by Jenna Rose
“Desiree?” I blink and look up at him as I realize he’s been talking, and I haven’t heard a single word.
“Sorry!” I blurt out. “Yes?”
“I said, do you have any questions?”
His eyes are blazing. Is it just my imagination, or is he radiating heat from his body?
His presence is overwhelming. It’s like my life has taken a back seat to his and I’m just waiting for what he’ll do next.
“No—” I start to reply, not wanting to tell him I haven’t heard a single thing he’s said. But apparently, that doesn’t matter to Caleb.
He slides his arm around me and lifts me to his lips like I weigh nothing. His other hand grabs my ass, and without thinking, I wrap my legs around him. His waist is strong. I can feel the abs against my thighs. As he kisses me, any hesitation I may have had is ripped away, leaving only raw desire.
I try not to think about whether or not he can feel my inexperience in my kisses and just let the moment wash over me. Caleb’s raw strength with which he holds me…the lust in his kisses…his strong hand on my ass. But just as I’m getting comfortable with the situation, he changes it up.
He sets me down, quickly grabs my hips, and spins me around. With a hand against my back, he bends me over the hood of the Lamborghini, and before I can react, snatches my pants down to my ankles.
“Fuck, look at that ass,” he growls. I’m so shocked and don’t know what to do that I try to glance over my shoulder at him, but when I do, I see him get down on his knees behind me.
“Caleb—” I start to say, but my voice is muted when he pulls my panties aside.
Holy shit…
I realize how wet I am as he slides a finger inside me. The sensation shocks me and causes me to cry out. I slump forward, my mouth hanging open, on the hood of the car as he starts to finger me.
The pleasure is overwhelming – beyond anything I could have imagined. But before I can even come to grips with what’s happening, Caleb takes it up a notch. He presses his tongue against my asshole.
“Oh, God!” I cry out again and slap both hands against the car and bite my lip as an unbelievable sensation courses through me. Wow, he’s really just going for it!
For a brief second, I’m completely horrified and almost tell him to stop. But I can’t. I can’t even speak as he slides another finger inside me. My eyes roll back in my head and I surrender to him.
I can feel his lust in his tongue as he licks me, and within seconds, I realize I’m about to have the most incredible orgasm of my life, and there’s nothing to do but hang on and enjoy the ride.
6
Caleb
I couldn’t help myself. She’s just too sexy and wasn’t listening to me tell her about the cars anyway. My cock may be aching for her pussy, but with my face buried in her ass, her juices spilling down my chin, I’m in fucking heaven.
“Caleb!” she moans, her voice sweeter than the sweetest candy. “I—I think I’m going to…”
If my tongue wasn’t so preoccupied, I’d tell her to come for me. Instead, I spank her ass hard and send her over the edge. She doesn’t speak; she just comes hard. Her body shakes, and she presses back against my tongue. I hold it there, gently rocking my fingers inside her until she starts to come down. Only then do I pull back.
Her gasps are music to my ears. I gently kiss the inside of her thighs before getting to my feet. There’s no denying it now – my cock is throbbing so hard it hurts. My balls are tight with the load I was dying to give her yesterday. She’s still shaking as I turn her around and guide her to her knees.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” I ask. Flustered, her eyes distant, Desiree brushes her hair from her face. Yeah, I really did a number on her. She’s going to need a minute to recover, but in the meantime, she can do something for me.
I unzip my pants and pull out my hard cock, already dripping with pre-cum. She’s still in a post-orgasmic daze, but her eyes go wide when she sees it. I grin as she reaches out and takes hold of it, her fingers barely able to grip my thick shaft. The sensation hits me like a bat to the head and my core goes tight. I start to thrust gently in her grip.
Like the kiss, I can tell she’s inexperienced. Some men would find that a turn-off, but not me. I wait until her eyes meet mine and then I ask her.
“You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” I see a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes but act quickly and shake my head. “No. Don’t be embarrassed, gorgeous. I couldn’t be happier.”
“You…you couldn’t?” she asks.
“It just means I get to claim you as mine,” I reply. “I’m going to stretch that delicate pussy over this hard cock and make you come so hard you’ll never want another man to touch you.”
Desiree’s eyes dart away from me and then back again. “I…I already don’t.”
That’s just what I wanted to hear.
I thought I’d be able to hold out long enough to let her suck my dick, but I can’t. I have to be inside her now.
I grab her by the hips and lift her onto the hood of the Lambo. For a second, I think about pulling her panties off, but they look so sexy pulled to the side that I leave them on. Her pretty pussy is wet and pink and ready for me. She’s nicely trimmed but not bare, which makes my cock throb even harder. It just means she has no one to shave for.
I lean down and position myself and press the tip of my cock against her hole. She’s glistening with arousal, but she’s going to be tight. I take a deep breath and look into her eyes.
“I’ll go slow,” I tell her. “But this might hurt a little.”
She nods and I push.
I feel her hole open to accept my tip and see a slight look of pain come over her face. The feeling of her pussy inflames me, and I tug her shirt up over her tits, lean down and bury my face between them.
“Caleb…” she moans. I slide deeper inside.
The walls of her virgin pussy stretch around my cock as I penetrate her and claim her. Her scent, orange and chocolate, has me drooling as I go deeper. When I finally bottom out inside her, we both groan in unison.
“Fuck, your pussy is tight,” I growl. I won’t be able to hold out long this time. I already want to pump my load deep inside her, and I’ve just barely started fucking her. The fact that I’m the only man alive who has felt how incredible she feels is almost too much for me to bear.
“You’re so big…” she whispers back.
I kiss up her chest to her neck as I start fucking her. Long, slow, deliberate strokes are all I can handle. I’ll fuck her like an animal later, but for now, this is all I can take. Her pussy is just too tight, and every thrust feels like I’m about to explode. I have to literally grab my thigh and dig my nails in to distract me from coming.
Our lips meet, and she throws her arms around me. I move faster. Her breasts are soft and firm and young against my chest. It occurs to me that I don’t even know how old she is, so I break our kiss and ask her.
“How old are you?”
She seems shy as she answers. “Eight…eighteen…” I must not react quickly enough, because she actually apologizes. “I—I’m sorry—”
“Don’t be,” I tell her, caressing her cheek with the back of my hand. “You are absolutely perfect.”
My cock’s on the verge of exploding. There’s no use in holding back now. I wrap my arms around her tiny frame and squeeze her tight as I fuck her, hard and deep. Our bodies clap together with each thrust, and I feel my balls slap against her puckered asshole, still wet with my spit.
Her pussy somehow gets even tighter on my cock. I grunt as my orgasm hits me and unload my seed inside her. The first shot is strong and powerful, and Desiree moans into my ear as her climax takes hold of her. Her perfect body shakes beneath me. I feel her plump, young tits against my chest as my cock fountains cum into her wet hole. It’s so good I almost black out.
We writhe together in ecstasy, and as I start to come back down, I bury my cock as deep as it will go and lock my lips to
hers. We stay there for a long time until I finally let my lips slide from hers.
“You’re mine now,” I whisper.
“Wow…” is all she can say. She’s staring at the ceiling like she can’t believe what happened, and honestly, neither can I. I just had the best sex of my life and claimed the woman of my dreams.
“You know, I—” Desiree starts to say something but stops when there’s a loud bang from upstairs. In an instant, I’m on my feet with my body between her and the door. There shouldn’t be anybody besides us in the house right now. If it was Tammy with something important, she would have rung the buzzer to get my attention.
“What is it?” Desiree asks. I shake my head. Tammy should be the only one able to get into the house without me…
Oh no. The realization hits me right in the chest. I fucked up. I was so focused on Desiree that I forgot to shut off his key card…
I hear the sound of the door to the upstairs open, followed by footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Hide!” I hiss to Desiree. She looks at me, stunned, and I snap my fingers in her face. “Now! Hide!”
That does it. She quickly rolls off the hood of the Lambo and hides behind the Bentley. I turn back to the stairs in time to see Brian step into the garage, a revolver in his hand.
7
Caleb
A nefarious smile curls on Brian’s lips as he aims the revolver at me. Not just any revolver, my revolver – the one I keep in my upstairs office in case of home invasions. After he left the motel, he must have come back to the house and taken it.
“Heya, boss.” He grins as he advances on me. He looks like he’s been drinking. “How the hell are ya?”
“Put the gun down, Brian,” I reply.
“Or what?” he counters. “Gonna use your telepathic, billionaire, telekinetic whatever powers to snatch it out of my hand?”
He roars like he just cracked the world’s funniest joke and glances around at my car collection.
“You know what it’s like driving these and not owning them? Knowing you’ll never be able to own them?”
“Brian—”
“I hate pricks like you!” he shouts, raising the gun at my head. “Strutting around like you own the fucking world. Having money does not make you a man!”
“But having a gun does?” I counter. My heart rate is elevated, but my body is under control. I’m good under pressure. It’s one of the reasons why I’ve made it to where I am today. I’m not even worried about myself; I’m worried about Desiree.
If anything happens to her…
Brian shrugs and laughs again. “When the system’s rigged against you…”
“I started out with nothing, Brian,” I reply. “And you know that—”
“Shut up with that shit!” he snaps. He cocks the hammer on the revolver and his eyes narrow. “Now we’re going upstairs and you are going to empty your safe and make a crypto-currency to my account—” Brian stops and looks me up and down. “Hey, Caleb. Why the fuck are you naked?”
He’s just noticed? “I can’t walk around naked in my own house?”
I have to make sure he doesn’t notice Desiree, so I start walking toward the stairs. He keeps the gun on me but doesn’t follow.
“No…” Brian replies. “No, you’ve got a girl here!”
His drunken face lights up as he turns, waving the gun, his eyes searching the garage. I make a move but he quickly whips the gun back at me. “Stay right there! Don’t you fucking move!”
This isn’t good. Desiree is behind the Bentley, which is thankfully in the corner, but it’s only a matter of time before he finds her. I have to do something. If anything happens to her…
Slowly, as quietly as possible, I inch forward, stalking Brian like a lion. He’s moving frantically, waving the gun with a jittery arm from side to side as he searches, muttering to himself. “Rich, prick…always got a girl…always got everything…”
As he passes the Ferrari, I take a quick step and get behind him. I’m only a couple of feet away when I hear it – when we both hear it. A sharp intake of breath from behind the Bentley. Brian spins, aims the gun in the direction of the sound.
Massive adrenaline dump.
There’s no time left. I have to do something. Brian rushes forward. He sees her. His face lights up and he roars with laughter. “I fucking knew it! Who are you, pretty young thing!?”
All I see is the gun.
The hammer cocked back.
Each of the six cylinders carrying a lethal shot.
No. This can’t happen. Not because of me. I got her into this. If anything were to happen to her because of me, I’d never be able to forgive myself.
Somewhere in the air I catch her scent…the orange and chocolate that got me the first time I sat in her car.
“Brian!” I bellow. His head snaps to me as I vault across the floor towards him. His eyes go wide and he swings the gun to me.
I’m too far away…I’m not going to make it…
The sound of the gunshot rings out – echoes off the walls of the garage, magnifying the sound and causing my ears to rage with pain.
Desiree screams.
Hot fire tears into my chest as the bullet tears through my flesh. My foot hits the floor of the garage, and I stumble as Brian levels the barrel again. Summoning every bit of strength I have, I duck my head and spring at him, eyes closed, arms outstretched.
The impact flares in my shoulder as I hit him in the chest. The gun goes off again, but I’ve got him. We hit the ground hard, him under me. He grunts with pain as I slam him into the hard floor. He swings out, his knuckles grazing my skull, but I react with everything I have. I swing my elbow straight into his jaw and feel the satisfying crunch as something breaks.
He groans again as my fist finds his cheek. I raise up again for another blow, but he’s out, lying motionless beneath me.
“Caleb!” Desiree races to my side and clasps both hands against my chest. I turn to her. My eyes search her body for any wounds – any signs that Brian’s second shot had hit her.
“Are you okay…?” I ask, my voice weak.
“I’m fine,” she says, sounding panicked. “It’s you we need to worry about. You need an ambulance now. Where is your cell phone?”
“Ambulance?” I ask. “What are you talking about?”
I glance down and realize I’m bleeding a lot. “Oh…”
“Can you walk?” Desiree asks. She slides beneath my arm and tries to help me stand. I get halfway to my feet before my left leg shakes and gives out. We both tumble to the floor.
“Caleb!” Desiree shouts as my vision starts to blur. I feel lightheaded and the edges of my vision begin to blur.
“This…this is bad…” I groan as I turn to her – my beauty, my desire. “But…you’re okay…”
“And you’re going to be okay too, Caleb!” she says emphatically. “Just stay with me!”The last thing I hear before my vision goes completely dark is Desiree shouting my name.
Epilogue
Desiree
Eleven months later…
“Caleb Rawls was a good man. He was smart, charming…successful. I never expected to meet a man like him until our lives were suddenly thrust together one day. But when that happened, my life was never the same. I only knew him a short time, but that time was enough to change me forever. He taught me how to love, and he taught me how to value myself…”
I gaze out the window at Manhattan skyline, the lights of the city twinkling beneath the fading light.
“He gave his life to save mine, and that’s something I will be forever grateful for. I only wish that the man who stole my heart was still here to keep it.”
I watch as the last tangerine sliver of sun disappears over the horizon, bathing the sky in a sad violet.
“Is that it? No mention of my big dick or how well I eat your pussy?”
“It’s a eulogy!” I gasp, whirling around to face my husband, lounging in bed wearing nothing but a pair of
white Calvin Klein briefs. “Not your bio on PornHub!”
Caleb grins, and I race over from the window and do a swan dive into bed. He catches me with ease, lowers me to his lips and kisses me with the kind of love that makes me realize, every day I wake up, that I’m the luckiest woman in the world.
“So that’s what you would have said at my funeral?” He winks. “If I’d croaked on the garage floor that night?”
“Something like that.” I giggle as he sets me beside him, and I nuzzle up to his neck and take a deep breath of his scent.
“You’d say the other stuff to your ma though, right?”
“Ew, my ma?” I laugh. “She doesn’t want to hear about that stuff, and I don’t want to tell her either!”
“Well, she knows we have sex,” Caleb replies as he presses his hand against my belly. I’m four months now and just starting to show. That swan dive probably wasn’t a good idea, but I know it will be hard to get around soon and I just had to get another one in before I’m begging him to carry me upstairs to bed.
“Well, duh.” I laugh. “But she doesn’t need the deats.”
I poke Caleb in the side and throw my leg around his strong waist, close my eyes, and relish what is just another moment of happiness in the string of amazing moments that has become my life.
Caleb being shot was the most terrifying thing that ever happened. After he passed out, I managed to get my phone and call an ambulance. They rushed him to the hospital and into surgery and saved his life – barely.
“Another five minutes or so and he wouldn’t have made it,” the doctor told me. “He’s lucky to have you.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I’m lucky to have him.”
The cops arrested Brian and he’s in jail for life for robbery, breaking and entering, and of course, attempted murder. I still sort of feel like it’s my fault, because the morning Caleb met me upstate Brian had robbed him, and because Caleb was so preoccupied thinking about me, he forgot to revoke Brian’s house privileges, which is how he managed to get in that night.