CHAPTER 64
Cal
She calls out my name as a fiery orgasm rips through her entire body. I feel it move through her like a wave as I fuck her in earnest with my tongue. And she’s still cumming, trembling, cumming some more.
She tastes so good. I’ve missed this down to my bones, down to my soul.
I look up. My gift sparkles above her breasts, the gold and gemstones shining against her silky skin. Seeing that she still wears it brings my heart into my throat.
I lift her off the ground again, this time cradled in my arms. I slam my mouth down on hers, giving her a taste of her own sweet saltiness.
Keeping my lips on hers, I slowly, carefully carry her across the deck, past the chairs, and down the steps.
The water slides up my legs as I lower her into the heat.
Her eyes are still half closed, her neck loose.
Her hair trails along the surface of the spring.
I think I’ve managed the timing perfectly.
I wanted the heat to envelop her just at the tail end of her orgasm.
“Holy shit,” she whispers.
“We’re just getting started,” I tell her.
I find the flat rock we MacLaines have always called “the throne” because of the perfectly smooth seat and high back. I lower myself into my lifelong favorite soaking spot toward the center of the pool, Victoria supported in my arms.
The water’s at my chest level as I settle in. I turn her to face me.
She’s dazed. A goofy smile plays on her face.
“You good?”
“Oh, yeah.” Her eyes flash open. “But I need more.”
“Yeah? What do you need?”
“I need you to fuck me.”
I pull her up on my thighs and spread her legs wide to straddle me.
Then I cup her perfect little ass in my hands and raise her up just above the water.
“Show me your pussy,” I say, my voice sounding rougher than I intended.
I don’t want to come on too strong. I check her face—she’s lost in the moment.
She’s into it. Her eyes are half closed, and her lips are parted.
Her other lips are parted too, petal-pink and puffy with desire for me. I see where I’m going to shove my dick inside her, so slick and tight.
“Push a finger up inside those lips,” I tell her.
“I want to watch you fuck yourself.” She makes a helpless little moan and does it, which makes my dick jump.
This woman, so strong and brave and determined, does what I tell her to when it comes to sex.
Because she enjoys it. Because she knows I enjoy it.
“Victoria.” I watch one of her slender fingers, then two, push inside. I hear how wet she is, how ready. “Victoria.” She’s in a trance. I’ll let her stay there. “Sweetheart, pull apart your pussy lips and ride my dick.”
That seems to wake her up. She glances down between our bodies and sees my cock bobbing above the waterline.
“You’re so huge,” she whispers.
She starts wiggling around, her ass moving in my hands, her fingers still up inside her. Her little pink nipples are as rigid as stones. I lean in and bite down on one, then the other. Hard.
“Fuck me, Cal. Please.”
I raise her up another couple of inches. I bring her closer to my chest another couple of inches. And then I give her every inch I have.
“Oh!” she gasps. I watch her closely until I see her catch her breath and relax around me.
Then I lift her, bring her back down, over and over.
The hoarse cry that escapes her throat is so fucking sexy I’m going to lose it.
Her pussy is so hot and tight. She’s so fucking beautiful.
I do everything I can not to explode inside her. Not quite yet.
I get her going in a rhythm, up and down on me, grinding that clit against my pubic bone.
She’s driving now, fully in charge, taking all of my dick.
Her eyes are closed. I bring a hand between us and use my middle finger to make little circles around her clit.
I feel her tighten up on me. I feel the inside of her thighs twitch.
I switch up the pressure and the speed of my finger on her clit. I see the pleasure of it ripple up the length of that perfect body.
I wait. I watch as the tendons grow taut in her neck, as she throws back her head. I know she’s about to cum again.
I use my other index finger to slide up inside her ass.
She stops. Her eyes fly open in shock. “Oh.” Her voice is no more than a squeak.
“You done fucking me?”
She shakes her head.
“Then go on. Take it all. Fuck my dick and my hand and cum all over me. I want to feel you squirt all over.”
She does. She cums and cums. She shakes. Her screams echo in the canyon around us. I feel the inside of her body seizing up with the intensity of it.
I slip my finger out. I remove the other from her clit.
And I grab her hips. I fuck up into her like a jackhammer, watching her body wilt, then go rigid.
She’s helpless as she cums again. This time she collapses into me, groaning and begging me not to stop.
I hold her tight like the treasure she is and fuck her with everything I am.
I whisper into her ear, “I love you, Victoria. You are everything I’ve ever wanted. You’re mine. You’re mine. You’re mine.”
And I explode inside her.
As we still, her heart pounds against me. I feel myself coming down from one hell of an impossible high. I catch my breath. And then I realize I’m laughing. She’s laughing too.
“What the hell?” she asks, pushing her palms against my shoulders to sit up straight. Her shoulders shake as she giggles. She pulls wet hair from her eyes. “I’m pretty sure I just had an out-of-body experience.”
“Near death for me.”
We laugh for another moment; then she leans forward and gives me a brief but oh-so-sweet kiss. “We’re kindred spirits, Cal.”
“I agree.”
“We’re lucky.”
“We are.”
“How did it happen, though?” She tilts her head, those green eyes serious as she studies my face. “How did we ever get lucky enough to find each other?”
“I don’t think there’s a Navy SEAL poster for that topic,” I tell her.
“Maybe this is your big opportunity.”
I bring her in close to me again and wrap my arms around her body. I just want to hold her tight. Breathe her in. Feel her heart drum against my chest.
She doesn’t know how right she is. This is my big opportunity.
I hope I don’t fuck it up.