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Gwen arches her neck to allow me better access and then says on a sigh, “We both made mistakes. How about we start fresh now? From this moment on, it will be our second chance.”
I’m going to own this second chance and all her others. The only future she has from here on out is with me. “This time, I’m going to make it right.” I guess now that I’ve made one promise, I won’t stop making them.
“Oh, yeah?” she says as I trace my lips up her throat. “How are you gonna do that? We don’t have long before the baby wakes up, and I’m still mad at you.”
My lips reach her ear. “How about I make you come until you forget to be mad at me?” I’ve been dreaming of the expression on her face since the last time. We may not have all night, but we have right now, and I’m gonna make it count.
“That’s mighty big talk when you don’t have a lot of time.” She seems unconvinced, but she’s already panting for it. I bet if I reached between her legs, I’d find her sweet little pussy wet and wanting for me. That’s my sweet, dirty little angel.
I wonder how dirty she can be? The thought is so intriguing, I say, “Tell me. If I look in your nightstand drawer, am I going to find any toys?”
She tries to sit up in surprise, but I press her back to the bed. “Cal!” she protests. Her skin is so pale it flushes at the slightest provocation. This is no different. The skin above the neck of the robe turns a mottled red with embarrassment. Her cheeks are a couple of shades deeper.
There must be something that makes her feel a little insecure in there. A kinder man would give her some slack, but I’m not a kinder man. I want to see all her insecurities and show her why she should never feel insecure with me. “C’mon, don’t be shy. What have you got in there?” My mind is racing with all the possibilities, all the things I want to do to her, with her.
Gwen shakes her head, biting her lip. as though if given the chance, she’d beg me to do all those things to her, too. “We don’t need anything. I only want you. Besides, aren’t men supposed to be intimidated by toys in bed?”
I give her a scathing look. “Intimidated? Angel, toys aren’t my competition. I consider them my teammates. Besides, I meant what I said. You’re gonna come so many times you’ll forget to be mad for the near future. Maybe even forever.”
Her cheeks burning, she wrestles with her indecision for a few seconds before giving in. “I have a v-vibrator.”
Gwen being shy. It’s a sight to see. Like when she’d been insecure about her body. I get hard just thinking about it. Because I know when she relaxes and opens up for me, it’s a beautiful thing. It’s even more beautiful because I know it’s all for me. “Yeah? What else.”
“Lube,” she whispers, unable to look at me as I uncinch the robe at her waist and bare her beautiful, luscious breasts.
I take a nipple into my mouth and suck. She shudders, no doubt remembering as I am what happened the last time I did this. “Mmhmm.”
She gnaws on her lower lip like there’s a secret she’s trying to keep from spilling, but I can’t have that. My hand snakes its way down between her thighs, and fuck me, I was right. She’s so slick my fingers come away sopping wet. A groan rumbles in her chest and I tease her clit with the barest tips of my fingers. “Tell me what you’re hiding in there, angel, so we can play.”
Writhing, she breathes out, “A butt plug.”
I dip down to lick at her throat, feeling her pulse hammering underneath my tongue as I continue to tease her. What I really want is to drown myself between her thighs for hours, but we’re on a tight schedule today, and I want to feel that pretty pink pussy around me the next time she comes. “Lay still for me.”
She reaches for me, to stop me, or keep me from stopping, I don’t know. “Cal…”
My finger thrusts inside of her, and she arches her neck for me. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she says without hesitation. That turns me on almost as much as seeing her submit to me.
I reach across her, enjoying the feeling of her body shivering underneath my own. I find a small pink vibrator. Water based lube. And a matching pink butt plug. My cock is hard, but it grows even harder thinking about filling up all her holes at once. Cock, fingers, mouth, toys. I’m going to make her mine in every way I can, so she never forgets who she belongs to.
Placing the toys by my side, I nibble at her skin. “You want me to use these on you, angel?”
“Y-yes.” No hesitation. Her words catch when I bite down on her throat. She likes that a lot.
“Spread your legs some more.” Gwen does as I ask, and I bite my lip to hold back a moan. She’s perfection. I wish we had more time, but I’ll make it work.
With perfect concentration, I spread the lube on my fingers, then trace the lips of her pussy once more. I want to make it feel as good as possible for her. Her head falls back against the pillow as I spread the liquid over her clit, then down to her entrance. There’s a bit of resistance as I push two lubed fingers inside, but she relaxes and then accepts me. I repeat the process until she’s wet and slick and writhing underneath me.
I hand her the vibrator. “Turn this on to what you like,” I say.
She nods wordlessly and punches buttons until it’s vibrating rhythmically. Her eyes go wide when she watches me lube up the butt plug. Her thighs begin to tremble. With my gaze locked with hers, I guide her hand and the toy to her clit, causing her to moan in the back of her throat. It distracts her long enough for me to press the plug against her back entrance. She moans again, deeper, longer, as I insert the plug. She resists, but only for a second. Her head thrashes back and forth against the pillow when it’s seated fully inside.
I want her so overwhelmed with sensations that she doesn’t have a chance to think, to second guess. I want her as consumed by me as I’ve been by her since I left her.
“Cal,” she moans when I’ve teased her for a while. “Cal, please.”
My eyes flutter closed at the need in her voice. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing it. Her beg for me. “What do you need? Tell me.”
