by Mignon Mykel
I kept my fingers inside her pulsing channel, enjoying the feeling. I had them pressed deep, my palm resting against her clit. When her pulsing slowed, I rubbed my palm over her gently, sending another shudder through her. Slowly, I slid my fingers out of her and put them in my mouth, my eyes locked on her now open ones.
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
I don’t think she meant to whisper it, if the reddening of her cheeks was any indication. Her chest, neck, and cheeks were already flushed, but the extra blush stood out. I grinned as I pulled my fingers from my mouth then leaned down to her.
She read my intentions and her mouth was open, waiting, ready for me as I swept my tongue inside. I tried to keep my weight from her, but her hands were at my back, pulling me close. Giving her what she wanted, I allowed my weight to rest on her briefly.
I could feel her long, deep breath and went to roll off her. I was obviously smashing her into the mattress.
“No, stay,” she said into my mouth, between kisses.
I kissed her once more before pulling my head back. “I’m going to crush you, Chief.”
“No, you won’t. I like it.”
Her fingers played lazily up and down my spine before one was at my nape again, playing with the hair that curled there. She smiled up at me and the bliss on her face…
God, I wanted to keep her around.
“Ok,” I said. “I’ll stay.” The last was said against her mouth. I had a difficult time keeping focused on the kiss though. I had to be a hundred pounds heavier than her.
With her mouth occupied, I rolled us to our sides to face one another, never breaking contact. I reached down so I could grab her thigh, pulling her leg to rest over my waist. Putting my hand to her lower back, I kept her pressed close. Her hot, wet core was snug to my abs, the head of my cock brushing the curve of her ass.
I don’t think I’ve ever waited this long to give myself relief, and we had been playing at this particular game for a good hour. Her heat against my stomach, her tongue sliding against mine, her hands in my hair, on my shoulders, drawing lazy circles. I was going to have a serious case of blue balls.
I reached my hand around her leg to begin stroking her again. Wanting more access, I stopped only to move her thigh off from over me, moving her to lay on her back. Still, I kissed her deep. When my hand returned to her, I pushed my ring and middle fingers into her waiting opening and pressed the base of my thumb against her clit. I swallowed the moan she broke into, running my tongue over the roof of her mouth as she paused her side of the kiss.
I let my hand play, pushing my fingers in and out, scissoring them when in deep, curling them on the way out. I pressed up deeper, trying to find the one spot that was sure to send her so much closer to the edge.
When I felt the hitch of her breath, I stilled my hand and slowly stroked that spot. Over.
Over.
Over.
She tore her mouth from mine, twisting her head to rest her cheek on the pillow. “Oh my God, Caleb.” Her hips rocked with my hand, trying to urge me to go—“Faster, Caleb. Right there. Oh m—Caleb, I’m right there.”
Right where I wanted her.
She was going to kill me.
I pulled my hand all the way out. If I tasted her again, I was going to blow my load so instead I took my wet fingers and wrapped my hand around my cock, fisting it hard and squeezing the ever loving life out of it at the head. It wasn’t what my cock wanted, it wasn’t what I wanted, but I would survive the night.
Or a few hours.
Maybe I’d just wait until she was asleep.
But I would survive.
I pressed a kiss to her nose and grinned down at her. I probably looked looney. “To be continued.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” Her brows were up and the look of disappointment was etched across her face. Or sadness. She looked sad. “You’re fucking stopping? Fuck you, Caleb.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “That’s fucking cruel.” Her pout was fucking, to use her word of the hour, adorable, but it was the growing sheen in her eyes that had me second guessing my plan.
I couldn’t help it though. I tried not to, but my lips curled wider. “Are you going to cry?” Yeah, I was maybe a little bit of an ass.
“Fuck off, Caleb.”
She rolled to her side with her arms still crossed. My eyes trailed down her bare back, her naked ass. She drew her knees up, pushing her ass out a bit toward me. “You’re a fucking tease.”
I chuckled as I pulled the sheet out from under her. It was a wrinkled mess and was no longer tucked at the corner near Sydney’s feet, but I still pulled it up over our shoulders. I lay on my side and pulled her in close, spooning her into me. I snaked an arm under her head and draped the other over the dip in her waist before moving my hand to rest just under the curve of her breast. All of which she accepted.
“Payback’s a bitch,” I whispered into her ear before pressing a kiss there.
“You’re the one with the raging hard on,” she muttered, but she relaxed back into me. “I’m just uncomfortably wet.” To prove her point, she rubbed her knees together as if trying to find a comfortable position. “Don’t poke me with that thing.”
Considering I had little control over the hard cock at her back, I ignored the request. Instead, I kept her body close to my own, pressing my lips to her shoulder.
Sydney
I can’t say I’ve ever experienced a sex dream. Maybe it was because I never before had been so pent up on sexual energy when going to bed.
But as Caleb held me in sleep, my head had us doing all sorts of naughty things. I thought I was frustrated when Caleb pulled back—I looked over at the alarm clock sitting beside me on the night stand--two hours ago? At the moment, I felt that just a brush of my fingers would send me over the edge. Goodness knows I was still wet from his earlier playing.
I was done with his game.
I looked back over my shoulder and saw him sleeping. His arms were still around me, one under my head and the other over my side. He moved his hand at some point though and was cupping my breast possessively now.
Noah Caleb Prescott was a beautiful man awake, but even more endearing when asleep. I turned in his arms to face him; not a flicker on his face to show he noticed the change.
I looked over his face, trying to memorize every detail.
From his long, dark lashes to the single beauty mark on the side of his nose. His lips were parted ever so slightly and the goatee he had when I first met him was lost to an even-stubble along his jaw. He was freaking sexy as hell asleep as much as he was awake.
Curious to see what else relaxed on him, I brought my gaze down to his groin.
Hell, I was curious what he looked like when he wasn’t full and engorged and pointing at me.
My brows raised. He was still a little chubby and it fell over his leg. My eyes darted to his quickly before running the pad of a finger over him.
I heard him sigh, but that was the only reaction from him. I moved my hand so I could run the same finger over the thickness on the underside of his penis. Because he wasn’t truly hard, it didn’t stand out completely but I could still slide my finger up the slight bulge. At the top, I rubbed my thumb over the ridge of his head, grinning when he twitched, getting harder under my hand.
I slid out from under his arm and gently pushed Caleb to his back before kneeling between his legs. I sat back on my haunches and reached for him, tugging on the hardening length. I knew he liked it tight and hard, but I was playing. I could do what I damn well wanted.
I kept my grip slightly looser than he showed me earlier and when I reached the head, I twirled my thumb over the tip before leaning down to flick it with my tongue.
I settled a bit more comfortably between his legs, still kneeling but leaning over him, my elbows resting over his thighs. I pushed his growing erection up toward his belly button so I could slide the flat of my tongue up his length before sucking the bulbous head into my mouth. Under my hand, he was growing hard
er. I kept my mouth over his head, sucking and running my tongue over him, and began a slow pump of my hand, giving him the pressure he liked.
“Whatcha’ doin’, Chief?”
His voice was groggy and gritty; sexy as all get out. I pulled off him with a pop, stilling my hand but giving him slow pulsing squeezes. “Finishing what you started.” His eyes were heavy with sleep but his mouth looked amused.
“That so?” His face was starting to look more awake.
“Mmm.” I sucked him deep into my mouth once more, absolutely loving the groan that came from above me. When I pulled off him this time, I did it after running my tongue just under the head of his now hard, red cock. “I think that’s evident.”
I didn’t give him a chance to speak. I bent back down, putting him in my mouth. With my hand below my lips, I began to bob as my hand squeezed and worked him. When my hair fell over my shoulder, shielding me, Caleb gently grabbed the offending locks and brushed them behind my head. I wasn’t a fan of guys holding my head when I was going down on them, but Caleb didn’t do anything to push or guide; he simply held my hair back so he could watch.
I don’t know why, but it struck me as endearing.
Watching as his abdominal muscles tightened, listening to his harsh grunts and deep breathing… Those were sounds that made this female soar. I could feel myself getting wetter. It would be uncomfortable if I didn’t know exactly where this was going this round.
I moved from my semi-lying position so I could reach my free hand under my body, still kneeling over him. Just before my fingers had the chance to brush my clit though, my wrist was trapped in Caleb’s big hand.
“No.”
I looked up at him and slowly released him, sitting back into my kneel. “No?”
“I want to feel you when you come. I want you wrapped around me when you come, soaking me.” His voice still had the slight edge of grit and that alone was nearly my undoing.
“Ok.” I whispered the word, my eyes locked on his.
Caleb rolled us so I was on my back once again and he was caging me, his hands beside my shoulders and his knees near my hips.
“You’re showing an awfully naughty side, Sydney Meadows.”
“Says the one who ceased all amazing activity a few hours ago.”
“But you’re even more excited for it now, right? The build-up, the wait?”
“Oh, so that was your endgame, was it?” My smile may have been a little amused.
“God knows I’m fucking ecstatic for it.”
“Well, get on with it, then,” I said, sweeping a hand down in a wide, get-it gesture.
His mouth was over mine before his next words came out. “Yes, ma’am.”
Caleb
I pressed an easy kiss to her lips, once, then twice, before leaning over to the nightstand. Remember the whole, ‘they stocked this place to the nines’ thing? Well, they supplied a shit-ton of condoms, too. Apparently the producers thought I was going to be getting it on with a couple of the ladies during the next month.
The only lady I wanted to be getting it on with though was the one currently occupying my bed.
I grabbed a condom, ripping it open and sliding it on in record time. Soon, I was leaning back on my feet in between her legs, cock in hand. My fingers were just under the head and I was teasing my pixie redhead, rolling the head of my cock up and down through her folds.
I swear, I usually was a get it in and done kind of guy. I made sure the ladies had their pleasure of course, but I absolutely fucking loved teasing Sydney. Sex was a great release, but sex with Sydney was fun.
“Caleb,” she whined, one of her feet pressing into my ass as if to urge me on.
“Hmm, you want this, Syd baby?” I ran the head of my cock up and down her folds again, lingering over her clit then again when it notched at her opening.
“Fuck, Caleb…” She reached between us to put her hand over mine. I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“You are so fucking impatient, Chief.”
Her auburn brows rose. “Impatient? I think I’ve been plenty patient. It’s been hours, Caleb!” She rotated her hips, which allowed my head to slip a little further in, only to pop back out as I held my cock still.
I wasn’t about to admit to her I wanted this night to last. I knew the moment I got into her, it would be a battle to hold back. And the sooner this was finished, the sooner morning would come, which meant Monday was hardly a day away.
But even I knew that people had their limits. If I kept playing this way, Sydney may true and well turn away and not let me back near her body and that just wasn’t fucking happening.
Cock in hand, I rose up on my knees and placed the head where it needed to be. With my other hand, I reached to wrap Sydney’s leg around my hip then looked up at her. She was up on her elbows, her lip between her teeth, and her eyes were fixed on where my cock rested. When her eyes moved to mine, I pushed all the way in. Sydney let go of her lip to make a soundless gasp, her jaw dropping open.
“Fuck, Caleb. You feel so good,” she finally said.
My hips against hers, I moved to lay over her. I bracketed her face in my hands, holding her eyes with my own. “That’s my line, Chief.” I kept her face in my hands as I kissed her, slowly starting the in and out grind of my hips to hers.
I felt her walls squeeze against me intentionally and I broke the kiss to grin down at her. “Cheater.”
She kept her muscles squeezed tight, my cock loving every fucking minute of the tight fist around it as I pumped in and out.
“I need to come.”
“Enjoy it a little longer.” To stop her from moving her hands and finishing the job, I took her wrists and held them over her head with one of my hands, leaving the other to pluck and play at one of her nipples. I dropped my mouth to hers again, kissing deep, swallowing her moans.
So much better than I imagined it being.
Her nipples were a little more sensitive than I realized. When I squeezed one sensitive peak while pushing myself to the brink, I felt her shudder and shatter beneath me. Her mouth ripped from mine as she shouted my name, her eyes squeezed tight. I had to fight my own release, not wanting it to be over so soon.
When her body settled below me and the fisting of her tight channel slowed, I began rocking my hips again, a huge ass smile on my face. “You’re pretty easy, Chief,” I teased.
Her amber eyes were on mine once again, a smirk on her face. “Hours of foreplay can do that to a girl.” She twisted her hips under my own, causing me to groan. “Now, what do I have to do to get you there?”
“Just stay there. Right there, Sydney,” I said quietly. I moved to kneel up, taking the backs of her legs in my hands. I held her legs close to her chest and began a quicker rhythm. In and out, in and out. My balls slapping against her ass as they drew up tight.
The tingle in my spin began but damn if I wanted it to be done yet.
I pulled back, leaving her body. The sad moan from Sydney mimicked the one in my head, but I was far from done. My angry red cock was wet from her juices, and bobbing up toward my belly button. I moved to the edge of the bed to stand, and again grabbing her hips, pulled her to the edge. I pushed myself into her again, her body welcoming me easily but tightly. She squeezed against me once at the intrusion, but relaxed quickly. I spread my hands to hold her legs out wide, my thumbs close to where my cock was buried in her.
I put one thumb over her pretty clit; Sydney’s stomach bunched once.
“Touch yourself,” I instructed, holding my thumb over her bundled nerves. I kept my lower half still, resting in her warm heat.
When her little hands went to her chest, pinching at her nipples, I began my own playing. While my hips thrust in and out, my thumb circled, flicked, circled over her clit.
The sounds coming from Sydney’s mouth? Fucking joy.
“Come on, baby. Come again for me.”
“I don’t… I don’t… Only once,” she finally managed but I was going to prove her
a liar. This woman under me would damn well come another time if her breathing and clenching was any indication.
“Feel me moving in you, Syd baby,” I said, thrusting into her. My pace was steady but not slow. Not quick, either. “Goddamn, feel me filling you.”
“I do,” she moaned. “I do.”
“You feel that?” I probably repeated it ten times, but damn, the way she fit around me.
The tingle at my spine was there again, this time unavoidable, and I could feel as my balls drew tight and my cock became impossibly thicker. I moved my hand from her pussy and pushed her legs up, her feet to my upper chest, and quickened my pace.
“Oh my…” Sydney gasped at the new position. “Fuck me.” No sooner than the words were out of her mouth, her back arched and her pussy pulsed around my cock. Two more thrusts and I was done, spilling into the condom, my back rigid, my ass tight, holding myself into her. My hips twitched, as did my cock inside of her, until finally I released her legs, gently putting them down on the bed.
Still inside her, not wanting to leave her warmth, I wrapped an arm around her middle and managed to maneuver us to the top of the bed. I gave her my weight for a few moments, knowing now that she liked it.
With my cock softening inside her, I pressed my forehead to the pillow beside her head and pressed my lips to her shoulder, breathing in and out deeply from my nose.
Fucking fantastic.
This was the most spent I had ever been after sex, and I had some pretty out there partners here and there.
Finally, I rolled off her, groaning when my cock slipped from her. Sydney’s own moan was a bit sad, making me smile. She turned her head toward me, catching my smile, and gave me one of her own.
“You ok?” I asked her.
She nodded. “Fantastic.”
My thoughts exactly.
Sydney
The ship’s rocking woke me up some time later. I sat up in Caleb’s bed and squinted my eyes, looking toward the large window that took over the entire wall of his suite. The sky was beginning to lighten, signifying it was morning, but it was still a dark gray out. Lightning broke across the sky and I could feel, more than see, the intensity of the waves in this storm.