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“Cal, please,” I whined.
He wrapped my hair around his fist and tugged my head back, gripping my hip tightly with the other. He licked a path from the hollow at the base of my throat to the underside of my jaw. “You wanna come, Princess?”
My nickname was spoken with such reverence now; it made me impossibly wetter. How had something I hated so deeply so quickly become something I craved?
“Please.”
His hold loosened, giving me free range of motion, and he said, “This is your show, then. Use me.”
God, I loved it when a man let me take control. My orgasm coiled tighter.
I shifted onto my tiptoes and fit myself a little closer to him, bobbing up and down a few times until I found that spot where my swollen clit rubbed against the base of his cock with every shift of my hips.
And then I rode him like it was my goddamn job.
“That’s it, Princess,” he said, burying his face between my tits, a completely blissed out expression on his face as he cupped them against his cheeks. “You look so good bouncing on my cock.”
“I’m close,” I said, digging my fingernails into the skin of his shoulders. “I just…”
“What? Use your words, baby. I’ll give you whatever you want.”
“I can’t,” I said. I was so fucking close, but I needed…“More.”
I didn’t even know what I was saying. His words, his magical dick, his fingers digging into my tits hard enough that I’d surely have bruises—it was simultaneously everything and not enough.
Cal somehow knew what I needed before I did, and he spread his knees, forcing my legs wider. With his big palm spanning across my lower belly, his middle finger dipped into my belly button as he thumbed my clit and bucked up into me.
Words eluded me; I could only throw my head back and moan. That was the spot, the one that had my vision going hazy, had my whole body clenching in anticipation.
“God, I just…” he breathed, eyes heavily lidded as he studied me. “You look so fucking good like this. Like a goddess, Mar. And I’m the man you’re letting worship you? Unreal.”
“Don’t stop.”
“Never,” he promised.
We said more in those three words than I think we meant to. Cal didn’t slow his punishing rhythm, and I hoped he never stopped worshiping me this way.
I was spread wide open for him, completely vulnerable as he rubbed my clit and fucked me hard and wild, but I’d never felt safer. The way he watched me, the way he looked at where we were joined, how my tits bounced freely, how fucking wet I was for him, the unashamed sounds I was making—perfection. I knew it’d be like this with him, but my imagination could never have prepared me for the real thing.
Magical dick, indeed.
My release built and built and built until I was sure I’d pass out before I ever came. It wasn’t until Cal said “let go” that I went off like a bomb, only content to explode on his command.
My body was a traitorous bitch, taking her cues from the demands of a man, but I’d be damned if the edges of my vision didn’t darken with the force of it. I collapsed against his chest, my face buried in his neck to muffle my cries, writhing through the shockwaves. He wrapped his arms tightly around me and continued to fuck me, and I clenched around him so hard that I triggered his own release. As he pulsed then spilled and spilled and spilled, he groaned curses and murmured my name against my skin.
When I was at last spent, no longer quivering in his arms, and our breathing had returned to semi-normal, I shifted so he could slip free, then lifted my head to look at him.
“Fucking hell, Mar,” he said, a sated smile on his face as he brushed my hair off my damp forehead.
“That’s the second time you’ve called me that.”
“And you called me Cal.”
“I guess all kinds of things changed in the last half hour.”
The smile bloomed into a grin, and he cupped a hand around the back of my head to haul me in for a kiss. It was…soft, slow, and sweet—so at odds with our frantic joining.
I hated to admit how much I loved it. I wanted every version of Cal’s kiss.
