Flawless Desire

The thrill shudders through me, Caleb’s mouth driving me wild. He circles a fingertip at my slick entrance, then dips it inside.

I clench hard around him.

He chuckles.

“Patience. I’ll give you what you need, but only if you’re a good girl. Can you be good for me, Juliet?”

I nod eagerly. Anything to keep this pleasure coming, sharp and hot in my veins.

“So ask nicely,” Caleb says, giving me a taunting look. “What do you want?”

“You…” I manage to stutter.

He dips a second finger inside me, but just the tips. Not nearly enough.

“Be specific.”

Oh God.

He’s torturing me, making me say the words out loud.

“Because if you don’t want this…” he begins to move away, and the loss of pressure is too much to bear.

“No! Please!” I find myself begging. “I need…. I need…”

“Tell me.”

I close my eyes to hide from the shame. “I need your fingers inside me,” I whisper. “Fill me up. Please, Caleb.”

“As you wish.”

His mouth descends on me again, hot and swift, and then he’s thrusting his fingers deep inside me. Flexing, and beckoning. Thick and full.

Fuck.

I cry out, loving it. Desperate and dizzy, so close to the edge. “Caleb!”

His tongue swirls faster, lapping at me. His fingers thrust deeper, over and over, and then I feel another slide inside, stretching me to the limit.

His lips close around my clit, and he sucks.

Hard.

I explode. The orgasm rips through me, a rush of pleasure that nearly sends me stumbling to the floor. But Caleb holds me up, bracing me there, trapping me against his mouth as he licks me through it, pulls me deeper, making everything more intense until I can’t take anymore.

I break away, gasping.

Holy. Shit.

I have no words. I didn’t even know it was possible to come that hard.

Slowly, Caleb gets to his feet, a satisfied expression on his face. “I told you so,” he says, smirking, and I realize, that everything he promised just happened.

He did obscene things to me.

I begged him for more.

I came screaming his name.