Calvin’s POV
My breath caught as I took in the sight of her-her glistening slit, the soft curve of her thighs-and I wanted nothing more than to pull her back onto me, but I stayed still, letting her take the lead.
She leaned forward, her fingers pressing gently against my lips.
“Suck,” she commanded softly.
I obeyed without hesitation, parting my lips and taking her fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them gently, coating them with my saliva, and a soft hum escaped her lips as she watched me.
After a moment, she pulled her fingers from my mouth with a quiet pop and trailed them down her body, her eyes never leaving mine.
I watched, transfixed, as she slipped her fingers between her legs and rubbed her slit, spreading her wetness slowly.
She rubbed herself slowly, her fingers gliding through her labia as she watched me. The soft, slick sounds mixed with her quiet breaths, and I felt my cock twitch, straining even harder at the sight.
I was completely under her spell, unable to do anything but watch as she teased herself right in front of me. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, her lips parting as she pressed her fingers deeper, and I had to grip the sheets beneath me to keep from reaching for her.
A soft moan escaped her, and when her eyes opened again, they were dark and hazy with desire. She leaned forward, her fingers still wet, and slid them down my chest before wrapping her hand around my length again.
She stroked me slowly, deliberately, coating my cock with her slickness, and I let out a ragged breath as pleasure shot through me.
“Kamrynn…” I groaned, my voice rough.
She didn’t respond, at least not with words. Instead, she shifted her hips, aligning herself with me, and I felt the heat of her pressed right against the head of my cock.
I clenched my jaw, every muscle in my body tensing as she teased me, sliding her wet folds over my length without letting me inside. The sensation was maddening, almost too much to handle, and my hips bucked instinctively, desperate for more.
But she held back, taking her time, and I realized what she was doing. She was reclaiming her power, taking control of the moment-and of me.
“Please,” I rasped, my voice barely audible.
She smiled softly, her eyes glinting with satisfaction, and finally-finally-she tilted her hips and sank down slowly, taking just the head of my cock inside her.
I sucked in a sharp breath as her tight heat gripped me, and she let out a quiet whimper, her walls fluttering around me as she adjusted to the stretch.
“Fuck,” she breathed, pausing for a moment to catch her breath.
“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice tight with the effort it took to stay still.
She nodded, her cheeks flushed. “Yeah. I just… need a second.”
I nodded, resisting the overwhelming urge to thrust deeper. I could feel every little twitch, every flutter of her walls around me, and it was almost unbearable. But this wasn’t about me. It was about her feeling safe.
After a few moments, she took a deep breath and tilted her hips again, sinking down a little farther.
A low groan rumbled in my chest as she took more of me inside her, and I felt her nails dig into my shoulders as she adjusted to the stretch.
“You’re doing so good,” I murmured, my hands resting gently on her hips. “Take your time.”
Her breath hitched, and she gave me a shaky nod before moving again, sinking down slowly until I was fully seated inside her.
We both let out ragged breaths as we adjusted to the feeling. She was so tight, so warm, and the way she clenched around me made my head spin.
For a moment, we just stayed like that, breathing each other in, letting our bodies adjust.
After a few deep breaths, she shifted slightly, rolling her hips, and we both let out quiet, broken sounds as the friction intensified.
“You okay?” I asked, my voice rough, barely above a whisper.
She nodded, biting her lip as she started to move. Slowly at first, just small, tentative movements that had us both trembling. Her hands rested on my shoulders for balance, and I could feel her nails pressing into my skin as she found her rhythm.
It was intoxicating-watching her like this, completely in control, her head tilted back slightly, her lips parted as soft moans escaped her. She was so beautiful, so strong, and all I could do was hold on and let her take whatever she needed from me.
She shifted again, lifting herself higher this time before sinking back down, and I groaned as the sensation of her tight heat squeezing me sent a wave of pleasure crashing through me.
“Kamrynn… fuck,” I hissed, my grip tightening on her hips.
She gave me a shaky smile, her cheeks flushed, and picked up the pace, moving faster now, her hips rolling in smooth, fluid motions.
The friction, the heat, the sight of her riding me-it was almost too much. I could feel my control slipping, and I knew I wasn’t going to last long if she kept this up. But I didn’t care. All that mattered was her.
Her breathing grew ragged, her moans louder, and I could tell she was getting close. Her walls fluttered around me, squeezing me tighter, and I could feel her body trembling as she chased her release.
I slid one hand up her back, pulling her closer, and pressed my lips to her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin as she moved.
“You’re amazing,” I whispered against her ear. “So perfect. So strong.”
Her breath hitched, and she let out a broken moan as her hips stuttered, her pace faltering for a moment. I could feel how close she was, and I bucked my hips gently, meeting her halfway, driving myself deeper inside her.
“Calvin… I…” She gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders.
“I’ve got you,” I murmured, my voice low and reassuring. “Just let go. I’ve got you.”
She let out a choked cry, and her body tensed, her walls clenching around me as she finally came undone. Her head fell back, and I held her tightly, guiding her through it, thrusting up into her gently as she rode out her orgasm.
Her moans echoed softly in my ears, breathless and beautiful, and I kept my hands on her hips, guiding her through every wave of pleasure. The sight of her like this-lost in pleasure, completely vulnerable and beautiful-was enough to push me over the edge.
I was close-so close-but I held back, wanting to savor this moment, wanting her to feel every bit of my love and devotion.
Kamrynn was still gasping for breath when she gyrated her hips again, her walls squeezing me so tightly that I almost lost it right then and there. Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and dark with desire, and she leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear.
“Don’t hold back, cum inside me. Fill me up.” She whispered, her voice soft and breathy, still trembling from her orgasm.
Something inside me snapped.
I thrust up into her, deeper, harder, meeting her halfway as she started to move again, rolling her hips with slow, deliberate intent. The pleasure was overwhelming, building faster and faster with every thrust, and I could feel the tension coiling low in my stomach, ready to explode.
“Kamrynn… I’m-”
“I know,” she gasped, her hands sliding up to cup my face, her eyes locking onto mine. “Let go, Calvin. Cum for me.”
Her words, her touch, the way she was looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered-it was everything I needed. I let go.
With one final thrust, I buried myself deep inside her and came hard, my orgasm crashing through me like a tidal wave. My head fell back, and I groaned loudly as my body convulsed, releasing everything I’d been holding back.
I could feel Kamrynn clench around me again as a second, smaller orgasm rippled through her, and we held onto each other, our bodies locked together, trembling and breathless as we rode out the aftershocks.
As the high slowly began to fade, I opened my eyes and found her still watching me, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen, and her eyes shining with something that looked a lot like love.
I reached up, cupping her cheek, and she leaned into my touch, closing her eyes for a moment as she let out a soft, contented sigh.
“Are you okay?” I asked quietly, my thumb brushing gently over her cheekbone.
She opened her eyes and nodded, giving me a small, tired smile. “Yeah. I feel great.”
That was all I needed to hear.
For a moment, we just stayed like that, wrapped in each other, letting the quiet settle around us. There was no tension, no fear-just warmth, safety, and the quiet hum of our shared breath.
Eventually, Kamrynn shifted slightly, wincing a little as she lifted herself off of me. I helped steady her, my hands lingering on her waist, and we both let out soft, breathless laughs as we adjusted to the absence of each other’s bodies.
She collapsed onto the bed beside me, and I immediately pulled her into my arms, holding her close as she rested her head on my chest.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice soft and sleepy.
“I love you, too,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “More than anything.”