Page 179 of Untouchable
His fingers dipped under the fabric of her panties so that he could stroke her swollen pussy. “Fuck, you feel good. You’re so wet. Come here.” He gestured with his free hand and then pulled her face back down to kiss her.
Kelly responded to his deep kiss. One of her hands moved to his face, and she rubbed his jaw, loving how masculine, how real he felt beneath her palm.
They’d established a sensual rhythm between their bodies, Caleb giving gentle thrusts as she pushed her pelvis down toward his upward pressure. She was so into it that her pleasure built in urgency until she was just on the edge of coming.
When she started whimpering and huffing against his mouth and her body began to shake, Caleb tore his mouth away with a jerk. “Okay. We better move along. One or both of us is going to lose it pretty soon.”
With a shaking laugh, Kelly fumbled at the top button of his trousers, her hand brushing against the tight bulge of his arousal as she worked. “I could lose it without too much trouble. But I’d be kind of disappointed if you lost it too.”
“Yeah.” Caleb’s voice was dry despite the sexy tension on his face. “That’s what I was afraid of.”
She was about to unzip him when she suddenly remembered something. “Wait. We should use a condom.”
They’d stopped using them before, but it had been two weeks, and she had no way of knowing if he’d fucked anyone in the meantime.
His face twisted—from the effort to control himself, she thought. “Yeah. Do you have one? I think I probably?—”
“I’ve got one.” She swung her leg over his lap and stood up, walking over to where she’d left her purse. She pulled out a condom packet and hurried back over to the couch with it.
She looked at him before she moved over him again.
He was a rumpled mess—tousled hair, half-open pants, wrinkled shirt, obvious erection. But the sight of him sent jolts of pleasure down to her pussy, along with a silly kind of pride that she was the one who’d made him look that way.
“Change your mind?” Caleb asked, gazing up at her hotly.
“No.” Frowning, she straddled his lap again. “Why would I have changed my mind?”
He shook his head and unfastened his pants. “I thought maybe after you had a minute to think, you’d decide this wasn’t what you wanted.”
“Shows what you know. Do you not want it anymore?”
“I feel like I’ve wanted you all my life.” His hands slid around the backs of her thighs until he could feel between her legs. “I just never knew it until now.”
With his pants unfastened, all Kelly had to do was pull out his cock. She stared down at his hard flesh in her hands, her fingers fair and small against him.
He sucked in a sharp breath as she gently stroked him with her fingertips. The sound sent a tug of pleasure down to hercenter. She brushed her palm against the head, mostly to hear him make another sound like that.
“Fuck!” he gasped, stiffening his spine and clamping his fingers down on her bare bottom.
She looked up with an expression of pleased surprise. “That good?”
“Oh, Blossom. You know it is.”
She felt intense and heavy and deeply aroused as he rolled on a condom, and then Kelly raised herself up on her thighs above him, moved aside her panties, and tried to align herself on his cock.
He held himself in place as she lowered herself over him, sheathing his erection with her wet pussy.
She sucked in a breath and arched her back, her mouth falling open as she tried to adjust to the penetration. It had only been a couple of weeks, but he felt incredibly big inside her, her channel stretching around him tightly.
“That doesn’t look like a good face.” Caleb’s voice broke into her consciousness. He was tense beneath her and his hands were still hard on her ass. But his mouth was relaxed and his voice almost natural.
Catching her breath, Kelly felt herself adjusting around the penetration of his cock. The slight discomfort eased to a deliciously snug, clingy feeling. And she smiled down at his sharp scrutiny. “Oh no. It’s definitely good.”
He released a long breath that sounded like relief. “Okay. Because it’s sure as hell good for me.” He gave a little thrust up, causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through her.
He seemed a little different than he had before—not quite so in control, not quite so inhumanly powerful. She couldn’t help but notice the difference, and it somehow turned her on even more. She leaned down into another kiss.
Caleb returned her kiss with skill and leisurely attention, stroking her lips, her tongue, and the inside of her mouth with his tongue. With her arms twined around his neck, Kelly couldn’t suppress the silly whimpers and groans in the back of her throat. It felt good and her guard was down. Her vocal responses were inevitable.
