Page 12 of Meet Me Halfway
When I can’t take it anymore and feel like I’m about to combust, he lowers his head and sucks my clit into his mouth. He pulls deeply, and sensation streaks through me. Cal has a talented mouth and hands; and boy, does that man know how to play my body.
With licks, sucks, nibbles, and stroking fingers, it’s not long before I can feel my body tighten in readiness. An orgasm shimmers just out of reach. But then he curls his fingers upward and hits the magic button that sends me crashing right over the edge.
I freefall into the most intense orgasm ever, stars exploding behind my closed eyelids. It’s huge, and overwhelming – I’m drowning in a sea of sensation. I love every second of it, but it leaves me lying there, limp as a noodle. But oh, so satisfied.
He isn’t yet done with me, though.
“Again, my love.”
Shaking my head, I groan. “No, no more. I can’t anymore. It’s too much.”
Cal drops butterfly kisses on my mound, chuckling in delight. “Yes, you can, babe. I know you can.”
His fingers continue to glide in and out of my soaked pussy, and unbelievably, I can feel the next one building. The kisses continue up my body until he reaches my breasts. Grinning up at me, he continues, “Look at these pretties, just begging for a little attention.”
He takes a tightly beaded nipple between his teeth, gently at first. Then slowly he increases the pressure while moving his fingers faster inside me. Dear God. I thought my first orgasm was intense, but this one might just shatter me into a million pieces.
I can hear my heart pounding in my ears, feel my body tightening all over, and the walls of my feminine core rippling. Cal licks the shell of my ear before whispering, “Over you go, babe. Let me hear you come undone.”
I can’t usually come on command, but I’m in so deep right now I couldn’t stop it if I tried. The orgasm takes me under, yet again, and I can’t hold back the scream of ecstasy. In the throws, I’m so caught up it takes a moment to realise that Cal has replaced his fingers with his cock, and all I can do is moan as he fills me up.
“Fuck, that feels so good, babe. You’re so tight I don’t think I’m going to last long.”
He glides out until nothing but the tip remains inside before pushing back in until he can’t go any farther. And again. And again. Slowly, gently. Then, clearly done being gentle, he slams into me, causing me to cry out.
He sets a steady rhythm, fucking me like never before. A bead of sweat rolls down his cheek and drips onto my breast. Reaching up, he rubs it into a pebbled bud, massaging his sweat into my skin. As if he’s marking his territory – staking his claim.
Impossibly, I feel a third orgasm begin to build as his pelvis rubs up against my sensitive clit.
“Cal, oh God, I’m going to come again.”
“Yes, do it. Come for me, babe. Come with me,” he grinds out through gritted teeth, the tendons in his neck standing out. His features harsh with desire.
He thrusts a couple more times, and the world goes black around the edges. On the heels of the other two, this one, while not as powerful, is no less intense and might just be the end of me.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I hear Cal chant hoarsely as his own orgasm takes him under.
His arms give under the strain of holding him up as he comes, and he collapse onto me, rolling to the side at the last moment so as to keep his full weight off of me. We lie like that, trying desperately to catch our breath. Eyes closed. Soaking each other in.
Life as we know it has shifted and is forever changed. Quiet alone time like this will become scarce. But for this moment in time, I can lie in the arms of the man I love, knowing that all is, once again, well in my world.
Hell, yeah. I’ll meet him halfway.
Fay
Vivi’s phone call was pretty vague, so here I am standing outside their front door, palms sweating, heart pounding. All I know is that whatever is said tonight will forever change my life, one way or another. Blowing out a big breath, I ring the bell and wait, pacing up and down the porch restlessly.
The door swings open, and I turn to find Cal smiling at me.
“Hey, Fay. Come on in.”
“Thanks, Cal.”
“Vivi’s just hopped out of the shower, running late as usual. Can I get you something to drink while we wait for her?”
“That would be great, thanks.”
“Wine, beer, soda, coffee?” He stops and peers at me closely. “Are you okay? You seem a little wired. Maybe a glass of wine to relax you.” And with that, he heads into the kitchen.
