Saint & Sinner - A Second Chance Romance

“Caleb,” she breathed as if in wonder, and raked her nails down my back.

How I loved the sound of my name on her lips. I began to pull out of her, and the sensation of my flesh moving along the tightness of her walls almost made me lose my mind. She was so fucking tight, even more so than I had imagined. But I caught myself. This was all for her, and I needed to make it as amazing as possible. And I needed to make it last for as long as I could.

I stopped the moment my tip reached her opening. I felt her arms tighten once again around me as she readied herself for another thrust. I heard her low whimper, and was glad that she couldn’t see the raw, exposed, and completely vulnerable expression that must be on my face.

This went way beyond sex for me. This was love, and my heart almost couldn’t take it.

I lifted her slightly off the desk, and in one fluid thrust, slammed back into her.

She bucked at the force of my plunge, her back arching at the agonizingly sweet torment.

“Holy cow!” she yelped. “Jesus. You’re so deep.”

I had reached the end of her, so I began to writhe my hips slowly to find the exact spot that would blow her mind. Judging by the moans and the tightening of her grip around my neck, I got an inkling of where the best angle of my lunges should be directed to and got to work.

My hips settled into a delicious rhythm that was a mixture of slow and fast plunges. My thrusts would be leisurely long with pauses, then when her teeth were almost on edge with frustration I would attack her with a burst of crazed, merciless drives that completely unraveled her. She was struggling for air as she clung to me.

I savored every single movement of this dream so I could replay it in my mind over and over again for the rest of my life.

I watched the range of emotions that ran across her face, from frustration, to pleasure, to joy and bliss. Then to pure wonder.

And all the while I fell more and more in love with her mesmerizing beauty. I wanted to forever be the only man she allowed in her body, the only man she showed this side of herself to.

Without warning a remembrance of her abuse from twelve years earlier came to mind, and a scorching wave of anger overtook me. I wanted to erase every trace of him from inside her. I pounded harder and harder into her, and suddenly tears were pouring down my cheeks.

“Caleb,” she called.

But I couldn’t stop. I had lost total control of my own body. I was exorcising the horror of him from her body. I had to. For my own sanity. I fucked her with every iota of strength I had inside of me, and when it still didn’t seem nearly enough, I plopped her down on the table and grabbed her thighs.

“No,” she panted, her skin slippery and slicked with sweat as she tried to get away from me, but I couldn’t let her go. Like a man possessed I couldn’t stop.

“Caleb!” she screamed.

Finally, her voice got through the fog in my brain and I froze. I stared at her in shock. “Have I hurt you?” I gasped, horrified by what I had done.

Her hand reached out to touch my wet cheek. “No! I … I just thought … I …you looked like you had … I don’t know … lost control,” she whispered. Her eyes were enormous.

I took a deep breath. “I had,” I admitted. I forced my lips to twist into something that looked like a smile. “You have that effect on me. Do you want me to stop?”

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes never left mine as she shook her head and said clearly, “No. I want you to continue. In fact, I want you to lose control again.”

I pulled her forward until her ass was just on the edge. The heavy desk scraped across the floor in protest with every violent ram into her. I thought I wouldn’t lose control again. I thought I would be able to handle myself, but I became possessed again with need to own her. I fucked her like a wild beast.

I drove into her, as she rode the storm of ecstasy that I knew was going to completely knock her out. I was hanging by a thread, but I ignored my own enjoyment, just to be sure she had the best fuck she possibly could.

“Oh God,” she moaned as she began to quicken.

She crushed her lips to mine as her body shattered.

I felt the orgasm tear through her body with the force of a storm. Her head wrenched away and I watched in wonder as her trembling body arched into a tight bow. Her breasts jutted out and her head fell back. In soft light the whites of her eyes gleamed, as she fought against the unraveling of her body and soul. As she flew among the stars I continued to fuck her. I wanted to prolong her orgasm for as long as possible.