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Stone Cold - Ashby Crime Family

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Better than oxy.

More addicting too.

“Calvin, yes. More please.” I didn’t know what more would feel like but I wanted more, I wanted to feel just like this. Again and again.

Always.

“You want more.” He repeated the words and slid two fingers deep inside of me and like the slut Mother had accused me of being, I arched into him and spread my legs, silently begging for more.

“Then let’s give you more.” Cal pulled his fingers from my body and put them in his mouth.

“My God, you’re filthy!”

His deep laugh was full of amusement even as he took a step back, and I propped myself up on my elbows to watch as he quickly removed his clothes. “Filthy? I just had my mouth all over you.”

“I know but…how does it taste?”

Cal shucked his jeans off his legs, boxers too and kicked them aside before peeling the t-shirt off and tossing it somewhere behind him. He stepped close until he stood between my legs, his fingers sifting through my hair gently, fingertips teasing me until he found the perfect spot. “Have a taste and tell me.”

“Now?”

Cal nodded and I put both palms to his cheeks and brought his mouth down to mine, kissing him tentatively at first but then as the taste of me, of us, hit my tongue, I felt something else altogether.

Hungry.

The kiss deepened but I didn’t know if it was me or Cal. All I knew was that we were lost in a fog of lust and want, of limbs and hands and then he was on the table between my legs, stroking his cock with one hand and rubbing my clit with his thumb. “Well?”

I licked my lips, smiling at the guttural sound he made, trying to figure out how to answer. “I liked it. It was strange, salty and musky, but I kind of wanted more.”

He nodded again. “Now you see why I had to have another taste.” His lips curled into an irresistible smile as he pushed my shoulders back until I was flat on my back, and he was kneeling between my legs. “Ready?”

Hell no. “Yep.”

“Bonnie, relax.” His words were patient and his tone, kind. “You’ll like it. I plan to make damn sure of it. But it will be uncomfortable at first.”

I nodded. “I know. I’m ready.” I was ready and I wanted this, despite the fear that pulsed through me. Or maybe it was anticipation.

Cal lined our bodies up, one hand still gripping his impressive erection as he slid, slowly into my body. “Fuck, that’s tight.”

“That’s a good thing…right?” The more he pushed inside me, the fuller I felt, the more the discomfort grew. But I didn’t want it to end.

“More than good,” he said between clenched jaws, gritted teeth. “Fuck, Bonnie.” He pushed one final time and my eyes slammed shut against the searing pain that had already started to dissipate. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” I told him, slowly opening my eyes to see his gaze full of sorrow and determination, but the lust hadn’t cooled. Not even a little. “I’m good.”

He nodded and looked down at me, green gaze practically black with the same desire I felt burning through my veins, his jaws clenched with unspent desire.

“Cal. Move, please.” The longer he stayed there, filling me up, the more I wanted him. The more I needed him.

His hips began to move and it was the very first time in my life that I believed in heaven on Earth, which ironically might be the only heaven that was real.

“Oh, God, Calvin!” It was magnificent and so was watching the gorgeous play of Cal’s body as it moved within me. The muscles bunched and flexed, mesmerizing me with every stroke into my body. It was like watching an athlete train, only more beautiful. More fascinating.

The more he pumped into me, the drunker I felt. The more the high of sex and my impending orgasm took control of my body, the more it carried me away. I gave in to every feeling, every sensation that went through me, grabbing any piece of hard flesh I could get my hands on and swiping my tongue along the sweaty length of his neck. His shoulder.

His collarbone.

“Oh fuck! Bonnie!” He moved faster and faster, the mix of pleasure and pain so profound that I could only hang on and feel.

Closer and closer to the surface the pleasure came, sending fireworks exploding behind my eyes as my body grew more and more tense. Tighter. Stiff. Cal’s fists gripped my hips and he pumped harder and faster, causing me to feel so much that he was just a blur of movement. A beautiful blur that brought me right to the edge.

And tossed me over.

That feeling, one of falling from a million miles in the air, was just as intoxicating at the man himself and the way he moved within my body. I now understood that dreamy look that Maisie wore and why men like Wyatt went to such lengths to feel this way. It was incredible. Magnificent. Spectacular.



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