I watch the shivers course through her body. My dick is throbbing in my slacks. He needs to wait his turn; it’s my girl’s turn right now.
My tongue darts out for his first taste of her. A groan escapes my throat the moment I get her arousal on my tongue. I lick her from her entrance to clit a couple of times before I focus my attention on the little bundle of nerves. Sucking gently, she squirms under me.
“Stay still, love,” I say into her pussy, and the vibrations make her moan.
“Cal…” My name on her lips is more of a moan than actual words, and it causes my dick to twitch.
Slipping two of my fingers into her entrance causes her back to bow off the bed. Using the hand I had holding her open for me, I hold her hips down.
“I said, stay still. If you keep wiggling, I will stop.” I smirk up at her from between her thighs and wait for her to call my bluff.
“If you think you can stop touching me, Callum, you must have stronger willpower than I do.”
Fuck, I love her sass. Even when it is directed at me. I find the spot inside of her that makes her legs shake beneath me. Massaging inside of her while I feast on her clit until she is screaming my name. While I know these walls are thin as fuck, because we heard our neighbors last night, I cannot be bothered to try to keep her quiet. I want the entire ship to know how much pleasure I bring her, and that she is MINE.
CHAPTER 53
KYRA
Holy Fuck!
They say that women can suck a man’s soul out of his cock, but I am pretty sure he just sucked mine out of my clit. Even though I just had one of the best orgasms of my life, I am not done with my Fiancé yet.
I love that word…Fiancé.
Cal looks up at me like I’m crazy, as he stands between my thighs. I must have giggled out loud. His slacks are tented so far out that it has to be painful.
“Why don’t you release your cock, babe? That’s gotta hurt.” I give him my best sultry smile.
“Why were you giggling?” One of his eyebrows is cocked, and he’s just watching me. I sit up so I can look at him with more ease.
“I was just thinking about how much I love the word fiancé. Also, that I’m not done with you yet.”
Cal shakes his head with a chuckle before leaning down to unzip my dress. Helping me slide it up over my head, I am now just sitting on the bed naked.
“You are far too overdressed.” I move to help him take his clothes off, and he gives me a stern look telling me to stay put.
Watching him, he unbuttons his shirt slowly and deliberately while never removing his eyes from mine. Cal only breaks eye contact when he pulls his undershirt up over his head single-handedly. Next, he removes his belt and pants. Leaving him standing only in his black boxer briefs, the head of his cock is poking out of the top.
“I need dessert.” I smile at him and pull him down on the bed.
I pull his boxers down his legs and immediately take a lick starting at the base of his cock. His pre cum is already beading on his tip, and I lap it up like it is my favorite treat. Teasing him, I continue to run my tongue along his length and tip, playing with each barbell as I go.
“Sunflower.” He groans out.
I stop my torture and look up at him through my eyelashes before sucking him to the back of my throat with no warning. His whole body jolts as the head of his cock finds the back of my throat, and a growl rips out of him. Cal fists both hands in my hair, taking over the pace I am sucking. Thrusting into my mouth a few more times before I am pulled off his cock with a pop.
“I wasn’t done yet.” I meet his gaze.
“If you didn’t stop, we were going to be done, and I want to be in you.” He tells me. “Lay back.”
Following his order, I lay back on the bed and make room for him between my thighs. Running the tip of his cock through my wetness, a moan escapes me. He lines himself up with my entrance and thrusts in. I feel every single barbell that lines the length of him, and they rub exquisitely inside of me.
Cal brings his rough hand to rest around my throat. He is holding me here, not choking me. Yet. His thrusts are slow andrhythmic, allowing me to feel every inch of him. I feel like I am climbing the tallest mountain of pleasure. Slow and steady, his thrusts stay until you can hear my arousal. The sounds coming from him thrusting in me are erotic and just make the whole scene that much more intense.
“Cal, please,” I whine. I need more. I need to come now.
“Please, what?” He leans down and starts to leave kisses on my collarbone while he takes his time thrusting in and out of me. “I need words, Sunflower.”
