Flawless Desire

I feel a rush of exhilaration. Catching Caleb’s eyes, I reach over, and slowly undo the buckle on his belt.

He nearly drops the phone. “What are you—?” he whispers, and I grin.

“You know exactly what I’m doing,” I say, echoing his words to me from last night. “Now shhh, don’t make a sound.”

I wink, as I ease his zipper down and his fly open. He’s already hard against my hand, straining at the fabric of his briefs. I slide off the seat and onto the floor in front of him, settling on my knees as I free his gorgeous cock.

Damn, this man is huge.

I’ve felt it pressed against me. I knew he was blessed. But seeing it up close… My mouth waters, just imagining how it would feel inside me.

But first, I’m going to make him beg.

I lean in, and lick up the length of the thick shaft.

Caleb lets out a strangled groan, and I smile. “No, no, nothing’s wrong,” he says on the phone, trying to cover.

I close my hand around him and begin to slowly pump.

Caleb curses under his breath.

I watch him for a moment, trying to keep it together. I’ve never felt so sexy, watching this man stammer and grasp for words—because of me. He gives me a bashful look, shaking his head. As if to say, ‘well played’.

I grin back. Then I lean over and take the whole head of his cock into my mouth.

“That… Would work for us,” he keeps talking, but he sounds a little… Tortured.

Just like I sounded, last night.

I swirl my tongue around him, angling him deeper into my mouth.

“Fuck.”

This time, his curse is audible. I bob my head, finding a rhythm, feeling his body tense and jerk under my touch.

I feel powerful. Invincible. And so close to making Caleb Sterling lose control. I rise up, then slide my lips down his shaft again, swirling my tongue as I go. I can hear his breathing growing labored, I can tell, he’s close to the edge.

But before I can get him there, Caleb suddenly stops me.

“We’ll circle back next week,” he says into the phone, hanging up. Then he pulls me up, out of his lap.

“So soon?” I ask, eying his straining dick.

He lets out a ragged chuckle. “I think you’ve gone far enough. In fact, you’ll be punished later for your insubordination.”

I smirk, still feeling power like a drug in my veins. “It looks like you’re the one who’s punishing yourself,” I reply. “All wound up and no place to go. Or, come.”

He forces his cock back into his pants. “Not here.” Caleb zips up, then gives me a look of dark-eyed promise. “When I come, it’s not going to be in your mouth, or on those magnificent breasts of yours,” he says, all steel and icy determination again. “No, I’m going to be buried to the hilt in your slick cunt, and I won’t settle for anything less.”

He opens the door, and I realize, the car came to a stop long ago. Caleb climbs out smoothly, leaving me panting there in the backseat.

So much for taking control. Caleb has proven beyond a doubt, he’s a man who’ll never give it up.

And damn, if I don’t love it that way.