Chapter 15 #3
I can’t even catch my breath before I hear the click of the locks on the handcuffs.
With my hands free, I roll to my side and find him sheathing his cock in a rubber.
“I’m going to fuck you now.” He crawls onto the bed, grabbing my hips and pinning them to the bed as he climbs over me.
He leans down, murmuring against my neck.
“I’m going to make you come so hard again that you’ll be seeing stars. ”
Even though I’ve just had the absolute best orgasm of my life, I need more. I want more. I need to feel his cock seated deep inside of me. My body is already moving again on its own like a sex-crazed animal in heat. This is what six months without a dick will do to you.
If I can’t get them to agree to give me more time, then this is it, and I need to make it count.
“Give me your dick.” I command, staring him square in the eyes.
“Ask nicely,” he toys, as he thrusts his hips, rubbing his cock over my still sensitive clit.
“Please put your thick, delicious cock in me and fuck me like there’s no tomorrow, so I may cream all over it. I want my arousal running down your shaft to your balls. I want-”
“Fuck Everlee. Just say sir, and I’ll give you the goddamn world on a platter.”
With a smirk, I whisper, “Sir.”
The blunt end of his cock presses against my soaking wet pussy and I shift, but I don’t have to wait.
He plunges inside me so hard and so fast that the sound which passes through my lips is unlike anything I’ve ever heard.
My body is alive. I want to sing out in jubilation as every fiber of my being is electrified. Damn, he is huge.
He stills for a second, letting my body adjust to the size of his girth.
He’s much larger than monster BOB, which is my biggest. My body shudders with delight.
He pulls out slowly, then slams in again, holding himself there.
He drags it out and then rocks his hips in long, steady strokes, watching as it disappears inside me.
“I’ve missed dick,” I mumble out by accident.
Fortunately, I don’t think he heard through the sounds of his own grunts and groans.
In one swift motion, he flips us over, his cock still pressed into me.
Straddling him now on my knees, I settle on him until he is deep inside me.
My mind nearly explodes seeing him under me, chest exposed, eyes raking over my naked body with the look of fire that could melt gold.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, grabbing my legs and lifting me up before he drops me onto his cock, jutting his hips at the same time.
My eyes pulse as desire shoots through me. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so full. “Callum,” I moan his name, throwing my head back as he does it again and again, spearing me. “Oh, my—”
His hands clamp onto my thighs as he slows his thrusts. “You feel so good wrapped around me.”
Pressing my hands against his chest, I rock my hips on him slowly, savoring every inch of him. His teeth bite over his bottom lip as his hands slide from my hips to my breasts as he lets out a low moan. “Now who’s moaning?” I tease.
A second later, the bed rotates, catching me off guard.
“We want to see your face while you fuck him,” Jax says through the intercom with his hand pressed against something on the wall.
These men have made me feel like a queen right now, giving me confidence and power. Using that, I continue to rock on Callum while I run my hands through my hair and over my breasts, putting on a show for the others.
“Touch yourself,” Knox chimes, as his hand slowly strokes up and down his shaft like he’s trying to make himself last.
Eager to please him, I slide my fingers down my body and rub it over my clit. My breath hitches for a second because it’s still hypersensitive from my last orgasm, but I don’t care. My body needs it. They need it.
It doesn’t take long before I’m moving and grinding again, using two fingers to rub circles on my clit.
“That’s it, baby. Show us how you like it,” Callum coaxes, running his fingertips along my legs.
“It feels so good,” I whimper out.
Callum lifts me with his hips, so I hover over him on my knees and let him fuck me from underneath as I continue to work my clit.
He moves faster and faster until he’s like a man possessed. Hands pulling me down on him as he thrusts up. Faster. Harder. He sits up and tangles his hands in my hair, pulling me to him, taking my lips in a deep, needy kiss.
Wrapping my arms around him, I pull him to me as I grind. Fast. Hungry. Pleasure shoots through me as I peak, body clenching, but still needing more. Our moans and grunts now competing.
“Fuck, Everlee,” he pants out.
He flips us over in one move, pinning my arms above my head. Pure fire burning in his eyes.
Lust.
Need.
My back arches as he picks up even more speed, the wet slaps of our sex bouncing off the walls in the room.
“Cal—”
He lifts my legs, throwing them around his back, and I quickly lock my ankles as he continues to thrust at this new angle, driving deeper inside of me.
The second his fingers slide between us and circle my clit, I lose all control.
I scream out his name as I go over the edge and the euphoric wave pulls me under.
Every muscle in my body clenches, my toes curl, and my vision pulses.
“Goddamn,” he cries out, thrusting two more times before he stops, staying buried inside me.
His chest heaves as he leans over me, my legs falling to the bed limp as noodles.
“Everlee. You’re worth every rule I’ve broken tonight.”
All I can do is smile, since my tongue refuses to make words.
I feel like one of those air-blown things at car dealerships, whose arms and legs are just a bunch of mush being blown around.
After a few moments, I look over at the window and see the boys sitting there, not moving.
Part of me feels guilty they aren’t here with me, but the other part knows my body literally cannot function with four of them right now.
It would be too much coming off a six-month hiatus.
Callum kisses my forehead, bringing me back to him.
“Let’s get you washed up.”
I don’t know how much time passes. My body is spent and my head is woozy from that in-between state of awake and asleep. The place where you feel like you’re on a merry-go-round that’s descending further and further into the dark abyss. That’s where I am.
I’m still vaguely aware of what’s going on around me, but I’m happy. Satisfied. I can’t remember the last time I felt this satiated.
My body rocks back and forth as the opening and closing of doors sound around me, but I don’t open my eyes until I feel myself being submerged in warm water.
Callum is standing there in all his naked glory, smiling down at me. “You rest. We’re going to take care of you.”
We’re…
The smell of lavender and lemongrass wafts up as I continue to sink further into the tub.
A pair of hands rub on my feet, another on my shoulders, and a third lathering up a washcloth.
I wonder where the fourth person is, but my question is answered when I feel him slide into the tub behind me, holding me against his chest so I don’t sink under the water.
He gives soft commands to wash and rub, and then I’m gone.