He slips his thumb into my ass and two fingers into my *, moving them in and out while he talks to me.
“You see, I even thought of this right here.” He continues to finger fuck me roughly, and I work to balance myself before he shoves me into the mirror. He grips my hair again, forcing me to look into his eyes.
“Tell me you thought of me behind you. Tell me you wanted me to fill you again just like I did in the desert.” I nod very slowly, his tight grip only allowing me to move slightly. “Get down here. I want to watch your eyes in this mirror.” I move my feet back down to the floor and spread them apart for him.
Watching him unzip his pants and start stroking his cock is the perfect tease for me. He works his hand up and down his length a few seconds and even hits his palm with it, sending a loud hammer sound through the room. Shit, he's very hard and that was sexy as hell. He smacks my ass with it before he starts to rub the tip over my entrance.
“Tell me, Jade. Do you want me in your ass? Or do you want it from behind?” I really don't care what he does as long as he fucks me.
“Just please, fuck me, Kaleb.” He watches my face while he slides his cock into my *, slowly pulling my hair into a grip again. He forces my face forward, and I watch his eyes darken. He's in his element. I've never seen him sexier than he is right this very moment.
He slams into me hard, sending pain into my legs with each thrust. I take his aggression while he grips my hips and fucks me. He moves his hands over my breasts and grips them both to use for leverage to pull me into him with each thrust. When that isn't enough, he grabs my shoulders and drives into me harder and faster. My orgasm swarms all around me, but doesn't happen until he grips my throat, squeezing with enough force to cause my * to clench around his hard, massive cock. I welcome the rush over my body as he sends his heat deep into me with his final thrusts.
My legs are burning from the friction against the counter, but I don't dare move. I bask in the feeling of him deep inside me, while his cock twitches its way back to normal. We both breathe heavily in the mirror until he finally pulls out of me. I’m thoroughly fucked and immensely satisfied when he turns me around to face him. Without a word, he lifts me onto the countertop and kisses me like he’ll never have the chance again. He’s demanding my mouth to open wide while his tongue invades. Taking and tasting and delivering a quench to the thirst I’ve felt since we first left for Mexico. If he keeps this up, I’ll be squirming to have him between my legs every moment of the day.
I missed this man, and I'm so relieved I get to have this with him after I thought it was over. After seeing him in the hospital bed so weak and confused then torn up inside, while he sheltered his feelings of hurt and anger from everyone.
I love Kaleb Maverick whether he’s soft, sweet, hard, or demanding. He’s mine, and I’ll kill his brother if given the chance for even thinking of trying to take him away from me.
“You feel like a shower?” He speaks against my cheek as he pulls away. I nod and let him carry me the few feet to his large shower. He was correct in saying he would fuck me until we both couldn’t walk. My legs will be bruised from his force, but he seems to be walking fine. Next time, I may have to remedy that.
He cherishes me like the soft Kaleb I know while we’re in the shower. I can tell by his touch he’s trying to appreciate every inch of my skin. He’s in deep thought, so I just let him slide his hands over my wet body as he chooses. He’s such a complex man, and it prides me to know somehow, some way, I am the woman he chose to consume. I can’t even remember how boring my life was without him.
The water begins to get cold before he finishes. He turns it off and slides two towels in from around the glass door. He still hasn’t said a word when we both step out onto the rug.
His perfect body is on display for me, and I don’t waste time not appreciating it. He watches me as I wrap my towel around my chest, then wraps his own around his waist. His hand brushes my ass when he walks by to leave me to get ready. Before he passes, he turns my face to him for a kiss. This one is slow and understanding. Like we’ve made it through the angry aggression and now we both realize we’re here for each other.