Flawless Ruin

Then he yanks me from his lap with a growl and shoves me face-down over the couch arm, so my bare ass is jutting in the air. I gasp in shock, reeling as his hand moves possessively between my legs, fingers sliding inside me to nudge at the globe. “How do you like this, baby?” he asks, breath hot against the back of my neck. “Is it enough for you?”

“No,” I moan into the plush cushions. “I need you.”

“Oh, I can feel that, baby.” Caleb’s fingers prod and twist inside, bringing me dangerously close to the edge. “You’re dripping for me.”

Then he pulls them out, leaving me whimpering at the loss of his touch. “Maybe I’ll make you keep it,” he muses. “Walk around all day with it inside you, not quite full enough. Aching for my cock.”

“Caleb, please!” I beg desperately, knowing he would do it, too. Make me suffer in my desire. I clutch the couch arm, still pressed face-down. “Please! I need you inside me!”

There’s a pause, and then I hear a dark chuckle.

“Is that so?”

And then I feel him. His fingertip. Nudging. Exploring.

There.

I freeze in shock. Oh my God! He’s touching my asshole, circling against the sensitive puckered ring.

“Caleb!” I blurt, blood rushing to my cheeks—and other places.

I’ve never….

“You said you needed me, inside.” His voice is smug, almost mocking, as he holds me down and continues his taboo exploration. He nudges at my tight entrance, and I gasp again—but in pleasure this time.

The sensation is entirely foreign. I shouldn’t like it, being touched there. I mustn’t.

But…

I do.

He nudges again, sinking in, just a little, and I yelp, clenching hard around the globe.

Fuck.

Pleasure is rising in me, dark and dirty, and I’m glad my face is hidden. Glad he can’t see how much I ache and moan for his wicked hands. But as if he reads my mind, Caleb yanks me up, moving us both so that he’s sitting on the couch, and I’m straddling above his lap, facing him.

My emotions on full display.

“Look at you…” he croons, eyes fixed on my face. “You never knew you could be so wanton. That you could beg for me like this.”

“Please,” I moan, heart racing. I clutch at his shoulders for balance, poised there above him. So close. Ready to fall. “Please!”

“You’ve been such a good girl for me.” Caleb reaches up between my legs, slipping his fingers around the globe, and steadily withdraws it. The sweet drag of friction as it pulls out sends me over the edge, and I feel the first tremors of my orgasm overtake me. “Good girls should get everything they deserve. Every fucking inch.”

He discards the globe and grabs my hips, bringing me crashing down on his cock. Impaling me in a single motion.

I scream in pleasure, as he buries himself to the hilt.

Oh my God!

My climax unleashes, crashing through me as he thrusts up, deep inside me.

So deep.

Fuck.

“Caleb!” I cry, as he lifts me, then brings me down again, hard. I’m coming apart, sobbing his name, lost to my orgasm as he pistons his thick cock inside me, my breasts bouncing with the force of his impact; the unfamiliar weight of the nipple clamps sending fresh waves of pleasure through me. “Oh my god! Caleb! OH MY GOD!”