The idea that this could be it only spurs me on.
I drag in another lung full of air, before I’m dunked again. Only this time, he doesn’t pull me up like before. My body flails with the need for oxygen.
I can’t breathe.
I scream into the water. Kaleb fucks me harder. His roar of pleasure breaks through the water barrier.
Both of Kaleb’s hands move to my shoulders as he pounds my pussy. An orgasm rips through me. His hips never stop as he empties himself inside me.
Throwing my head back, I gulp water and air, desperate to live.
Coughs shake my body, adding to my struggles. Spitting water out, I cough over and over.
The man behind me continues fucking me, his hips slowing until finally he’s empty.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he pants.
I cry out as he leaves my body. Sore and exhausted, I struggle to get my feet under me.
Peering over my shoulder, I watch as he removes the mask, and my Kaleb returns.
Large hands cup my cheeks, and firm lips press soft, sweet kisses to my face.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he repeats softly.
I shiver, our panted breaths mix. Leaning up on my tiptoes, I hesitantly press my lips to his.
His lips spread underneath mine. Sharing a smile, I close my eyes.
All my fight is gone. My lips move against his, my tongue submitting to him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Kaleb
I kick the door open gently. Moving into the bedroom, I’m careful of the tray brimming with breakfast and two cups of coffee.
“Good morning.” I smile, seeing Sam awake.
Biting her lip, she pulls the sheet tighter to her chest shyly.
“A little late for that, aren’t we?” I ask.
Her cheeks flush. I follow its path down her neck beneath the white cotton.
Setting our breakfast down on her lap, I lean down to press my lips to hers, tugging the sheet away from her upper body.
Groaning, I pull away.
“Hi,” I whisper.
“Hi,” she replies just as softly. Her lip reappears as she looks over the breakfast. “Kaleb?—"
“No.” I interrupt. “We’re not starting today with an argument. We’re gonna stay here in this house just the two of us until I have you compliant and ready to start this relationship together. No matter how many times I have to fuck you.”
Sam licks her lips. “I was just going to say there’s way too much food here.” She points at the tray.
Dropping my ass on the bed at her feet, I grin, my eyes dropping to where her tits bounce.