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“And yet it still got the job done.”
He resumed his lazy rocking into me and said, “Do you still use this?”
“We’re talking too much for my liking,” I said, exasperated.
“Answer the question.” He pressed the power button until a low, insistent buzzing filled the room.
“I haven’t needed to in a while.”
“Not since I started fucking you so good that this puny little toy doesn’t do it for you anymore?”
I laughed, the sound choked off my gasp when he pressed the toy to my clit.
“Something like that.”
He shifted the vibrator a bit lower, angling it so the tip pressed against the topside of his cock as he thrust in and out of me, the length of it resting against my clit.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groaned. “That’s—”
“Amazing,” I said. I could feel the vibration not just against my clit, but inside of me, buzzing along his length and against my walls. Begging, I said, “Harder, Cal.”
This time, my request was granted, and Cal unleashed himself. Soon the room filled with the obscene sounds of his hips slapping against mine, of my moans as my orgasm built and built until—
“Cal!” I cried out as I shattered, my release sending me reeling as Cal followed me down, never once letting up in his punishing thrusts, never once taking the toy away from my clit.
My orgasm went on and on and on, tearing me apart, scattering my remains across the bed. And when I’d come down, when I stitched myself back together, just when I was sure this was the time it’d let go, another wave crashed, and I was once again lost.
At last Cal slowed, and the endless shaking in my legs stilled.
As soon as he stopped, Cal reached up and untied me, and my hands were instantly on him, burying in his hair as I brought his mouth to mine. I nipped and licked, dragging my tongue against his and my teeth against his lip, his jaw, his neck.
Then we collapsed side by side into a breathless tangle of skin and limbs.
“Fuck, Mar,” he said. “That was…”
“Next time,” I said, voice a nearly breathless whisper. “I’m tying you up.”
He simply pressed a kiss to my forehead. “It’s a date, Princess.”
When my sisters foundme, I was curled into a ball on the floor of my bathroom. My tears had long since dried, the tile beneath my cheek cooling the heat in my face from the seemingly endless crying.
Okay, let me back up a bit.
After my meeting with Amie, my and Cal’s miniature reckoning in regards to our pasts, and saying “I love you,” things between us had been perfect. He’d been incredibly attentive, and we’d started to feel like a real couple.
Unfortunately, though I hadn’t thrown up again in the two weeks since, my stomach was still unsettled, and a ball of anxiety had taken up residence in my chest, pushing on my lungs and making it difficult to breathe.
It wasn’t as simple as anxiety, though I wished more than anything that was the case. But I had an inkling after that first time I’d gotten sick, and I hated how true that intuition had proved to be.
For the first week, I’d ignored the signs, unwilling to admit to myself that it was even a possibility. But pulling the wool over my eyes wouldn’t make the potential problem go away, and at last, my nerves were frayed enough that I had to take steps to rule out the prospect. So this morning, I’d run the errand I’d been avoiding.
Those were the longest three minutes of my life, but I knew I’d feel better once it was over, once I put the scare to bed once and for all.
I’d never expected the test to come back positive.
“Mar!” Delia shouted as she knelt at my side. “What’s going on? Are you okay? Are you hurt?”
“I—no.”
