“Keep my hands off you.” He grasped my waist, spinning me to face him and grabbing my lips in a crushing kiss. My heart raced in excitement, and I lifted my hands, one snaking into the back of his hair and the other grasping his neck to pull him closer to me. The movement caused my towel to shift and untuck, and it slid off my body and pooled at our feet.
“Fuck,” Caleb moaned, his hands sliding down my naked body slowly, as though memorizing every inch of skin, until he reached my ass. Lips still caressing mine, his palms smoothed over the round of my butt, making me sigh against his mouth, silently begging for more. His hands slid lower, grabbing tight to the tops of my legs and lifting me just a couple of inches to perch on the edge of the vanity.
My knees spread, and he stepped closer into the gap I’d just created, pressing hard to my already throbbing center. Pulling back from my lips a fraction, he dipped his head to watch as his hands moved up my body once more, this time finding my breasts and gently palming them.
Oh my God, he's trying to kill me.
My breath caught in a gasp as he lightly, infuriatingly, teased at my nipples, and I tilted my head back, giving his mouth access to my neck. Seeming to read my mind, his lips closed over the skin of my throat, teeth brushing me lightly as he dragged his mouth lower, then lower, then grabbed one of my tight, hard nipples in his gentle teeth.
“Caleb,” I moaned, not entirely sure what I was trying to say, but thankfully he didn't let up what he was doing. Fuck me, it felt amazing.
“Mmmm?” he asked, his mouth still on my sensitive flesh, and the vibration sent shivers of pleasure radiating through me. Lips on one breast and fingers on the other, he slipped his free hand lower to part my already wet folds and ever so lightly stroke my throbbing clit.
Desperately, I grabbed at the hem of his shirt, yanking it up and dislodging his body from mine only long enough to pull it off before he went right back to what he had been doing, thank fuck. With him occupied, driving me to near insanity, I made quick work of his belt and fly, roughly pushing the offensive fabric out of the way so that I could even out the clothing score between us. His belt buckle clinked as it hit the tiles, and he kicked his pants out of the way, leaving him just as gloriously naked as I was, and I pushed him back a step.
“What?” he panted, his lips deliciously red and swollen as he stared at me with hungry eyes.
“Just give me a minute,” I grinned, leaning back on my hands and taking in the sight of him. He hadn't been lying all those months ago when he told me he had more tattoos than just the one I had seen on his side. They were all stunning and highlighted his incredible, muscular body perfectly.
“Enjoying the view, Kitty Kat?” he purred, like the shithead he was. My gaze had just dropped low enough that I was now perusing his impressive dick, standing straight up as though begging for my attention.
“Maybe,” I smirked. “But I think I need a closer look…” Sliding off the counter, I dropped to my knees in front of him and grasped his rigid shaft in my hand. A shocked noise gasped from him, and he stared down at me with wide eyes.
“Kitty Kat, you don't—” His words cut off as I licked up the length of his cock, then slid the head inside my mouth. “Oh fuck.”
My tongue rolled over his silky skin, and the sound of his moan made me almost smile. Keeping a grip on his shaft, I sucked lightly, scraping my teeth just the tiniest bit down his length as I took more of him into my mouth. Pulling back, then taking more on the next down thrust. The sound of his whispered curses spurred me on, and he tangled his hands in my freshly brushed hair, holding my head and indicating a pace that he liked.
My other hand was clasping one of his tight ass cheeks, and I used that control to pull him in deeper, making him groan loudly and pull back. His cock slipped from my mouth with a wet pop as he tugged me back to my feet and reclaimed my lips in a crushing kiss, our tongues both fighting for dominance while his hard length pressed against my stomach and my folds throbbed with heat. Already, I could feel the wet slickness of my own arousal on my thighs, and it only made me want more.
“Damn, girl,” he muttered when he finally released my mouth. “I swear you will be the death of me.” Not disagreeing, because I could have said the same about him, I grinned wickedly and ran my nails down his back, not lightly but not hard enough to draw blood.
“Fuck,” he muttered, his head tilting back, and I used the opportunity to seal my mouth onto the bend of his neck, which was as far as I could reach in bare feet.
“Caleb,” I whispered as his hands roamed my body in return. “Quit teasing. I need you.”
“Need me to do what, Kitty Kat?” He smirked, bringing his face back down to kiss me again.
“I need you,” I panted, between toe-curling kisses, “in me. Now.”
His mouth curved into a smile against mine, and his hard dick twitched between us.
“Well, when you ask so nicely…” He grasped my waist once more in his huge hands and spun me back to face the mirror. “Seems unfair for you not to enjoy the view as well.”
Palming my breasts once more, he rolled my nipples between his fingers while his hot, heavy, cock rested against my ass. The mirror was still fogged up from my shower, but I could still clearly make out our forms, and the added visual made me quiver with anticipation.
“Please,” I begged, planting my hands on the counter and pushing backwards in encouragement. Not needing any further urging, Caleb grasped his dick in his hand and lined up from behind, then pushed in firmly and dragged a low moan from me. He made it halfway inside, then pulled out briefly before surging in the rest of the way with a sexy groan. The instant feeling of fullness was incredible, and I was already so wet that there was no need to take things slow until I adjusted to his considerable girth. Instead I pushed back onto him, urging him to move. Obliging, he thrust in and out firmly, confidently, while his hands gripped my hips tight. Panting hard, I dropped my head low, my wet hair falling forward like a curtain and brushing against the sink.
After only seconds, Caleb released one of my hips and gathered up my hair in his hand, pulling gently to bring my face back up to the mirror.