Page 69 of In Good Company

“I’m just trying to take my time with you,” he croaks. “I want to commit every single second of finally being inside you to memory.” As if to drive his point home, he slides in a little deeper.

I moan, and my eyelids flutter shut from the feeling. He stretches me, and the sensation is incredible. I don’t think he’s even halfway in yet, and I’m full of him.

With my eyes still closed, Cal’s lips find mine. He kisses me slowly as he slides another inch in. When I moan again,he swallows it, his fingertips digging into my cheek as he holds my face close to his.

He continues to kiss me, his lips warm as his tongue finds mine. My entire body feels like it’s on fire from the intense way he kisses me as he coaxes himself more inside me inch by excruciating inch.

“Open your eyes, baby,” Cal insists. “I want to look at you as I fill you with my cock.”

His words bring out another moan. It feels so good, almost too much, to have him so deep. I feel like I could combust at any second from the different sensations taking over my senses, but I manage to open my eyes.

I find Cal’s already on mine. Every time he’s this close, I’m taken aback by just how beautiful he is.

When our eyes connect, he smiles. It’s one I feel throughout my entire body…all the way to my heart.

“Good girl,” he praises, rewarding me by sliding in a little further. At this point, I feel so full of him. He’s got to be close to being all the way inside me.

“Cal,” I pant while trying to keep my eyes open to look at him. I can feel myself stretching around him as he pushes all the way in, and for a moment, I wonder if I’ll be able to handle all of him.

“I know, baby,” he whispers against my lips. He kisses me softly for a moment while he gives my body time to adjust to him.

He stays still, but even without him moving, it hurts a little. I take a deep breath because despite the tinge of pain, nothing’s ever felt better. It truly feels like we fit together perfectly.

One of Cal’s hands stays on my cheek, his fingers splayed out as he keeps my face angled toward him as he props himself up on his elbow. The other hand softly pushes hair off my shoulder before he trails kisses along my shoulder andneck. He still doesn’t move his hips, something I appreciate as my body continues to grow accustomed to him.

“You’re doing so good,” he praises, his lips hovering over my nipple. Even though his breath is hot against my skin, the sensation of having his mouth there sends shivers down my spine.

He pulls my nipple into his mouth at the same moment he rocks his hips in and out of me. I try to keep looking at him like he told me, but I can’t keep my eyes open a second longer. My eyelids flutter shut from pleasure at the feeling of him sliding in and out of me.

“Cal,” I moan, my back arching off the mattress as his tongue circles my nipple. His mouth is warm, and his wet tongue there feels better than I could’ve ever imagined. I wrap my legs around his waist to bring him even closer to me, needing to feel as close to him as possible.

“You’re perfect,” he announces, moving from one nipple to the other.

I love that he’s being gentle. His hips move in and out of me at a pace that allows me to adjust to the size of him, but it still doesn’t feel like enough.

“More,” I plead, lifting my hips in an attempt to take him even deeper. My hands run up and down his back, trying to find something to hold on to.

“Careful what you ask for,” Cal warns, his hips still moving at a pace that’s teasing me. “I’m trying to be gentle and give you time to adjust, baby.”

“Cal, I need more. Faster. Please fuck me.” My thoughts come out jumbled. I can’t think straight past how badly I want him. He’s being slow and gentle, and I appreciate it, but now I need him to stop being gentle so I can feel the punishing rhythm of him thrusting in and out of me.

Cal groans. With my nipple still in his mouth, the soundvibrates against my skin. He releases my nipple with apopbefore bringing his forehead to mine.

“You sure that’s what you want?” he asks, his voice almost hoarse. It’s evident how much restraint he’s showing just by how strangled his words come out.

I reach up and grab the back of his neck, bringing his face as close to mine as possible. “Yes.” The single word comes out like a plea, and I don’t even care. Iwillbeghim to fuck me faster and harder if that’s what it takes.

I need more of him. More of this.

A low growl comes from deep in his chest. “Just tell me if it’s too much, baby.”

I shake my head. I don’t need him to be careful with me right now. He’s already done that by not letting anything go past making out between us for almost two weeks.

Now’s the time I want all of him.

“Don’t hold back,” I pant. “Fuck me, Cal. Fuck me, the way you’ve been dreaming of.”

The sexiest sound of approval comes from deep in his chest. “If that’s what you want, Lucy baby.”

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