Chapter Aspen #3
I was moaning so much I could barely catch my breath, but all I could think about was how much he wanted me and how no one had ever wanted every part of me with no conditions and no asterisks before.
I’d spent so long pushing him away, but finally letting him in had been the best thing that had ever happened to me.
No other guy after him would ever be enough for me.
My short, blunt nails dug into his back as I came again, a sudden punch that vibrated along my entire body, my eyes rolling back in my head as he fucked up into my spasming hole.
“Caelyx!”
“Mm, feels so fucking good when you come for me, Aspen,” he growled, his breath coming out in ragged groans.
Before I even knew what was happening, he’d grasped at my hips and flipped me onto my stomach, yanking me up so I was on my hands and knees.
I usually hated the reminder that he was so much bigger than me, that he could basically toss me around like a rag doll if he wanted, but it seemed at times it did come with some advantages.
The new angle when he slid back in, the way his cock pressed right into that sensitive gland inside me, had my mouth flooding with saliva and my knuckles turning white as my fingers dug into the sheets.
“Had to change positions,” he panted from behind me. “I was going to come if I didn’t.”
“Y-you don’t want to come?” I questioned, arching my spine as I pushed my ass back into him to meet his hard, deep thrusts, each one punctuated by the sound of our thighs smacking together.
“Not yet,” he said, and I felt one of his hands snake around my hipbone to cup my dick. I clenched around him when he stroked his fingers over it, his hips faltering just a bit in his relentless rhythm. “I want you to come for me one more time.”
“I can’t,” I told him automatically, then immediately doubted my own words. I was starting to feel feral and mindless, like my body had taken over.
“You can,” he assured me, giving my dick a quick squeeze before stroking it up to the tip again. “You’re sucking me in and grinding on my fingers. You want it.”
“Fuck.”
“I’m the best you’ve ever had,” he grated out, from between his clenched teeth.
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“You’re the best, Caelyx. You’re the best I’ve ever had.” I was bucking wildly now, gasping and moaning as the friction from his fat, swollen dick and the skillful way he stroked me turned my brain inside out. I couldn’t focus on any one sensation, my body stripped and raw and burning all over.
“Now show me. Give me one more.”
My stomach muscles contracted as I came again, shattering around his cock.
I shuddered, moaning in helpless ecstasy as he dragged me up into a vertical position, biting down into my shoulder as he unloaded inside me.
I felt his cock jerk, throbbing and pulsing as he spilled into the condom, his harsh moans washing over my ear.
The sheets were cool as I collapsed into them, burying my face into the softness, shivering and twitching at the strong aftershocks rolling through my body.
I felt Caelyx leave me, and heard him rustling around, probably dealing with the condom, before he flopped down onto his back next to me, bundling me up and rolling me over into his side.
“I’m fucking crazy about you, Cupcake,” he repeated as he peppered kisses over my sweaty hair.
It was surreal, the way he was dealing with menial tasks like condom disposal, and speaking in full sentences like that, when I’d just had one of the most mind blowing, transformative experiences of my life.
I couldn’t say anything yet, but I snuggled deeper into his side, resting my head on his chest so he knew I wasn’t upset.
I was so completely fucking gone. No more pretending I could go on to live a happy, productive life if he got bored with me, or decided to ditch me. But… He wouldn’t do that, would he? He was crazy about me. He’d just said it.
Faulkner wanted me around, if only to keep Caelyx in line.
I didn’t have to worry about him thinking I wasn’t good enough and keeping us apart.
The only thing I could imagine that would cause us any problems was the fact that I’d basically lied to him about what was going on with my mom, and that I’d secretly met with his dad behind his back.
He’d forgive me… Probably. Hopefully. Even though he’d been open and honest with me since day one.
“What are you thinking about, Cupcake?” He finally wondered, when the silence had stretched out too long.
“Nothing,” I croaked out, my throat dry and scratchy from all the embarrassing moans.
“Are you feeling… Bad?” He asked carefully. “I know I kind of went too far with the whole… You know, edging thing. I didn’t mean to.”
“It’s not that,” I assured him, bringing my arm over his torso so I could squeeze him. “Excluding the freak out, it was good. You always make everything so good for me.”
“You make everything good for me,” he responded, stroking a hand down my hair and over my back.
“Sorry for kind of… Almost ruining everything.”
“You didn’t. You could never ruin anything for me,” he promised. “I mean, you basically ruined every other guy in the world for me. And every woman. And anyone who identifies as something other than that. But, uh, yeah. Besides that part.”
I snorted, warmth washing over me at his completely sincere honesty. It was so easy for him, just opening up and letting himself spill out all over me.
“That’s funny. I was just thinking the same thing about you,” I admitted quietly, raising my head a bit to look at him.
He looked surprised by my confession, but the slow way his smile stretched across his handsome face made the brief moment of anxious anticipation worth it. He cupped my face in both hands, his thumbs stroking lightly over my jaw.
“Love when we’re on the same page, Cupcake.”
“Let’s… Let’s make sure we stay on that page,” I said, forcing the words out, even when my brain warned me they were dangerous. “I don’t want…” I stopped, taking a deep breath. “I don’t want to lose you.”
That was as far as I could go. That forbidden four letter word, the one lurking just on the outskirts of my brain, waiting like a cobra to strike out and seize my whole being, was just something I couldn’t say or even think yet.
But I could tell from his expression, and the way he dipped down to plant the most perfect, gentle kiss on my lips, that for now, it was enough.