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“Well, since you asked so nicely,” Cal said considerately, and then his thumb brushed over my clit. “But why don’t we take the edge off first.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” I gasped as he rubbed his thumb over my clit in earnest, his fingers fucking into me. It felt so good, he always made it feel so good, and I kissed him savagely to try and hide the noises I made as he finger-fucked me right into orgasm.
“Very good,” he purred. “Now… since you were so good for me… you think you deserve to be fucked?”
I’d do literally anything he asked to get him to fuck me. “Yes,” I whimpered.
Cal grinned savagely. “I’m glad we agree.”
Finally.
15
Cal
I could hardly get my clothes off fast enough, or Maggie’s. She’d been so goddamn hot, begging for me, letting me get her off on just my fingers. I could hardly stand how hot that was.
“C’mon,” Maggie chanted under her breath, reaching for me as I gave myself a few quick strokes to make sure I was ready—as if there was really any doubt. I squeeze the base of my cock to keep from coming too soon.
She spread her legs for me and I slid into her, my breath punched out of me. I tugged on her hair again and Maggie moaned, going tight around me—just like in my dream. I was savagely proud and pleased to know that I had guessed right on that, but this was so much better than any dream could hope to be. It was real and tangible in so many little ways, no dream I conjured up could match how amazing and sexy Maggie was to me right now.
As I’d told her, I couldn’t get very deep into her the way we had the last few times we’d done this. But it was a sharp, sweet angle, shallow but perfect for going fast and hard, and as I’d predicted I was riding up against her clit from the inside and Maggie was soon biting down on my shoulder to muffle her noises. As much as I loved how noisy she was, I agreed it was probably best that we not wake up Fern and scar her.
“Yeah,” I encouraged. “Yeah, that’s it, that’s it, c’mon baby c’mon…” I was just babbling nonsense now but Maggie didn’t seem to mind. She just whimpered around the mouthful of my shoulder that she had.
I couldn’t hold back anymore when I felt her coming. It felt so good, so goddamn good, indescribable. She got so tight around me, a fresh slide of slickness coating my cock, and she was so hot and perfect…
It took a lot to keep quiet on my end too as I came, grunting, thrusting into her a final time. Fuck. It was really never going to stop being insanely good with her, was it? I was ruined for everybody else, permanently.
For a second, there was nothing but peace as we breathed together, Maggie still sitting on the counter, my hands braced on either side of her. Holy shit. Every time that I thought it couldn’t get more intense, I was wrong. She was definitely an addiction and I was spiraling more and more every time that I had a taste of her.
But just like last time—the moment that Maggie got her breath back she was shoving me away from her, grabbing her clothes.
“Maggie—”
She was shoving her clothes on like the house had caught fire. “Don’t—” She shook her head. “I can’t believe we just did that. Again. What is wrong with me!? When am I going to learn!?”
I was frustrated by her instant regret every time we did something, but I also was saddened to hear her chastising herself like this. Maggie’s harshest critic was always herself. As I stood there, she kept muttering under her breath, not at me, but at herself, calling herself stupid and pathetic.
No way was I letting her continue to talk about herself that way. I grabbed her by the wrists, stilling her movements. “Maggie. There’s no way you can beat yourself up for this. All right? There’s clearly—something between us. You can’t deny it and I don’t want to. It’s time for us to just accept it. And we’re too consenting adults, what’s wrong with that? You wanted it, I wanted it, and it was amazing. I don’t see anything to beat yourself up over.”
Maggie pulled away from me and ran a hand through her hair. “It’s not that, exactly, but—Fern could have woken up and walked in on us at any second. I don’t want to scar her like that and there’s no way that I could explain that to her.”
“You can blame me for getting over-enthusiastic if you want.” I shrugged, trying for a joke. “I haven’t been around that many kids before.”
“I know.” Maggie folded her arms. “And that’s part of the problem.”
