I turn to him, my named body pressed against his. A thrill rushes through me at the feeling of his skin on mine. His lips on mine, his hands traveling across my body, send electricity through me. "You are," I murmur, as he takes me to the bed.
When he runs his palm over my breasts and down my stomach, I arch my back, urging him on. His mouth is between my legs almost immediately, his hands pulling me against his face. His tongue meanders slowly, leisurely, as he eats me like he has all the time in the world, and not like we're parents of a teething baby.
I close my eyes, forgetting everything else, as the sensations overpower me.
Caulter pulls away, just when I'm on the edge. "You're not coming that easily," he says, smirking as he replaces his tongue with a cock-shaped vibrator. He fucks me slowly without turning on the vibration, pressing the tip of the cock against the place inside me that's the most sensitive, and I groan.
I reach for him, my thumb lightly caressing the tip of his cock, massaging the bead of pre-cum before stroking him from base to tip. Caulter's eyes go heavy, and it isn't long before his cock is throbbing in my hand. "Tell me to come," I whisper, brought nearly to the edge already.
"Are you close?" Caulter asks. His voice is gravely, his words punctuated by short breaths as I work him over with my hand. My eyes are fixated on his cock, and I want him in my mouth.
"I want to come with you in my mouth," I beg. "I want you to come in my mouth so I can taste you."
Caulter groans loudly. "You're not getting off that easily, Princess," he says, letting go of the vibrator and taking my hand from his cock. "I want you to come with that vibrator in your * and my cock in your tight little asshole."
His words make me wet, and my * automatically tightens around the vibrator as I watch him roll a condom onto his length. He gives me a knowing look. "Do you like that?" he asks. "Do you want me to have all of you?"
"I want you to have all of me," I say.
"Don't touch that vibrator," he orders. "Touch your breasts."
I do what he tells me to do, my hands caressing my breasts, fingers pinching my nipples the way he does when he touches me, and a moan escapes my lips.
"Now, I want your legs in the air."
He says it sternly, his voice demanding, and I feel a tingle between my legs at the thought of what he's about to do. Positioning myself for him, I press the vibrator inside me, my palm brushing against my clit. "Hurry," I say, even though I know he'll just torment me by taking his time.
He does. He takes my legs, pulling them up to his shoulders, one at a time. He takes his time, his hands roaming over my breasts, massaging them, then tormenting me by pushing the vibrator further inside me and flicking it on the lowest setting. Even that low, the stimulation nearly makes me come, and I have to close my eyes and will myself to wait for him.
When he presses his lubricated cock against my asshole, I inhale sharply through my teeth, anticipating the sensation of him inside me. "You're going to hold out for me, Kate," he says, as my breathing becomes shorter.
"I don't know if I can," I say, and he spanks my ass.
"You will."
I groan as he works his way inside, reaching between my legs to fuck myself with the vibrator as he stretches my ass. When he's fully inside me, up to the hilt, I sigh loudly, the experience of being completely filled absolutely exquisite.
I want to turn up the vibrator. As he begins to fuck my ass slowly, his strokes gentle, I want to come more than anything. The waiting is torture, especially when he's caressing my breasts, then pinching my nipples, and telling me how tight I am and how much he loves fucking me.
He torments me with slow movements until I'm gripping handfuls of the bed sheets in agony, barely able to hold off. "I have to come," I beg.
"Are you close, Princess?" He fucks me with less restraint now, his balls pressing up against my ass cheeks, and the thought of him buried balls deep in me is too much.
"So close," I say.
"Not yet," he tells me, but I know he's close too. "Not until I say you can come."
I turn up the setting on the vibrator anyway, too far gone, and he slaps my ass for that. "Naughty girl," he says, his voice thick. "I'll make you pay for that. First, I'm going to come in this sweet little ass of yours, and then I'm going to take you to the shower, where I'm going to fuck you up against the shower wall, and then I'm going to drag you back out here, bend you over the bed, and come in that tight little * of yours."
He fucks me harder, and between his cock and the vibrator, every part of my body is on edge, arousal coursing through me as I hurtle toward orgasm.
"Would you like that, sweetheart?" he asks, thrusting into me. "Would you like me to fill your tight little * up with cum tonight? Would you like me to knock you up?"
"I'm pregnant," I blurt out, as I crash over the edge. But it sounds more like "I'm preggggggggggggnant!" as I scream my orgasm so loudly I grab a pillow to muffle my own mouth.