“No, Rosie. You come when I tell you to.Eachtime that I tell you to,” he clarifies, and judging by the mischief in his eyes, I think I’m really about to lose this one. “Harder.” He grunts. I pick up the pace. “Both hands in my hair. Now.” His voice turning deeper, I do as he says, my fingers gripping and pulling at his hair at the base of his skull and it gives him unlimited access to nuzzle my tits. Which he does.
“OhDios.” The telltale tingles start up my toes, the pressure at the base of my spine.“Cariño, mierda!” He laughs and then his lips are on my shoulder, tongue licking the length of my neck before he is nipping at my jaw.
“Come, Rosebud,” he whispers in my ear, and I explode without control, the orgasm hits me on his demand.
“Caleb!” I shout, and then my strokes are slow as my legs spasm around him. I hear another loud rip and feel the firm grip of his hands land like twin slaps to my ass, and then he takes over, impaling me on him, slamming into me without remorse.
“Just like that, soak my cock, Rosie.”
“I c-can’t?—”
“You will,” he growls, and then he’s standing. Fucking standing. A few quick paces and I feel the cold of the glasswindow against my back as he pushes me against it and starts pounding into me, one leg slung over his arm, the other around his waist as he brings a hand between us to circle my clit in firm, aggressive circles. “Again.” He bites into my neck, sucking and flicking his tongue against me.
“No.” I whimper, my nails digging into the skin at his shoulders. A loud smack and a stinging pain against my ass as Caleb spanks me.
“I wasn’t asking.” He bites my shoulder again. The man gets what he asks for; pinching my clit between two of his fingers, I come a second time. Shattering, I think I scream. There are black spots in my vision, and I throw my head back, unable to hold it up as I go limp in his arms. Caleb continues his ministrations, never once letting up, each stroke as punishing and incredible as the last as he continues to circle my clit.
This fucker said he wasn’t going to last.Liar.
“Good girl, Rosebud. You’re doing so good. Look at you, weeping and needy for me. I love the way your tight little pussy grips me.” He licks up my neck again, another spank to my ass, but then he slows, pushing his hips against me to hold me against the glass as he stops. His fingers still slowly and ever so gently circle my clit, before his fingers flatten and caress all of me. He pants—probably catching his breath—and continues to watch where his fingers explore. Where our bodies have joined, rubbing along my hips to my stomach and then back down to my clit.
“Caleb,please.”
“What is it, Rosebud?” he whispers, leaning in to place a soft kiss to my cheeks before stealing my eyes, and I drown in the deep blue of them. “Are you aching?” I can’t even answer, I just do something wobbly with my head, feeling airy and groggy. I watch his slow survey of my whole body, landing on where his cock is unhurriedly dragging in and out. He pulls his lipsbetween his teeth as his circles on my clit increase in pressure. “Rosie, tell me.”
“I c-can’t…please.No…more.”
He chuckles. This fucking bastard chuckles, leaning forward and flicking his tongue over my nipples and then pressing a soft, delicate kiss to my lips, making me whimper. But then he throws me off by whispering against my lips, “Beautiful. You’re so fucking beautiful it hurts.”
I drape my arms over his shoulders and start writhing under him, hiding my face in his neck, not wanting to see the look on his face that follows those words. Caleb lets me ignore his words, pulling out almost the whole way, but this time, he slams back in. Hard.
“Caleb.” I whimper.
“You’re going to come. One more time.”
“No.” I’m whining and he smiles. A wide, gorgeous smile.
“Yes, just one more, I promise. I’ll join you.” His pace starts to increase.
“I fucking hate you,” I whisper through whimpering, and he tsks at me.
“I don’t think so, Rosie. In fact, I think youlovefucking me.”
I drag my nails against his neck as he hisses before I cover his mouth with my hands. I can see his deviant smile through his eyes, and then it’s all over. Caleb pulls my oversensitized clit between his fingers and fucks me into the window at an unrelenting pace. When I’m finally sobbing and screaming his name, Caleb growls into my neck for me to come and I explode a third time, with blinding lights and spasms through my whole body. This time I feel the hurried and uncoordinated final thrusts of Caleb’s hips as he comes with me.
“Rosie.Rosie, fuck,” he chants and then grunts as his head drops to my shoulders.
The song I had played ended some time ago, the only noise in the apartment is the distant sounds of New York traffic and our combined heavy panting. After a moment, Caleb pulls his head back, then his hips pull back and he ever so gently pulls himself from me, careful to keep his grip on me, holding me to him as I slide down and my feet meet the floor. Except he doesn’t let me go; he holds my body to him, and it is only because of the numbness my limbs feel that I don’t step out of his embrace.
A serious, almost reverent look passes over his face, only for a brief moment, and he reaches up, dragging a thumb gently across my cheekbones, and his eyes watch as he outlines my bottom lip and chin before dusting under my right eye.
“It’s a star,” he whispers.
“What?” I whisper back.Why are we whispering?
“You have four freckles here.” He drags his thumb under the bottom corner of my eye. “They form a star.” His palm presses against my cheek as he pushes hair behind my ear, and this time, his eyes meet mine and I feel the air rush from my lungs.
“Rosie—”
