I could feel my walls throbbing around him as he pushed inch and after inch into me. Then, he covered my body with his. He started to work himself in and out of me in long, drawn out strokes that had my eyes fluttering behind my eyelids while I held on to him, my legs wrapped around his upper waist.
He groaned as he fucked me and I dug my nails into his back while I got closer and closer.
“It’s okay, baby,” Kaleo licked along my throat and spoke in my ear. “Go ahead and let go. Give it to me. I’ve got you.”
“Kaleo,” I moaned his name and came immediately.
“There we go.” He started to fuck me faster.
His hands went to my thighs and he pushed them up further and held them in place while he fucked me through my orgasm. I felt like I was on the brink of tears when he kissed me again and let one of my legs go. His hand pushed its way between us and he rubbed my clit.
“Kaleo,” I whimpered his name.
“You’re okay, baby,” he assured me.
He slipped my clit between two of his fingers and toyed with it until I came again.
I shoved my face into his throat and he sped up his thrust just a little more. He buried his face into the side of my head.
“Fuck, Novi. Fuck,” he groaned.
Then, he shifted down a little and lifted up, letting his cum spray the bottom of my stomach.
It took a moment for me to feel like I was slipping back into my body and I was sure my body was worthless until Kaleo hopped up and yanked me into a sitting position. He carried me back to the shower and into the now lukewarm water.
He held me under the spray and I kissed his throat and shoulder before sliding my legs out of his grasp.
We showered together stealing little kisses and without sharing words and when we finished up, we dried off and collapsed in bed together.
I woke up with Kaleo’s arm around me and his phone vibrating on my night stand. I looked over at his peaceful face, his soft features and his consistent smile finally absent. I made amove to roll over and his arm tightened around me. He yanked me in closer and grumbled.
“Where you going?”
“Your phone is ringing,” I whispered.
“Who is it?”
“Uhm, you want me to check?”
“Mhm. If it’s anybody but my pops or Rob, decline that shit, mute it and lets go back to sleep.”
“Okay.” I reached for his phone. “You’re holding me too tight,” I giggled.
His hold loosened just slightly so I could flip his phone over.
“Laine J - Barber,” I read it out loud.
“He don’t want shit. Come on.” Kaleo rewrapped his arm around me and pulled me even closer.
I collapsed into him and rolled over so that we were facing each other. One of his hands immediately went to the back of my head. He started to lightly massage my scalp. He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.
“Goodnight, ma.”
“Goodnight, pa,” I joked.
He chuckled. “I like that.”
“Good.”
