Flawless Prize

His eyes brim with pure male superiority. It’s classic Caleb. If you want this, You’ll have to beg.

But I’m happy to. God, I love it when he takes control.

“No, it’s not enough.” I gasp, arching to meet him again. “I need all of you. Every inch. Please.”

“Since you asked so sweetly…”

Caleb thrusts into me again, slow and deep. So deep.

Fuck. Yes.

I let out a moan, gripping onto the ladder. “There. Oh God.”

“Not God, baby. Just me.”

Caleb withdraws, then fucks into me again, his cock burying deep, hitting just right. I feel the sweetness tightening in my spine, and clench around him, drawing a groan from his lips.

Fuck, he feels so good. I’m swept up in the dirty rhythm of his thrusts, and the passion of the moment, cresting higher—

“AGHH!”

I feel something slithering past me, brushing my thigh. “Stop, STOP!”

“What’s wrong?” he pants.

“There’s something in the water!” I scramble out of his embrace, and haul myself out of the water. “Something slimy!”

Caleb lets out a frustrated laugh, then follows me onto the dock, his cock still straining and erect. “Inside, now,” he commands, then doesn’t wait for me to move before throwing me over his shoulder, still naked and dripping wet.

In more ways than one.

Caleb practically sprints back to the cabin, slamming the door behind us and making straight for the bathroom. He turns on the shower, and deposits me on the narrow bench in the back of the stall.

“Now, where were we?” he asks, that dangerous look in his eyes again.

I catch my breath. “You were fucking my brains out?” I say sweetly.

He smirks. “I seem to remember something like that…”

But instead of reaching for me again, he stands there under the spray. “On your knees,” he commands. “You need to earn your pleasure.”

My breath hitches, and I slide to my knees to obey him.

“You wanted every inch. Begged for it, even,” Caleb muses. “So take it. Take it all.”

I slide him easily into my mouth, opening wide to fit his thick girth between my lips.

I can taste myself on his cock.

It’s so dirty, I feel a fresh wave of desire, slick between my thighs. Caleb fists my wet hair into a rope, controlling my pace as I swallow him down, almost too much, almost too deep to take.

I gag a little, recoiling, but Caleb holds me in place. “Easy there,” he says, stroking my cheek as I drool. “You can take it. Just open wide, like a good girl.”

He pulls me back onto him again, his grip tight on my hair. I choke back my gag reflex, and suck him down again, wanting to please him.

Needing to satisfy his commands.

“That’s it, just like that.” Caleb groans, the sound echoing as the hot spray rains down on the both of us. “My greedy girl, desperate for every inch, isn’t that right? You won’t be satisfied until my cum’s raining down your throat, and you’re choking on every last drop.”