Page 48 of Shameless With Him

“Oh my God,” I mumbled. I was sated, but still ready for more. I reached between us, wanting to touch him, and he arched up into me, a lazy smile on his face.

“You think you’re ready for me?”

“Feel sure of yourself, don’t you?” I asked, and then gripped him through his jeans. He groaned, and I laughed before wiggling over his hips as I planted my feet on the floor.

“What do you think you’re doing, Zoey?”

“Taking.”

I didn’t know if that was the right thing to say, but as he grinned at me and helped me with his jeans, even as he pushed his Henley over his upper body, I knew I had died and gone to a special heaven.

Because Caleb Carr was naked on my couch, his body perfection, that of a man who worked hard every day, with long lines, lean hips, muscles covering every inch of him, and a dick that was hard, thick, and currently pressing against his belly.

I swallowed, and he smiled.

“Like what you see?”

“I think I’m going to like it better once it’s inside me,” I said and laughed when he widened his eyes at me.

“Little Zoey Wager with the dirty words. I like it.”

“Well, I do learn from the best.” I winked and then let out a yelp as he reached out and quickly shucked my leggings from my body. I stood there naked, feeling exposed in more ways than one as he looked me over, his legs straddling me as I stood in front of him.

“You look fucking gorgeous,” he rasped.

“You’re not too bad yourself.”

He had his hand on his cock, leisurely sliding it from the base to the tip, one stroke, then another. I didn’t even realize my hands were between my legs, playing with my clit until I noticed that he was staring, his eyes dark, his lips wet.

“You going to come right there just looking at me?” he asked, and I nodded.

“I’d rather come on you.”

“That’s the sexiest thing you could have said,” he growled. “We need to be safe, Zoey. Do you have a condom?”

I swallowed hard and nodded. “In my room.” I dashed away before I could think better of it, needing to breathe. I went to my nightstand, ripped open the unopened box, and pulled out a condom. And then a second one, just in case.

I turned and ran smack into Caleb’s very naked body. His dick was pressed firmly against my stomach. And I swallowed hard as I looked up.

“Oh.”

“Didn’t want to wait.” His mouth was on me again, and then he took the condom from my hand, and there was a ripping sound. I knew he was sliding it over his length, but I couldn’t focus with my lips on his.

And then my face was on my bed, my ass in the air, my feet on the floor, and Caleb’s hands were on my hips.

“This position okay to start with?”

To start with.

Would it be wrong to come right then?

“Oh, yes,” I said, my voice a gasp as his cock nudged my entrance.

“Good.” And then he rammed into me, one hard thrust that sent a shocked sound out of both of us.

“Jesus Christ,” he groaned. “I knew you were tight from my fingers before, but…did I hurt you?”

“Not even a little.”

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