Page 48 of Drive Me Wild
And then I feel it—the most gentle tickle of his tongue on my center, and I almost lose it. I don’t know if I’ll ever have a repeat of the squirting that I had before, but my body feels close to releasing already.
His nose is buried in my folds, and his tongue is caressing my bud, and everything is sparkly. Lights are popping behind my eyes as my body runs up to the edge of a cliff. Caleb inserts a finger and hooks it down toward my front, and it’s like he just flicked a switch. Everything is going a hundred miles an hour in my body. I can feel my blood pumping and my heart racing, and just when I think I won’t be able to stand here anymore, my insides release, and I collapse against the wall.
My fingers and toes are tingling, and I can’t keep my eyes open. I feel turned inside out. Every inch of me is singing as I lean against the wall.
Caleb picks me up and carries me to the bedroom, laying me down on his bed gently. Then he crawls between my legs and buries his face in my crotch again. Within moments, I’m climbing up that hill of pleasure again. My thighs and belly are humming, my toes are curling, and my vag is screaming hallelujah. He inserts a thick finger inside me again, and I instinctively start rocking into his hand, craving his body and the feel of him filling me.
Seconds pass, and I explode again in pleasure, only this time, it seems to relax my body. I feel myself opening more, the muscles and tendons of my thighs releasing as if this second orgasm primed me to receive him.
I’m spread wide open, and he climbs off the bed. That’s when I realize he’s still fully dressed. I watch as he pulls off his Henley to reveal his muscled body underneath. As he works at his pants, I watch the muscles of his arms and chest move, and my body eases even deeper into the bed.
I’m ready for him. So ready. I can’t imagine anyone else I’d want to be with. Caleb, the former town playboy, is IT for me. He’s my forever guy.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks as he approaches in his briefs. He walks to the side table and pulls out some condoms, laying them aside. Then he sits next to me, laying a hand on my still-covered breast, and begins to gently pinch my nipple. I squirm under his touch, my body still sensitive after two orgasms. I see he’s touching himself, and my body responds with craving. I want him to bury himself in me. I want to feel the rapture of his orgasm as deep as he can fill me.
“I’m thinking about you being inside me. About you coming inside me.”
He stands back up and pulls off his underwear. My mouth falls open at the sight of him naked.
Fully erect. Fully ready. Fully bigger than I remember when I saw him naked before.
Caleb kneels in between my legs, again rubbing himself.
“Do you want me to do that?” I tease.
“Not this time. I’m going to be gentle with you for a bit because this is going to be intense. I’m—”
“Big. Yeah. I can see that.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I want to feel you. All of you. Don’t hold back.”
“Zoe.” He growls as he reaches for the condom. He slips it on and then lays himself over me.
“This position should be fairly easy for you to handle at first.”
I nod my head and wait for him to slide himself inside. I feel the pressure of the head of his cock against my opening.
“Ready?”
I nod, and then it happens. I suck in a breath at the feel of him entering me, stretching me beyond anything I imagined. My eyes water a little from the sensation, but he’s gentle with me and just rocks his hips a little until my muscles relax. Then he presses deeper, and again, my body has to adjust, only this time it happens faster, and the release is coupled with a wave of pleasure as if my body is affirming what my heart is feeling.
Yes. Him. Now.
He rocks his hips a few more times, and there’s another release inside, only this time it’s slick, and he moans.
“Damn, you feel good, Zoe.”
He presses further in, and as if he’s pushed past the last barrier, suddenly, my body fully opens to him, and I ache with pleasure.
He starts pumping his hips now, long and slow, in and out. Every thrust is the best torture I’ve known. It’s as if he was madeexpressly for my body because my body is responding like he is medicine.
I match his movements as the pressure grows, and then he thrusts all the way, and again, my eyes water. But the pleasure is greater than the pain, so when he looks at me to check how I’m doing, I pull his mouth to mine for a kiss.
And that’s all it takes for him to unleash.
While his tongue is probing my mouth, his cock is pounding into me. Every cell is relishing his skin, taste, smell, and force. I feel waves of pleasure wash over and through me, like I’m having an orgasm with no end. There’s just Caleb and me and this feeling that we’re gods of pleasure.
