Page 61 of Another Last Call
I didn’t respond, just kissed her neck again as I held my hand above her mound. Small, high-pitched noises escaped her throat and I could feel her muscles tensing in anticipation. Already, I was holding back, and I knew the second I felt her clench around me, I would be done.
The tip of my finger brushed her clit and her hips jerked. I continued, rubbing her hard little nub, and she slammed back into me. Unintelligible noises came from her mouth and she panted in time with my thrusting, bursts of breath and noise filling the room each time I buried myself in her.
It didn’t take long. Before I knew it, Maggie was writhing beneath me, screaming as she came. Her pussy clenched, gripping my cock, and that was it for me. I came hard, my cock spasming, my mind going blissfully blank. As I finished, Maggie stilled beneath me, and I stayed buried inside her for just a moment longer before pulling out.
Aside from her shoulders heaving back and forth as she gasped for breath, she didn’t move, just lay over the armrest of the couch. I touched the flushed skin on her ass and she shivered.
“I’m going to clean up,” I said.
Maggie made a soft noise in response as I walked to the bathroom.
Thirty-One
Maggie
Ihadnevercomelike that before.
Distantly, I heard Caleb finish and felt him pull his cock out of me. He said something, but my mind didn’t quite process whatever it was. I was in a haze, somewhere dazzling and fuzzy, my body spent and numb and electrified.
I had never felt anything like that before. Angry, frustrated, impossibly turned on. Wanting him, needing him, and hating him for it.
The feeling in my body slowly returned, my feet landing on hard ground after floating through clouds. I crawled onto the couch, fiddling with my bra and finally removing it, pulling the throw blanket I had on the back of the couch over me.
I had never been fucked like that before. My pussy ached, my legs were stiff, my stomach sore from the armrest of the couch digging into it. My ass was sore, the spot he’d spanked warm and stinging. My arms trembled, though whether it was from bracing myself as Caleb had plowed into me or from the magnitude of my orgasm, I wasn’t sure.
And that orgasm.
I had never come like that, never. I had never had someone deny me an orgasm. I had never had it happentwice. I’d never hated someone as much as I’d hated Caleb in those moments he told me ‘no’ when I was so fucking close, and I’d never hated him more than when he made me fuckingbegfor it.
But I’d also never felt an orgasm that seemed to rip my soul from my body, making time stand still and my vision go dark. I’d never lost all sense of where I was, never felt the world return so slowly, never felt as weightless and liquid and clear as I did in that moment. I’d never adored someone as much as I’d adored him for putting me through that.
I was lying on my back on the couch with my eyes closed, breathing in deeply through my nose and out through my mouth, when he came back into the room.
“Mags?”
His voice was quiet, uncertain. That wasn’t the voice of the person who had just brought me to the edge of existence and back, who had taken every bit of me, who had squeezed and pinched and spanked me as he drove his cock deep inside me. It was Caleb’s voice, the unsteady, questioning voice of the Caleb I’d lost my virginity to.
And fuck if it didn’t make me adore him even more.
I opened my eyes to see him standing a few feet away, his eyebrows furrowed with concern.
“I brought a wet cloth. And your lotion. I thought it might, uh, help.” He knelt beside the couch, taking my hand. “Are you okay? Did I… were you…”
“I’m okay, Caleb,” I said. “I’m sorry I called you an asshole.”
“I am an asshole. I’m sorry I—”
“Don’t. Don’t ruin this with an apology.”
He looked at me, then nodded obediently. “Roll over. I need to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”
I did as he asked, shivering as he ran the cool cloth over my ass. The skin was tender, but I knew it would fade quickly. He patted my ass gently, and I relaxed as the coolness of the cloth soothed the spot he’d slapped. His fingers caressed me, and I sighed as he rubbed lotion on my ass. The scent of lavender filled the room. For a few minutes, everything was perfect. Soft and sweet and quiet, post-orgasmic bliss.
It couldn’t last forever, of course. Once Caleb pulled his hands away, I sighed and rolled back over, pulling myself up to a seated position. “Come sit with me?”
He sat beside me and took my hand. “I feel like we should’ve talked about that first. I didn’t want to actually hurt you or—”
“Caleb.” I squeezed his hand, probably a little harder than necessary. “I’m fine. I loved every second of it.”
