66. Calvin
CALVIN
My eyes are desperate to close as I push just the tip inside.
She feels so fucking good.
I knew she would.
But I never could have imagined it would feel this good—and I’m barely inside her.
I keep my eyes on her, searching for even the smallest hint that she’s uncomfortable or not into it. But there isn’t anything.
“Okay?” I ask, focusing on her and not my own need to slam inside her.
She nods.
“Words, Sienna,” I demand, but my voice comes out more forceful than I was expecting.
“Yes. Everything is okay.”
I can’t help but smile. “You’re doing so good, darlin’.” I cup her face and drop my forehead to hers, keeping our eye contact. “You feel incredible.”
“You’re barely in.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’m already losing my mind.”
Her lips curl into a soft smile. “You can move. Just…go slow.”
“Always,” I promise, stealing a kiss before pushing in a little deeper.
“Oh God,” she gasps as she takes another inch. “You’re so big.”
I smirk down at her, and she rolls her eyes.
“Don’t act like you didn’t already know.”
I shrug. “Always nice to hear a compliment from my girl.”
As I say those final two words, her body relaxes, allowing me to take her deeper.
“You liked that, huh? You liked hearing that you’re mine.”
“Yes,” she gasps.
“You’ve always been my girl, darlin’. Right from the first moment I saw you, I knew you’d been made for me.” I push deeper.
“Calvin.”
“Love it when you gasp my name like that. Makes me feel like a fucking king.”
“Oh God,” she moans as I slowly pull out a little and push back in. “That’s…That’s…”
“How it’s meant to be.”
She nods frantically.
“I’ll never hurt you, darlin’, or force you to take something you’re not ready for. I just want you; everything else is a bonus.”
Heat floods around my dick, the walls of her pussy rippling and pulling me deeper.
“You feel that? I’m not even doing anything. Your greedy little pussy is sucking me in.”
“More. Move. Something, please.”
I can’t help but chuckle. I want to give her more so fucking badly. I’m at the limits of my self-control, but for her, I’ll hold it there forever.
“You sure?”
“So sure.”
I pull out, watching as pleasure crashes over her face before gently thrusting back inside.
“Ooh…”
I push a little deeper than before, and her breath catches.
“Breathe for me, darlin’.”
She nods, letting me know she is, and after a couple of seconds, she relaxes.
“Put your fingers on your clit. Let me see you teasing yourself while I’m buried deep inside you.”
It takes her a moment to register my words, but the second she does, her hand drifts over her stomach.
She gasps when she connects with her swollen skin, and her pussy contracts, making me so close to losing it, I have no choice but to slam my eyes closed.
“Fuck, Sienna. Your pussy is heaven.”
When I open my eyes, she’s right there, gazing up at me. Her eyes are glassy and—
“Shit, are you okay?” I ask, starting to pull out of her at the sight of the tears.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “I’m perfect. I…I love you, too.”
All the air rushes from my lungs as she says those words.
Words I haven’t heard spoken in my direction for so fucking long.
“Darlin’,” I rasp, unable to find anything else to say in this moment.
Her tiny hand lifts to my cheek, her thumb caressing my skin.
“Thank you,” she whispers, and I frown.
“For what?”
“For finding me again. For never giving up on me. For giving me everything I thought I’d never find.”
I lower my forehead to hers, my heart beating out of control in my chest.
“You’re too perfect to ever give up on.”
A sob breaks free, and the second a tear falls, I catch it with my lips.
“I’m sorry. I’m just…this is…overwhelming. I don’t—”
“Nothing to apologize for, darlin’. Didn’t you just hear me? You’re perfect. In every way.”
She nods, swallowing her emotions.
“I hate seeing you cry. Can I make you come instead?”
She nods again, a quiet laugh spilling from her. “Yes, please.”
“So polite,” I tease before kissing her and dragging my cock in and out of her in long, dizzying strokes.
I need more, but there’s no way in hell I’m taking it unless she begs for it. This isn’t about me getting off and finally claiming my girl; it’s about her and building her confidence, proving to her that she can trust me with both her heart and her body.
I push up so I’m sitting and stare down at her.
Her chest is flushed as pink as her cheeks and swollen lips, and her tits are full, her nipples hard and desperate. But it’s when I get down to the apex of her thighs that I really lose my mind. The sight of her taking me while her fingers draw little circles over her clit is almost too much.
“Look at you,” I muse. “You take my cock so well, darlin’. I knew you would.”
“I-I’m close,” she whispers, as if I hadn’t noticed the way she’s clamping down on me.
“So am I.”
“But you’ve barely moved.”
“I don’t need to. Watching you take my dick is enough. Seeing you enjoy yourself is enough.”
She whimpers.
“Watching you be brave enough to trust me is everything.”
Her body begins to tremble as she sucks me deeper, her hips rolling as she searches for that final bit of friction that will push her over the edge.
“Calvin, I’m there. Please.”
“Me too.” I’ve been on the edge for a while now, waiting for her to get there. “Let go. I’ll come with you.”
I slide my hand under her ass and lift her slightly from the bed, allowing me to take her just that little bit deeper, and it’s exactly what she needs.
Her orgasm slams into her, her body convulses, and her pussy squeezes me so goddamn tight that I’d fall with her even if I weren’t on the edge.
“Fuck. Sienna. Fuck, that—”
“Vinny,” she cries, fulfilling every single one of my teenage-boy fantasies.
“I’m here, darlin’. I’m right fucking here,” I say, gathering her up in my arms and rolling onto my back as we fight to catch our breath.
We fell asleep tangled together under the sheets in my hotel room. Sienna drifted off first, and I lay there for a long time just watching her sleep, thanking whoever would listen for bringing her back to me.
For years, I thought she was a dream that I’d put on a pedestal. But I know now that wasn’t true. If anything, my dreams pale in comparison to the real-life Sienna.
A tickle wakes me the next morning, and when I open my eyes, I find Sienna tracing the lines of my abs with a look of pure concentration.
I once again lie there, still, just watching her.
Her face is clear of last night’s makeup, her hair a mess from having my hands in it, and there are a couple of obvious hickeys on her throat and chest that I’m sure she’s going to chastise me for when she spots them later.
Not exactly the kind of accessory you want your girl wearing for Christmas day with her parents, but it’s a little late to worry about that now.
It takes her quite a while to look up, and when she does, she startles when she finds me watching her.
“How long have you been awake?”
“Long enough to know that you’re obsessed with my abs.”
Her cheeks blaze, and she drops her head to my chest.
“Hey, no need to be embarrassed. I’m obsessed with every inch of you. I can prove it to you again, if you like.”
“I don’t know if I can go again,” she confesses into my chest.
I chuckle, because I know for a fact that she can. I might just have to prove it to her before leaving this hotel room.
“What time is it?” I ask.
“We’ve got just over an hour before we need to be at Mom and Dad’s.”
She shrieks when I suddenly throw the sheets off, revealing both our naked bodies. The second the cool air hits her, her nipples harden enticingly. Well, it’s that, or it could be the sight of my morning wood that she’s currently staring at.
“Come on, darlin’. There’s no time to lose,” I say, rolling out of bed before turning to reach for her.
I grab her hand, tug her into the bathroom, and pass her her toothbrush.
She smiles at me in the mirror before we stand side by side and brush our teeth.
Once we’re done, I turn the shower on and wait for it to warm up.
“Ready?” I ask. But I don’t give her time to respond; there’s no way I’m getting in this shower alone.
Thankfully, she comes willingly, and I get to run my hands all over her wet, naked body.
My erection bobs between us, tapping her in the stomach every now and then.
“You seem to have a problem down there,” she teases, her eyes raking up my body to find mine.
I step into her, forcing her to move back. She gasps when her back hits the cold tiles, but she can’t move with my arms on either side of her.
“I do. What are you going to do about it?”
She smirks before sinking to her knees, wrapping her hand around me, and licking around my tip.
“Fuck, yeah.”
She takes me deeper, sucking me like a popsicle.
Water streams down my back, and she works me, using all her best moves to get me close to the edge in record time.
But just before I fill her mouth, I take a step back, pulling myself from her lips.
She pouts at the loss.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth, darlin’. Tell me I can have you again?”
She bites down on her bottom lip, staring up at me through her lashes.
Slowly, she pushes to her feet, her hands sliding up my chest.
“You can have me again.”
I drop my head to her shoulder because hearing those words does things to me.
Once I’ve composed myself, I reach out of the shower and rummage in my toiletries bag for a condom before rolling it on.
“How would you prefer?” I ask because, just like last night, she’s in control here.
She blinks up at me, innocent as you like, before she asks, “I want to come with my legs wrapped around your waist and your cock buried deep inside me.”
How I don’t come in my own hand there and then, I don’t know.
“Your wish is my command, darlin’.”
She squeals as I lift her, but it quickly dies when I push two thick fingers inside her.
“So wet for me already. You loved sucking my dick, didn’t you?”
She nods.
“Are you sore?”
“A little, but it’s okay. I like it. It reminds me of what we did.”
“Fuck, that’s hot. If it gets too much, though, tell me.”
“I will.”
I’m pretty sure she’s lying, but I like to think I can read her well enough to know when it gets too much, and the moment I see it, I’ll stop.
I pull my fingers free and quickly replace them with my cock, taking my time to work inside her.
By the time I’m fully seated, we’re both panting and ready for more.
“Merry Christmas, darlin’. You’re the best gift I’ve ever received.”
“Merry Christmas, Vinny. I love you.”
“I love you too.”