I grin, nodding. “Yes.”
He nods in response and slowly pushes deeper inside me. The burn of his dick starts almost right away and I groan beneath him, my eyes rolling.
“Fuck,” Caulder murmurs. “Jesus, Lo. I think you’re going to strangle me through my cock.”
I chuckle, but it’s interrupted by another low moan. Caulder doesn’t need more encouragement as he presses further inside me. He’s panting by the time he reaches his balls. So am I.
“You… okay…?” he asks again.
Pulling him down, I seal our mouths together. “Perfect,” I groan. “You’re perfect, Caulder.”
He groans, his hips rocking all on their own.
“Take me how you want to,” I tell him. “I like it all the ways.”
A shiver races over his body. I can feel the gooseflesh it leaves behind under my fingers.
His body comes down over me, pressing his weight on me, his arms wrap around me and tangle in my hair from under my head. His grip pulls my head back, exposing my neck to him. But he’s moving now. Moving those glorious hips and invading my ass over and over.
My hands run over his skin, now slick with sweat, as he takes me. I swear, it’s like he’s been doing this for ages. The way he makes me feel every solid inch of him. The way each deep thrust punches a groan out of me. The way his teeth skim my neck, leaving tantalizing chills in their wake.
Caulder kisses me periodically, his mouth demanding attention from mine. The only three things I can think are how good this feels, how much I love this man, and a deep sense of familiarity. Like we’ve done this a thousand times. His body knows mine, knows just what I like and how to make me feel good. It’s an echo from a past long gone, but falling around us again like we’re finally coming home.
“You’re still so tight,” Caulder grunts. “God, I’m going to come.”
I grin and clench around him. The choked sound he makes along with his sudden jerking hips has me laughing.
“You’re trying to end me,” he complains.
“That’s okay,” I respond, biting his ear. “You can come. And we’ll start again when your dick is ready for round two.”
His hands tighten in my hair, craning my head back further as he pushes into me harder. Faster. I’m not sure he’s consciously chasing his orgasm, but my permission for him to finish touched something in him. He drives further, his moans filling my head.
I hold onto him, dropping my hands to reach his ass, urging him on. Urging him to come inside me. “Fill me, Caulder,” I encourage, lips at his ear. “Give me your orgasm.”
The grip on my head is almost painful. I can feel it all the way down my spine. Somehow, it grips my balls too and makes my cock leak. Caulder comes, panting, and his teeth sink into my neck for a brief moment.
Then he stills, his body dropping limply onto mine. I wrap my legs around his waist, locking my ankles.
“I’ll get better,” he promises.
I grin. “What makes you think I have any complaints?”
“You didn’t get off,” he says.
Sighing, I shake my head. “I didn’t want to get off yet. Not because you lack anything, Caulder.”
“You have that much control?”
“Kinda. It’s all about the angle and I made sure I was angled so you couldn’t hit the way that drives me to orgasm. I want to enjoy you. To feel you. To memorize your first time.”
“You’re sweetly corny,” he mutters.
I laugh. “Trust me, babe. I won’t be able to do that often. You’re naturally fucking epic.”
He snorts.
We’re quiet for a minute, our heavy breaths the only sounds in the room.
