Page 39 of Untouchable
His fists clenched in the bedding, and his pelvis began to make little thrusts. She let him fuck her mouth, began relaxing the muscles of her throat so he wouldn’t gag her.
Caleb was grunting soft and steady now. And one of his hands moved to the back of her head. His fingers curved around her skull, tangling in her loose hair, applying slight pressure that she used to find the tempo that would please him the most.
“Fuck,” he choked out as she increased the pressure of her mouth. “Oh fuck.” There was a slight sheen on his face, and he was still staring down at her, as his pelvis pumped more uncontrollably.
Kelly relaxed her jaw and throat. She took him in all the way, then reached down to squeeze his balls again.
“Oh fuck!”
His cock shuddered in her mouth. So she moved the hand on his balls back a little, found the very sensitive spot just beyond. Rubbed little circles against it with two fingers.
He let out a loud, wordless sound. His hips thrashed and he came hard.
She kept sucking him off as the contractions continued, until the final spasms receded at last. To give herself an excuse to avoid reciprocation afterward, she reached down to rub her own clit.
“Oh fuck!” Caleb breathed, staring down at her with hot eyes and heavy lids as she faked rubbing herself to orgasm.
When she’d gasped and shook and tightened her face appropriately, she stood up and immediately sat down next to him on the edge of the bed since her legs were shakier than sheexpected. Her stomach felt tight and heavy, but she didn’t panic the way she had last night.
He was still breathing heavily. “I’ll take that kind of thank-you any day.”
She smiled when his eyes found hers and reached over to zip him up.
“I can do you if you want.”
As far as she could tell, he meant it. It wasn’t a half-hearted, token offer.
She shook her head. “I’m feeling very satisfied. Watching you was as hot as it gets.” With a smile, she walked to the bathroom, knowing he was watching.
Taking a deep breath, she washed her hands thoroughly and glanced up to look at herself in the mirror.
Smoothing a few flyaway hairs, she registered her very flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips. She glanced down and saw that her nipples were visibly hard through her camisole.
And for the first time she realized that she was actually wet. Slightly aroused.
The realization was very disturbing.
It was fine. She’d been rubbing her clit after all. But it still felt wrong in a way she couldn’t articulate.
She shouldn’t—she just shouldn’t—get turned on from giving Caleb a blow job.
She pushed the thought aside and made herself return to the bedroom, hardening herself again.
None of it mattered. All of it she could tolerate. All of it she could use.
There was nothing else he could take from her.
Caleb had already taken from Kelly the things that had mattered the most.
10
Two night later,Kelly’s cheek was pressed down against a flattened pillow, and her bottom was high in the air.
Her naked body shook from the force of Caleb’s thrusting behind her. His cock was buried in her deeply, and his pelvis pistoned against her ass with increasing urgency.
“Oh God!” she mumbled, faking intensifying pleasure. She wasn’t particularly uncomfortable, but she also wasn’t anywhere close to coming. “Fuck, Caleb!”
“You gonna come, baby?” He was obviously tired from a long day of work and was already pretty far gone.
