Page 38 of The Claiming Series: Collection 1
I crawl back up her luscious body, scattering licks and kisses along the way. “You’re everything I ever wanted in a woman, Lily. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” I mutter, claiming her mouth in a deep kiss and letting her taste her feminine essence. “Are you sure you’re not too sore?” I won’t ever take my pleasure at the expense of hers.
“No,” she moans. “It hurts more not having you inside me.”
That’s all I need to hear. I line myself up and snap my hips forward, impaling her in one deep thrust that has us both groaning aloud.
“Fuck, this little cunt is going to squeeze me tight every single time, isn’t it, Angel?” I growl, swirling my hips against her so she gasps and moans.
“You’re so big, Cal. You fill me so perfectly. I’ll never get tired of having you inside me like this,” she sighs, tightening her pussy walls around me so it feels like she’s going to suck the cum from my balls.
I roll us so she’s on top, her knees pressing into the bed as she straddles my hips. She notches my throbbing cock at her entrance and braces herself with both hands on my chest before dropping down on my length in one go. She throws her head back and cries out, her eyes fluttering closed, bliss etched on her face. Her cheeks are flushed with passion, and her glorious hair tumbles around her shoulders and down her back. She’s so fucking beautiful, it hurts.
Lily lifts off me and sinks down again, her pussy lips stretched around my thickness as she sucks me in deep. I grab her hips, clamping her to me while her cunt flutters around me, pulling more pre-cum from my cock. She raises her hips again, and together we find a rhythm, our bodies coming together in increasingly frenzied slaps as her pussy swallows me from tip to root.
“You’re fucking me so deep, so hard. God, I love it, Cal!” she shouts into the room.
I’m pretty sure it’s my angel who fucking me, claiming me as surely as I claimed her earlier. Her hips buck and grind on me furiously, her movements wild and wanton as she bounces up and down on my swollen cock. She dips her head to mine for a kiss, our tongues dancing and swirling together as herhips continue to rise and fall, pushing us closer and closer…
“Cal! Oh, fuck!” Lily stills above me, her body pulled taut as her orgasm takes her, and she comes all over my cock.
It’s enough to send me careening over the edge with her, and I roar my climax into her throat, sucking and biting on her neck as I unload my cum inside her in thick streams.
Lily collapses on top of me, completely spent. I stroke my hands through her damp hair as our breathing slowly returns to normal. Our hearts beat in sync. I’ve never felt more at peace, more complete.
“You okay, Angel?” I ask softly.
“Mmmhmm,” she hums as if she doesn’t have the energy to say more.
“I didn’t hurt you?”
“Nuh-uh,” she shakes her head slightly, where it rests on my chest.
I chuckle, kissing the top of her head. “I love you. Get some sleep, beautiful.”
Seconds later, her cute little snores reach my ears. Ismile. I’ll have to remember to tell her I was right about that.
My eyes grow heavy, and I give in to sleep, my arms wrapped around my private miracle.
We don’t emerge from the hotel room until late the following afternoon.
Apart from ordering a meal from room service and the half-hour phone call Lily had filling Daisy in on everything, I’ve spent practically every minute inside her. But my desire for her is still far from sated. She’s officially my favorite addiction.
“This is only the beginning,” I reassure her as we get ready to leave the hotel on Saturday afternoon. I can see the doubts, the trepidation written all over her face—the fear that our connection will evaporate the second we get back to San Antonio.
“Promise?” She looks up at me uncertainly as she packs her few belongings back in her small suitcase.
I move toward her, wrapping her up in my embrace. “I promise. We’re a part of each other now. I’m not letting you go,” I vow. I can’t fucking wait to take thenext step with her, get my ring on her finger, and my baby in her belly.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out to see it’s Brian. I speak to him briefly, telling him we’ll be down in five minutes.
I notice Lily’s eyes on the descending numbers as we ride the elevator, each one that lights up taking us closer to the ground floor and back to reality.
The journey home seems to pass too quickly, and before I know it, we’re delivering Lily back to the office parking lot. I walk her to her car, leaving her with a lingering kiss. I already feel empty as I watch her drive away. I climb back into the Mercedes, and Brian returns me to my apartment.
I’ve been back less than an hour when it dawns on me that I don’t want to waste another minute here alone. I want my woman with me. I need Lily by my side to make this place feel like a home.
Half an hour later, I’m pounding on Lily’s front door, waiting impatiently for her to answer.
Finally, the door opens, and my curvy angel is standing there in a robe, her skin damp as if she’s just stepped out of the shower.
