plunged in and out of her. “Aw, Christ.” The added sensation shoved him closer to the edge. “ Red ,” he cautioned, his voice a raw scrape.
Her fingers moved, then circled over her clit. He lifted up just a little and glanced down. But he had to look away before the incredible sight of her touching herself did him in before she was ready.
"Just feel. Feel me filling you up. Feel your fingers stroking yourself."
A pleading whimper erupted from her throat. “Keep talking, Caden."
He moaned. The strain of holding back his orgasm flared. Then he blurted out the feeling most driving him crazy in that moment. “Christ, you're so tight, so fucking good. Everything about you..."
He felt her tighten around his cock and he groaned. Just a little more. Push her a little more.
"Come,” he growled through clenched teeth, “come on me."
The hand on his back clenched. Her short fingernails pinched as they sank into his skin.
"Mak—"
"Coming! Oh God!"
"Fuck, yes.” Her orgasm roared through her. Her inner walls milked at him relentlessly. It was all he could take. “Oh, Christ.” He thrust into her once, twice, a third time. His release erupted into her still-clenching depths. His muscles strained as the most intense orgasm of his life slammed through him. He stilled himself all the way in her and shuddered against her as his cock continued to twitch. “Makenna,” he whispered as he panted into her soft wavy hair. He pressed kisses down onto the damp skin of her forehead, then allowed his head to fall into the crook of her neck when he gently pulled out of her.
Long, comfortable moments of blissful silence passed. Being with her had been incredible, but it was how at ease he felt with her that most had him hoping he could stay the night, and tomorrow, and the month...
Peace was not an emotion with which he was much familiar, but with Makenna, he had it. And he didn't know how he'd ever give it up.
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Chapter Nine
Makenna was speechless. She'd guessed earlier in the evening Caden would prove an attentive lover, but she wasn't prepared for just how well he anticipated her needs, sometimes before she did herself, and how he made sure every one of them was fulfilled. It was a heady thing, being the center of someone else's efforts and attention. She felt giddy.
And he'd felt so good in her. He was the most well-endowed man she'd ever been with, and Holy cow! the pleasure she got from the sensation of fullness alone would've made the sex great. But the way he moved his body, the way he rolled his hips, the way his hands possessed her, the reflexive sweet kisses he dropped all over her—it all felt effortless, natural, with him, which was why she'd been able to orgasm again. She'd never before been able to come again so quickly after orgasming. But Caden had drawn it out of her with his body, his words, the deep need in his voice for her to join him when he fell.
Most of all, he'd made her feel desirable, beautiful, sexy. These feelings enabled her to be completely free with him.
She stroked light trailing fingertips over his back where he had collapsed on top of her. She wriggled a little and turned her head to kiss his stubbled cheek.
He lifted up from her neck and smiled at her, then pressed a series of soft, worshipful kisses against her lips. “You doing okay?"
She smiled. “I'm mighty fine."
His smile turned into a grin. “Yes, you are."
She gave him a quick peck. “You want something to drink?” she asked. “I have to get up to go to the bathroom anyway."
"Yeah, sounds good.” He rolled off to her side and ran his fingertips from her neck down to her belly button. She squirmed, every part of her body now completely over sensitized from the immense pleasure he'd given her.
Makenna scooted off the bed and glanced back at him. He wasn't even trying to pretend he wasn't watching her nakedness stroll around the room. She smirked, knowing full well she'd be doing the same
Her fingers moved, then circled over her clit. He lifted up just a little and glanced down. But he had to look away before the incredible sight of her touching herself did him in before she was ready.
"Just feel. Feel me filling you up. Feel your fingers stroking yourself."
A pleading whimper erupted from her throat. “Keep talking, Caden."
He moaned. The strain of holding back his orgasm flared. Then he blurted out the feeling most driving him crazy in that moment. “Christ, you're so tight, so fucking good. Everything about you..."
He felt her tighten around his cock and he groaned. Just a little more. Push her a little more.
"Come,” he growled through clenched teeth, “come on me."
The hand on his back clenched. Her short fingernails pinched as they sank into his skin.
"Mak—"
"Coming! Oh God!"
"Fuck, yes.” Her orgasm roared through her. Her inner walls milked at him relentlessly. It was all he could take. “Oh, Christ.” He thrust into her once, twice, a third time. His release erupted into her still-clenching depths. His muscles strained as the most intense orgasm of his life slammed through him. He stilled himself all the way in her and shuddered against her as his cock continued to twitch. “Makenna,” he whispered as he panted into her soft wavy hair. He pressed kisses down onto the damp skin of her forehead, then allowed his head to fall into the crook of her neck when he gently pulled out of her.
Long, comfortable moments of blissful silence passed. Being with her had been incredible, but it was how at ease he felt with her that most had him hoping he could stay the night, and tomorrow, and the month...
Peace was not an emotion with which he was much familiar, but with Makenna, he had it. And he didn't know how he'd ever give it up.
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Chapter Nine
Makenna was speechless. She'd guessed earlier in the evening Caden would prove an attentive lover, but she wasn't prepared for just how well he anticipated her needs, sometimes before she did herself, and how he made sure every one of them was fulfilled. It was a heady thing, being the center of someone else's efforts and attention. She felt giddy.
And he'd felt so good in her. He was the most well-endowed man she'd ever been with, and Holy cow! the pleasure she got from the sensation of fullness alone would've made the sex great. But the way he moved his body, the way he rolled his hips, the way his hands possessed her, the reflexive sweet kisses he dropped all over her—it all felt effortless, natural, with him, which was why she'd been able to orgasm again. She'd never before been able to come again so quickly after orgasming. But Caden had drawn it out of her with his body, his words, the deep need in his voice for her to join him when he fell.
Most of all, he'd made her feel desirable, beautiful, sexy. These feelings enabled her to be completely free with him.
She stroked light trailing fingertips over his back where he had collapsed on top of her. She wriggled a little and turned her head to kiss his stubbled cheek.
He lifted up from her neck and smiled at her, then pressed a series of soft, worshipful kisses against her lips. “You doing okay?"
She smiled. “I'm mighty fine."
His smile turned into a grin. “Yes, you are."
She gave him a quick peck. “You want something to drink?” she asked. “I have to get up to go to the bathroom anyway."
"Yeah, sounds good.” He rolled off to her side and ran his fingertips from her neck down to her belly button. She squirmed, every part of her body now completely over sensitized from the immense pleasure he'd given her.
Makenna scooted off the bed and glanced back at him. He wasn't even trying to pretend he wasn't watching her nakedness stroll around the room. She smirked, knowing full well she'd be doing the same
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