugged her hair back harder, lifting her body to rest her back against my chest as I continued to pound her.

“Yes, Daddy, fuck my ass,” she cried excitedly.

I let out a primal moan as I pulled out and quickly grabbed the lube from my bedside table. I generously lathered my cock with the cold liquid and brought her back into the same position, this time gently wrapping my hand around her throat.

“You wanna prep, baby? Or do you want Daddy to fuck your ass just like this?” My lips grazed against her ear as I teased her ass with the head of my cock.

“Fuck my assnow,” she demanded, and it brought a smile to my face—my baby knew what she wanted, and she was gonna get it.

I slowly pushed my cock into her ass, wanting to pound into her but not wanting to hurt her, so I took my time. I began to thrust my hips gently as she moaned, and I tightened my grip on her throat, ready to burst already.

“Oh my God,” she growled as I continued to inch in, and I finally lost control as she reached her hand down to her pussy and began to rub herself.

I pounded my hips against her ass, igniting more screams from her mouth. I let go of my grip on her throat to hold onto her hips, and she caught herself on her hands on the bed. I hadn’theard my baby moan so loudly before, so wildly, and it brought out a fucking beast in me. I continued to pound her ass as she fell down onto her belly on the bed, and my balls tightened as I neared my orgasm. I reached around to her clit and began to rub quickly as I growled out with pleasure, spilling myself into her ass, and she screamed out, “I’m coming! Fuck, I’m coming!”

Holy fucking shit. I couldn’t believe how satisfying it was to be so rough with Sloane, and she fucking loved it.Right? She loved it?My mind began to race before I even pulled out of her.

“Baby,” I said as I caught my breath, trailing kisses on her shoulder.

“Hmmm?” Her eyes were closed and a small smile tugged on her lips.

I didn’t want to pull out yet, so I fell onto the bed, pulling her down with me as I positioned us on our sides, leaving my cock in her ass as I spooned her.

“Baby, did you like that?” I asked worriedly, getting into my head again.

“Oh my God, Callan,” she moaned, still lost in pleasure. “I fuckinglovedit.”

I smiled and exhaled a chuckle, relieved. I also loved that my fucking foul mouth was rubbing off on her so much.

“Sloane, I love you. I’d be so fucking lost without you,” I blurted out, my emotions running high.

“Aw, baby.” She turned her head and raised her arm to pull me into a kiss. “I love you too, Callan. So, so much.”

I wanted to see her beautiful face so I begrudgingly pulled out of her and turned her around to face me. Her big, brown eyes found mine and she smiled that big, dimpled smile. All of the guilt that had consumed me before suddenly vanished. I was knocked the fuck out by Jake, but I deserved it. But it was done with—now he knew. Now we just needed to face the scrutiny ofwhatever the fuck the press was saying about it.And the Sarah shit, fuck. How the fuck—

“What are you thinking about?” Sloane pulled me out of my head as she gently placed her palm on my cheek.

I thought about where to start first.

“I don’t remember going to sleep. What happened when…did I do anything stupid when you got here?” I hesitantly asked.

Her smile faded slightly, but she shook her head. “No. You were trying to feel me up, but I distracted you. You were the same Callan as always, just slightly slurred and wobbly,” she said with a small laugh.

Thank fuck.

“I’m sorry, baby. I should have been sober. I should have been clear-headed so we could’ve talked about everything that happened,” I said quietly, still ashamed of myself.

She shook her head. “It’s okay, Cal. That was rough—I can understand why you did it.” She began to rub circles on my arm, and I wondered how I ended up so lucky. What the fuck did I do in a past life to deserve the most amazing, special woman in the world? I must have been the fucking Pope or some shit.

“How areyoudoing, baby? Are you okay?” I asked, sitting up on my elbow, desperately wanting to take care of her for once.

She shook her head and blinked, then rolled onto her back. I could see tears welling in her eyes and my heart fucking broke into a million pieces.

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