Page 25 of Never Yours

“I can’t believe I’m saying this… Make love to me?”

I slide my hand to the front of her throat and pull her to me until our lips collide. Between kisses, I mutter, “We’re in the middle of the lake. Let me take you home where I can properly take care of you.” Trailing with a feather-light touch down her body, I slip my hand under her dress and circle my thumb around her clit. “After you come for me.”

“Cay…”

“Once. For me.” I lift her off my shaft a few inches, and quickly pull down.

“Once,” she whispers, her head falls back as she resumes riding me.

“Eyes on me, beautiful. I want to watch you fall apart.” Ingrid’s gaze snaps to mine for a moment, but it’s too much for her. She leans in, our bodies flush, and I wrap my arm around her to keep her close, guiding her further onto my cock as I thrust up inside her. Kissing her shoulder, her neck, every inch of skin I have access to, I whisper, “You’re perfect, and you’re mine, Ingrid.” While she’s giving me her body, I intend to keep her heart, too.

“Fuck, right there, I’m so close. Come with me?” Her moans and words vibrate against my chest. She feels too fucking good in my arms and wrapped around my cock, I’m moments away from coming. As I increase the pressure on her clit, it doesn’t take long before she screams my name in pleasure. I’m addicted to the sound, already needing to hear my name from her lips again.

My lap is drenched as her pussy pulses around me. With a final thrust, I pull her impossibly closer and command, “One more. Give me one more.”

I quicken my pace, and her body tenses. “I don’t think I— oh fuck, that feels good…”

“You can do it, I know you’re right there. Give me one more, and I’ll fill you.” She’s still coming down from her high when the second orgasm crashes over her. “Just like that. Fuck, you’re doing so well. Let go for me.”

As her pussy tightens, I can’t hold on a moment longer and come harder than I have in my life, my cock soaked with both of us. I meant it when I told her she’s perfect and mine; there will never be anyone after Ingrid, I’ll make sure of it. Our breathing is erratic, and my cock twitches inside her as she takes every last drop. Wrapping her arms tighter around me, our heart rates are in sync.

We sit there for several minutes with my cock already hardening again, neither one of us saying a word. I don’t want to take her again, especially since the silence is eerily similar to the first time we were together. This time, I savor having her wrapped in my arms, her face nuzzled in the crook of my neck, the cool lake air whipping around us.

She’s mine.

I reach below the seat into the storage compartment, pulling out a heavy flannel blanket and draping it over us. She sighs deeply, making no move to get up. Her breathing slows as she falls asleep on my chest.

The afternoon sun is dipping lower, shining brightly off the water. So much has happened since she arrived, never in a million years would I have guessed that I’d have her here with me, falling asleep in my arms with my cock still buried inside her. But no matter how much today has been everything I’ve ever wanted, I still have a dragon to slay for her.

ingrid

. . .

“Hey, sweetheart, it’s getting late,” Caleb’s deep voice rumbles beneath me.

“Ten more minutes,” I murmur, settling closer against his warm, hard body “Please?” He chuckles, and the vibration tickles my cheek. I tilt my chin enough to press a soft kiss to his jaw, but my eyes fly wide as his cock twitches once inside me. “Cay!”

“Yeah?”

“You’re still inside me…”

“So?”

“Cay!”

“Yes?”

Fuck, this is gonna be gross when I get off you.

He kisses my forehead, speaking against my skin, “We’ll take a shower as soon as we get home.”

“We are not making a habit of this…”

I carefully press against him, then lift off his cock and stand to the side of him. I offer my hand palm up expectantly, even though my focus is on my aching pussy. The emptiness is almost unbearable. “Where are my swimsuit bottoms?”

Caleb moves the blanket aside and reaches into his cargo shorts, retrieving the bottoms. “These?”

As I reach for them, he tosses them into the lake. “Cay!”

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