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“I don’t know if I can.”
“You can.” He pressed his hand against my chest and held me closer. His other hand slid over my hip and gripped it tight. “You’re okay.”
I slowed my strokes until I was barely moving.
Pain radiated through me as the burn of his invasion intensified. Yes. This was what I needed. Not pleasure, not nice Caleb. This.
Don’t fight it.
Don’t stop.
“Let go of your dick.”
I did. Fucking hell. What was it about his bossy voice that made me obey without thinking?
“You’re not going to get away with that.” He wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked me long and tight.
Pleasure detonated inside me, and I gasped. “With what?”
“With making me the bad guy.”
“I’m not.”
“You are. I don’t give a fuck what you tell yourself, but I’m not going to hurt you or let you use me as a tool to punish yourself. If this is going to happen, then we’re both going to be fully present. And we’re both going to enjoy it.”
“And what if I don’t want to enjoy it?”
“Then we stop now and pretend it never happened.” He held completely still, his body rigid and taut behind me. “Well? What’s it going to be, Goldilocks?”
I couldn’t think straight with his massive cock splitting me open. The pain was still there, but an undercurrent of something pleasant and a cloying need to move drowned it out.
“Are you going to enjoy it?” He stroked my dick faster, his movements steady, measured. “Or are we ending this now?”
“Enjoy it.”
“Good boy.”
A calm awareness spread through me at his growled words. What the hell? Why did his voice affect me as much as his touch?
Before I could sink too far into confusion, he slid his hand from my chest to my throat. He didn’t push down at all, but knowing he could made my stomach swoop with arousal.
“Now relax for me.” Soft lips brushed my ear. “You’re doing good.”
His words lit a part of my brain I thought I’d gotten rid of years ago. That stupid part of me that wanted validation, craved praise.
“Shhhhh,” he soothed as my body tightened up. “It’s okay. You’re okay. I’ve got you.”
I drew in a gulping breath and forced my lower half to go limp.
“So good.” He rubbed his cheek against my neck. His stubble scraped my skin, adding to the myriad of sensations warring inside me. He pushed deeper. “There you go, G.”
The random nickname lit me up almost as much as his praise. Maybe it was because my name already was a nickname, but Caleb was the first person to ever give me one. It felt familiar and teasing and comfortable.
I hated that I didn’t hate it.
“God,” I grunted as he pushed in some more. He had to be almost in, right? He was already deeper than any dick should be able to go and way deeper than I’d ever experienced.
“You’re taking it like a champ.”
