Unexpected Gift(72)

“Caden,” I say as I move my head to the side, officially drunk from his words.

Without warning, he thrusts all the way inside me with one long stroke, bottoming out. Both of us moan, and he drops his forehead on my shoulder to gather himself.

Well, I don’t want him gathered.

I clench my pussy, causing him to gasp. “Behave, sunshine.”

“No.”

I clench my walls again, and a demonic sound roars from his lips. He pushes my head down until my cheek is against the couch. He uses the other hand to latch on my hip, keeping my ass steady as he starts to create a rhythm. He moves faster and faster, gliding along my walls with ease. He reaches around and finds my hard, swollen clit begging for attention. He flicks it so hard, it makes a popping noise. The intense sensation causes me to clench around him, and he growls, flicking my sore clit again.

And again.

“I’m going to come,” I say between pants.

“You aren’t going to come until I say you can.”

“Caden,” I whine, circling my hips on his long, steel rod.

“Don’t back talk me, sunshine. Or I’ll have you here all day. Until your knees hurt, and your pussy is wrecked.” He moves my hair off my shoulder, teasing the shell of my ear. When my breath hitches, I feel his lips turn into a smile. “I think you would like that, wouldn’t you?”

I bite my lip when he flexes his hips, launching the missile between his legs inside my heat. I want it to explode. I want us to explode. I want his come to detonate inside me.

He spins me around in one fluid motion and wraps my legs around his waist. My ass is settled on his thighs and his arms are hooked over my shoulders, driving me down so he can get every inch of himself in me. My mouth drops open as I claw my nails down his back. “Caden, yes!” I start fucking him this time, moving my hips back and forth. My clit drags along his pubic hair, making my nerve endings dilate.

“Come with me.”

His demand is easy to meet when I’ve been holding back my orgasm for the last ten minutes. I toss my head back and let out a loud cry full of passion. I scream his name at the top of my lungs, coming harder than I ever have, and sending wave after wave of nectar down his veins.

He snaps his hips and pulls me down hard. His cock stretches me further, plumping, expanding, and taking up every inch of space. “Fuck. That’s it.” He grunts and spills his come inside me, thrusting his hips with every spurt.

He rides out the waves of his orgasm, using me as a vessel for his seed. He groans and grunts, flexing his hips every now and then, when another tremor rocks through him. He pulls me back by my hair, his front and my back colliding. He turns my face and takes my lips in a hungry kiss. He bites my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth before releasing it and dropping his head on my left shoulder.

My shirt is still on, covering my waist.

“It gets better every time,” he says, trying to catch his breath.

When I go to answer him, the doorknob jiggles. We don’t have time to move from our position before the door slams open, and Kenna walks in, carrying a few bags of groceries. “Oh my god!” She drops the plastic bags, covers her eyes, and turns around. The fruit thuds against the floor and rolls.

I look to my left to see an apple stopping at the edge of the sofa. I reach for it as my stomach grumbles. I want breakfast, no matter how delicious his dick is. He makes sure we don’t disconnect by keeping my hips in place. I bring the apple to my mouth and take a big bite. The juices burst into my mouth, and I moan.

“Can you not moan when you are in that position,” Kenna says, her back still turned to us.

Caden laughs silently, and his entire body moves up and down from the laughter. I mean, his entire body. I slap his hand and tell him to stop because his cock is half hard, and when he moves, it feels good. I don’t want to feel that good in front of Kenna.

“Sorry. I grabbed an apple. I was hungry. You can turn around. It’s safe,” I say, biting into the red apple again.

Her purple hair spins as she twirls around, staring at us with…pride? I’m pretty sure that is what pride looks like. “Damn, still dressed? Couldn’t even wait to get naked? I’m impressed. You’re so naughty, Molly.” She winks, gathering the spilled fruit and dropping it in the kitchen. “I’m going to go to my room and wait a decent amount of time before coming back out. Ciao,” she says as she waves, disappearing down the hall. I wait until I hear her door shut before letting out a relieved breath.

“Maybe I need to hook her up with my friend, Charles.”

“Can we not talk about matchmaking with your cock still inside me?”

“That’s fair. Hold on tight.”

I start to ask him what he means when he starts to stand up. I wrap my legs around him tighter and hold on to his shoulders. “What are you doing?”

“I’m nowhere near done with you, sunshine.” He starts to walk toward the steps, and his semi-erection turns full blown, scrapping against my swollen pussy.

I gasp when he takes one stair at a time. It makes his cock bob inside me, thrusting in different directions. My face heats, and I hide it in his jacket. He takes another step, and that’s when I hear how wet I am. I gather his blazer in my mouth and bite down, not realizing that I bit down on skin, too.

“When we get in the bed, you’re riding me. I want to see that gorgeous body on top of me. I want to see your tits bouncing from using me. Is that understood?” he whispers, taking another step.