Stars exploded and Megan’s orgasm rocked through her, wave after wave of pleasure as Caleb used his fingers and mouth to work her through it.
Her body collapsed on the bed, spent and satisfied. Caleb disappeared, and Megan opened her eyes to find him taking off the rest of his clothes. He pulled a condom from the pocket of his shorts. She watched him place the gold foil packet on the bed. Caleb grinned at her then kissed his way up her body until he got to her mouth. She could taste herself on his lips, and it felt like a branding, an entwining.
Megan didn’t let the thought linger and slid her hand between their bodies until she gripped his cock, hard and ready, wetness coating the head.
“Do you see what you do to me, Megs?” He gasped when she tightened her grip, and he bent to give her another kiss.
She stroked his length, long and slow, adjusting her grip from softer to harder as she moved up and down.
The muscles in Caleb’s arms tensed and shook, and delight lit through her. Megan continued to stroke him, her own body responding. There was only so much she could take before she needed him inside her, but she was determined to give him the same pleasure he gave her.
“I want to wrap my mouth around your cock and lick and suck until you can’t take it anymore, Caleb,” she whispered in his ear.
“Fuck yes,” was his only response. A few seconds later a pillow was under her head and his cock was within reach of her mouth.
She couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped. “Someone’s impatient.”
“You ask, and I deliver, princess. That’s how this works.” His body was above her head, and he leaned on the headboard. She loved the view of his abdomen, and the new tattoo on his chest. He looked down at her, desire darkening his face.
“Mm, how delightful.” She licked his tip, and his cock twitched in response.
A groan escaped him. She did it again and this time swirled her tongue in quick circles around him until she pulled the tip of him into her mouth and sucked once, twice, and let go.
His body shuddered. “If you keep doing that, I’m not going to last very long.”
Megan paused long enough to ask, “Do you want me to stop?”
“I don’t, but I also plan to fuck you.”
She gave a long, slow lick. “We can do both, I think.”
Caleb groaned.
“Is that a yes?” She schooled her features into a mask of innocence as she looked up at him.
“Yes.”
Megan winked at him before she turned her attention back to his cock. She licked the length of him twice and pulled him into her mouth.
Caleb’s hand tangled into her hair. He didn’t try to move her head or force movements. He simply held on. The slight pressure from his grip sent throbs of pleasure straight to her pussy. Megan reveled in the power she had over him in the moment. And continued to tease his cock the way he’d teased her with his mouth.
“Fuck, I’m close.”
Megan didn’t stop. She used one hand to tap on her head, and Caleb’s response was a choked, “It won’t take long.”
She hummed to let him know she heard him, and only a moment or two later, Caleb tapped on her head.
“Oh, fuck!” Caleb cried out. His hips bucked as he came, and Megan kept her mouth on his cock, licking and sucking until he pulled away.
He collapsed onto the bed next to her and pulled her in close to lie with him. He had one arm around her and the other behind his head so he could look at her.
“Damn, princess.” Caleb kissed her forehead. “That was incredible. I need a minute to recover and then –”
She put a hand on his chest. “We have all night. There’s no rush.”
The smile on his face broke her heart. “Mm, that’s true.”
They lay in her bed for a few minutes, in the quiet. Megan wanted to ask him about the bookstore, about why he didn’t say something earlier, but didn’t know how to bring it up.
