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“Please.” Her hips arch under me, her legs wrapping around my thighs to pull me closer.
“Uh-uh, I wanna hear you say it. Tell me what you need.” Once she adjusts fully to the plug, I position my cock at the entrance to her pussy. She’s so wet for me, the head slides in without much encouragement. But that’s where I stop. Gwen growls her frustration, and I tease at her entrance while pressing kisses to her breasts and neck. I thrust the slightest bit. The thick head of my cock still hasn’t breached her completely, and all I’m doing is frustrating the hell out of us both. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
Her lavender eyes meet mine, and she wraps her hands around my shoulders. “Please, Callum. I want you inside me when I come. I’m already so close”
Jesus, fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything hotter. “That’s it, angel. I want you to come on my cock.” I push in a little more and groan when I feel her take the head inside her wet heat. “That’s it, baby, take me in.”
She clamps down on me immediately and her body shudders. “Oh, God, Cal. You feel so good.”
I try to focus on her face, but my eyes are damn near crossing. “Let me know if it hurts or if you want me to stop.”
“Don’t stop,” she says immediately and grips tighter around my shoulders. The vibrator buzzes between us, pinned by the friction of our bodies. Her eyes roll back into her head as she takes in the maelstrom of sensations.
I press in slowly, gauging her reaction. I don’t want to hurt her, but I also have never felt anything so fucking good in my life. In a grip that I’m certain will bruise, I widen her thighs to fit between them, making her moan. She’s now rubbing the toy furiously against her clit, making maddening noises in the back of her throat. With the plug in her ass, my cock in her pussy and the toy teasing her all at once, she’s overloaded with sensations.
And I’m only getting started.
When I’m fully seated inside of her, we both stop breathing for one long moment. Connected. That’s what I’ve been running from for so long. Being with her is like finding a part of me I didn’t know I was missing. I lean forward to take her mouth in a deep, indulgent kiss. Her body trembles beneath me and her hips surge up to create the desperate friction she needs so much. But I won’t give it to her. Not until she’s practically begging for it.
“Please,” she whispers again, as though she can read my mind.
I move slowly at first, allowing her to acclimate and enjoying filling her all the way up. At this my gait stutters, and I say, “Fuck, I don’t have a condom.”
Her eyes snap open. “Neither do I, I didn’t exactly plan this.”
“Is this okay? I’ll pull out.”
“Um, I’m not sure. I don’t want you to go, but—”
My hips begin to move of their own accord. She feels so good, I don’t want to stop. “I’ll pull out,” I say with false confidence. I’m so full of shit.
“Okay. I shouldn’t be able to get pregnant, but—”
Whatever she’s going to say dies in her throat as my hands find her breasts and start tweaking her nipples. I’m obsessed with them. Ever since our moment in the shower, I can’t get enough. They make her so soft and curvy, and her breasts fill out my hands so perfectly.
Her head thrashes more wildly. “Yes, like that. I want you to come all over me. Come on my cock, baby. Let me see you.”
“Fuck,” she whispers, and that one dirty little word out of her mouth is so sexy I nearly come first. “I’m so close.”
It’s a thing of beauty watching her. She arches her neck back, her full breasts bouncing, her thighs spreading wide to take me. I glance down and watch my cock driving into her and wish I had more hands to enjoy all her curves. The orgasm sweeps over her in a violent wave. Her body stiffens, muscles and limbs locking around me, her pussy clamping down on me to the point of pain. I ride it out until she’s shaking and then limp, sated.
She sighs sweetly and drops the vibrator on the bed next to us, and with a click, it turns off. When she envelopes me in her arms, her legs coming around my waist, I release the hold I had on my own orgasm and follow after her.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
GWEN
“Like hell you are,”Cal says with a firm set to his brows.
“What are you gonna do? Tie me to the bed?”
He plants his hands on his hips. “It would be a start. You aren’t going to see Bunny by yourself. That’s like throwing you to the wolves with a steak around your neck.”
I roll my eyes. Now who’s being dramatic? “She’s going to notice when you start moving your stuff out of their house and into mine.”
This catches him off guard, and he opens and closes his mouth a few times. “Say that again.”
“You heard me the first time. Besides. It’s time. If we’re going to be in a relationship, then I want to do it right from the beginning. Part of that is explaining things to your family before they find out at the diner or something. Or, God forbid, walk in on us.”
