I feel the waves of pleasure rising, a tsunami ready to unleash.
“Please,” I gasp on the edge, remembering his order. “Please let me come!”
“Louder,” Caleb commands, plunging into me again, riding me mercilessly. “I want the whole fucking city to hear you beg.”
“Please!” I beg, screaming, almost incoherent with pleasure. “Please Caleb! Please let me come on your cock!”
“Do it,” he growls. “Come for me, baby!”
With a shudder, I let go, and hurtle over the edge. His cock strokes me from the inside, and the probe stretches me open, and then I feel him come inside me, spurting with a deep, dirty pleasure that explodes through my body. I scream, over and over, coming so hard and fast, I swear I black out for a moment.
When I surface, I’m gasping, limp in his arms. Pleasure is still rushing through me, a comforting blanket of calm. Caleb eases himself from my body, and then wraps me in blankets, tenderly cradling me to his chest. “OK?” he murmurs, gently unfastening the choker from my neck.
I twist to look at him.
“More than OK,” I smile, sleepy and utterly satisfied. “That was… Well, there are no words.”
Just moans, and gasps, and screaming.
He relaxes, discarding the million-dollar necklace and cradling me like I’m the precious jewel.
“There are,” he whispers. “I love you.”