“Can he lube up and rest it on top of your pussy while he makes you feel good?” Gideon asked as Callum kissed me.
“Y-yes,” I decided aloud, breath hitching between kisses.
Callum rose to his knees again.
“Close your eyes,” Gideon instructed.
But the line between fear and curiosity was starting to fray.
“Can… can I watch?”
A cocky smile lifted Callum’s lips—pun totally not intended.
And Gideon said, “Of course you can. You just made his entire night with that request.”
As if to co-sign Gideon’s words, Callum squirted a generous amount of the clear, viscous liquid into his hand and slathered it all over his thick shaft… without ever taking his eyes off of me.
My heart sped up again—but this time with anewkind of anticipation.
After he finished, he took himself in his hand and lowered down just enough to settle that heavy cock right on top of my slit.
Like an offering placed on an altar.
But so thick and heavy that it partially parted my folds…oh god… pressing directly into my throbbing clit.
“Here’s how we’re going to do this,” Gideon said from across the room. “He’s going to brace above you, kiss you some more, play with those pretty breasts. But that’syourdick, Lark. Take as much time as you need. When you’re ready,youput it inside you.”
When I am ready…
As Callum braced himself on one arm above me, a sliver of anxiety poked through the fog of lust.
Would he really be able to hold himself up that long? A one-armed plank while I took my sweet neurodivergent time deciding to be penetrated by a monster cock? How much did he weigh? Should we?—
My thoughts cut off when Callum captured my mouth with his again.
This time, shifting his hips just enough to drag that thick monster down my slit and against my clit.
Okay, I was wrong. It didn’t take long at all to get ready.
I moaned against his lips, and within what couldn’t have been even two minutes of making out, my hand moved with a mind of its own to line him up at my entrance.
“Go slow,” Gideon warned. “Let me see.”
I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me or to Callum.
But Callum curled my left leg around his waist and used his other hand to butterfly my right leg to the bed….
Then pushed forward?—
A slow, stretching, aching invasion.
To my shock… I didn’t need him to be so careful.
“Ungh! Ungh!” High-pitched grunts fell from my lips. It felt so good. Hefelt so, so good.
I stretched around him, took all of him. My greedy pussy swallowed that thick length in quivering gulps.
“Aw, fuck, honeybee!”
