I came with a cry, my whole body seizing up as my cock pulsed in my fingers. There was a roaring sound in my ears, like I was standing under a waterfall, but I could vaguely hear myself moaning wantonly and babbling nonsense about Caelyx’s perfect dick while my toes curled and my thighs shook. My orgasm crashed over me in waves, his fingers digging into my ass as my hole tightened and throbbed around him.
As I floated back down, my breath coming out in harsh little puffs, I pushed my sweat-dampened hair off my forehead. Caelyx was staring down at me, a mix of lust, awe, and infatuation obviously etched onto all of his features. Biting down into my lower lip, I stroked my hand up his abs to rest on his chest before blinking my lashes at him.
“Thank you so much, BB.”
I felt his heart slam in his chest, knocking against my palm as his wide eyes went totally round, his lips parting into a cute little ‘o’ shape.
“Holy fuck,” he whimpered out, before shifting so he could collapse onto me, covering my whole body with his bigger one. The change in position had his cock pressing inside at a different angle, forcing a pleased gasp out of me. He nuzzled his face into my neck, his arms slipping under mine to grasp my shoulders and hold me as close to him as humanly possible. “Can I move now?”
My abdominal muscles jerked as I tried not to snort at the pitiful tone in his voice, but I nodded. “Yeah. You can move.”
Before we’d started hooking up, I’d thought of Caelyx as a horny pest, an irritating mosquito I was constantly having to swat away while he tried buzzing in my ear about how much he liked me. I think I’d always assumed a lot of his flirtations were cocky bravado, but I’d since found out that wasn’t the case at all. He was really,reallygood at reading my body and giving me what I wanted without me having to really guide him or explicitly ask for things. He was incredibly skilled at clearing out my brain so my body could relax and just feel what he was doing to me, and for once just let me drown in all the sensations. And fucking me like this was definitely no exception.
He was beyond frantic, grunting and groaning as he rolled his hips into me. Our abdomens smacked together as I arched up to meet him, dragging my hands down his back and clutching him to me. I’d never been so stuffed full before, the hot stretch only adding another mind bending layer of pleasure to all of it as he thrust inside me over and over.
I was moaning so much I could barely catch my breath, but all I could think about was how much he wanted me and how no one had ever wanted every part of me with no conditions and no asterisks before. I’d spent so long pushing him away, but finally letting him in had been the best thing that had ever happened to me. No other guy after him would ever be enough for me.
My short, blunt nails dug into his back as I came again, a sudden punch that vibrated along my entire body, my eyes rolling back in my head as he fucked up into my spasming hole.
“Caelyx!”
“Mm, feels so fucking good when you come for me, Aspen,” he growled, his breath coming out in ragged groans.
Before I even knew what was happening, he’d grasped at my hips and flipped me onto my stomach, yanking me up so I was on my hands and knees. I usually hated the reminder that he was so much bigger than me, that he could basically toss me around like a rag doll if he wanted, but it seemed at times it did come with some advantages.
The new angle when he slid back in, the way his cock pressed right into that sensitive gland inside me, had my mouth flooding with saliva and my knuckles turning white as my fingers dug into the sheets.
“Had to change positions,” he panted from behind me. “I was going to come if I didn’t.”
“Y-you don’t want to come?” I questioned, arching my spine as I pushed my ass back into him to meet his hard, deep thrusts, each one punctuated by the sound of our thighs smacking together.
“Not yet,” he said, and I felt one of his hands snake around my hipbone to cup my dick. I clenched around him when he stroked his fingers over it, his hips faltering just a bit in his relentless rhythm. “I want you to come for me one more time.”
“I can’t,” I told him automatically, then immediately doubted my own words. I was starting to feel feral and mindless, like my body had taken over.
“You can,” he assured me, giving my dick a quick squeeze before stroking it up to the tip again. “You’re sucking me in and grinding on my fingers. You want it.”
“Fuck.”
“I’m the best you’ve ever had,” he grated out, from between his clenched teeth.
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“You’re the best, Caelyx. You’re the best I’ve ever had.” I was bucking wildly now, gasping and moaning as the friction from his fat, swollen dick and the skillful way he stroked me turned my brain inside out. I couldn’t focus on any one sensation, my body stripped and raw and burning all over.
“Now show me. Give me one more.”
My stomach muscles contracted as I came again, shattering around his cock. I shuddered, moaning in helpless ecstasy as he dragged me up into a vertical position, biting down into my shoulder as he unloaded inside me. I felt his cock jerk, throbbing and pulsing as he spilled into the condom, his harsh moans washing over my ear.
The sheets were cool as I collapsed into them, burying my face into the softness, shivering and twitching at the strong aftershocks rolling through my body. I felt Caelyx leave me, and heard him rustling around, probably dealing with the condom, before he flopped down onto his back next to me, bundling me up and rolling me over into his side.
“I’m fucking crazy about you, Cupcake,” he repeated as he peppered kisses over my sweaty hair.
It was surreal, the way he was dealing with menial tasks like condom disposal, and speaking in full sentences like that, when I’d just had one of the most mind blowing, transformative experiences of my life. I couldn’t say anything yet, but I snuggled deeper into his side, resting my head on his chest so he knew I wasn’t upset.
I was so completely fucking gone. No more pretending I could go on to live a happy, productive life if he got bored withme, or decided to ditch me. But… He wouldn’t do that, would he? He was crazy about me. He’d just said it.
