“I want you so fucking bad, Cal.”
His eyes locked onto mine, and I knew it was over. I had him.
“Jesus, Georgia… I’ve never wanted anything as desperately as I want you right fucking now,” he continued. “You may act like an independent girl, and I know you can handle your own, but I can see right through you. You’rebeggingfor someone else to take control.”
He playfully tossed me onto the bed, spreading my legs with his as he hovered just above me. I had to take a second to admire him. His entire body was sun-kissed and well-constructed, just as I’d imagined. He was strong and protective, but also seductive in a way that I’d never witnessed before. My eyes moved their way down his body, and I couldn’t help but notice his erection growing by the second, my body writhing with just one glance at it.
He slid his briefs down, revealing every throbbing inch of himself. He climbed onto the bed and floated over me. He wasn’t touching me, but the weight of his naked body above mine was enough to have me begging for more. He was beautiful in every sense of the word. The fact that this man was turned on by me simply sent me into shambles.
He gently lowered himself until his body was against mine, maneuvering effortlessly as I felt him inching closer. One glance at him said he liked watching me ache for it. I could tell that he was finding enjoyment in my begging.
“Fine. Take control. I’m begging you,” I huffed, the want in between my legs quickly growing.
“Oh, no, no, no… I’m taking my sweet ass time with you,” he offered, gulping down the desperation I saw in his eyes.
He kissed me, letting his lips linger on mine before once again bringing them down the length of my body. He stopped at my nipples, giving each one a little extra attention, something I was enjoying entirely too much.
“How bad do you want it?”
“Cal, please.”
“Please what, Georgia? Say it.”
“Please fuck me, my god. I can’t wait any fucking longer.”
His voice was hungry as he muttered, “God damn, it sounded just as good as I imagined it would.”
He reached for a condom, the sound of the wrapper crinkling as he eagerly ripped it open. Clearly, he was impatient too, because with one fell thrust, he plunged inside me. My back bowed in response, and I clenched onto the bed sheets.
I let out a whimper with each move of his hips as he pushed deeper inside me.
“Cal… I want more.”
He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t need to. His actions spoke much louder than his words because my request was answered within seconds.
Watching him drive into me was high up on the list of things I wanted to take a mental picture of, becauseholy shit. He so smoothly took me deeper with each thrust, never breaking stride and never taking his eyes off of me. Our bodies were so in sync, growing more familiar with each intimate movement.
I was experiencing nothing but complete satisfaction, unable to contain little breathy moans here and there.
“I’ll give you whatever you want,” he panted.
“I wantyou.”
With that confession, a moan left the back of his throat, and I could feel it bellow all the way to the depths of my belly.
“Cal, I’m coming undone,” I said breathlessly.
I wished I could bottle up this ridiculous amount of pleasure and make it last forever. I made sure to soak up every second, admiring Cal as he moved us both closer to our breaking points. His body was strong but gentle on top of mine, my name leaving his lips over and over, each time sending chills through my entire body.
“Georgia…Fuck,” he begged, for what I wasn’t sure, but it hit exactly where it needed to.
My entire body was experiencing a sense of pleasure that I didn’t even know was possible. This ungodly amount of passion, my appetite growing by the second… And it wasn’t just me. It was clear both of us were getting the same outrageous satisfaction from this.
“I’m so fucking close,” he muttered, and his words alone were almost enough to get me to the peak.
It was like our bodies had started reflecting each other, gliding collectively in slow motion. Seconds after I felt Cal tense up, my body mimicked his and I grabbed onto his arms, gripping tighter and tighter as both our bodies inched closer to the brink of ecstasy.
We made eye contact, and just as something unspoken passed between us, we were both plummeting over the edge together.