Page 77 of Executive Decision

I smiled slightly. “No. I didn’t. And now, we won’t have to worry if it happens again, okay?”

Cal took my beer, setting it on the counter beside his own. He kissed me once more, enveloping me in his arms. As his tongue tangled with mine, my whole body tingled. I wanted him to run me to the bed and do everything to me. Unfortunately, that wouldnotbe happening. I had to push him away before things got too out of hand.

“Cal, I told you… I am on my period,” I said.

“And?”

“Well, we should wait.”

“That doesn’t bother me unless it bothers you.”

I stared in disbelief.

“What? Did you see a ghost? Did I overstep?”

“No. I just…” I shook my head, voice trailing. “Never mind.”

He ran his fingers through my hair. “Daph, I’ve waited too long. I want to please you, to unwind you, and, unlike last time, to hold you.”

He said all the right things to make me want him.

“It’s going to be a murder scene.”

“It won’t be that bad,” Cal laughed. “Come on, princess. Let me get you off.”

I trusted him. He’d done this before—somehow. I undressed, tossed my tampon, and climbed onto the towels he’d laid on his bed. Usually, I’d be too embarrassed to try this, but Cal piqued my curiosity.

I lay there vulnerable, but feeling safe as he slid a condom over the head of his penis and down the shaft. He gently pinned me to the bed, kissing my neck and pressing against my entrance with my legs slightly parted.

“Cal, I won’t cum this way,” I protested. “It’s nice, but.”

Cal parted my legs further with his body. “Why don’t you let me try? No one ever made you cum with their mouth before me, did they? That’s why you avoided it?”

I nodded.

“Let me try.”

“I’m afraid you’ll freak out. Like what if I start bleeding or?—”

“I can always stop,” Cal said. “And you can always say no, Daphne.”

He comforted me. I loved his protective streak. It put me at ease.

He kissed my neck again. “Let me worship you, princess. Let me try.”

I gave into his pleas, grinding my hips against his until his cock slipped inside. My fears fell aside as he thrust deeper. Slowly, he rocked his hips as I rocked mine. Desperate, we worked together to try and bring me to the point of no return. I doubt it was possible, but damn I hoped he’d succeed.

“Does that feel good?” Cal asked.

“Yes,” I whispered while digging my nails in his back. “You always feel good.”

Cal kissed me as he thrust deeper. I moaned, unable to keep it down.

“She likes that after all,” Cal growled. “Cum for me, Daphne.”

With every thrust, he hit a spot that made my toes curl. I thought I might end up with a terrible leg camp, but persisted. Cal’s right hand found his way to my left nipple. He rolled his fingers over it the way that sent me into orbit. I bucked my hips to his.

“Oh, you’re greedy, princess,” Cal laughed.

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