What’s a Girl to Do?:. Aimee Duffy
hips to get a better angle, and he rewarded her by slipping in another. Though she felt full, it wasn’t enough. Shey tried to tell him, then his lips pinched her ear sending a blast of shuddering currents through her body and all she managed was a mewl.
Thrusting his fingers, he squeezed her backside, pulling her into a rhythm that made the burning inside morph to an achy pleasure. The orgasm swelled with the force of a train going full out, and she couldn’t bite back the desperate sounds coming out of her throat. His fingers swirled, over and over, barely skimming a spot inside that made heat flash through her. She was panting so hard she couldn’t tell him where she needed him to focus, but as she looked at him with pleading eyes, she hoped he understood.
Calvin’s jaw was tense and the feral need in his eyes cranked her up higher. She gasped as he hit that spot inside again, and he grinned. Shey let out a wordless protest when his fingers swirled again.
‘The anticipation will be worth it, Shey. Trust me.’
She couldn’t form a coherent reply, not with what he was doing to her. Taking her body to the edge, then slowing. Finger-fucking her faster as she felt the monumental orgasm slip away, then using lazy strokes right before she could come. She was sweating all over, and with every ragged breath she got another shot of his amazing smell. It was hard to believe that it would be better this way. When he brought her to the edge again and stopped, Shey wanted to weep. Her emotions were as raw as her body, held at the brink, her pleasure and what felt like so much more in this man’s control.
This time Calvin slipped in a third finger and started pumping hard. With her nails digging into his shoulders to keep herself upright, she begged him with her eyes for more. Whatever wall he’d put up to restrain himself cracked. His thumb found her clit and his mouth sealed over hers with a growl.
Her control crumbled as everything doubled.
The sensations, the mounting pressure, the electric connection. He thrust his tongue into her mouth at the same tempo as his fingers, and kept that punishing rhythm on her clit until she couldn’t breathe. As he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, the pressure exploded in wild spasms, and she grabbed onto his hair to pull him closer, so his mouth could swallow her cry of relief while her body shuddered on.
Shey went limp against him. She felt too open, too raw, more vulnerable than she’d ever been, but she couldn’t let him go. Calvin’s gentle kisses eased her, reassured her that everything would be fine even though she couldn’t think straight. His free hand rubbed up and down her spine softly.
As her mind sharpened, she realized her head had slipped down to rest against his chest, and he still had his fingers inside her. Wedged between the table and him, she was held upright. Shey tested her leg muscles and decided it was better he supported her, but the thought of his hand between her thighs, fingers inside her, made her face heat. Made everything too real. Especially when she realized the pull to him was stronger than ever.
She tried to speak. Her throat was clogged so tight nothing got past except little puffs of air.
Slowly, Calvin withdrew his fingers and her inner muscles tightened on instinct. When they had slipped out all the way, she felt cold and bereft which, she told herself, was insane. Releasing her hold on the silky strands of his hair, she disentangled herself from him, but a hand on her lower back kept her stomach pressed against his straining erection. Her achy core throbbed and pulsed, her muscles clenching with the thought of him filling her up, fucking her as thoroughly with his cock as he had his fingers.
He raised his hand. Those expert fingers glistened and she followed their journey up. Calvin waited until she met his heated gaze, then slipped all three fingers into his mouth and sucked. His eyes closed and an almost feral groan rumbled from his chest. That’s all it took for her whole body to fire up again like she hadn’t just had the best, most intense orgasm of her life.
When he’d finished his taste test, he stared at her through hooded lids. His eyes burned beneath, but she sensed he had put an invisible barrier back between them again, controlled the emotions he’d let go of when she’d begged with her eyes. It didn’t lessen the pull, or the crackle sparking the air between them, but she felt like he’d pushed her away, even though he was still pressed against her.
Not to mention her own self-control was nowhere to be found. God, was she actually considering taking this further? She should have left when she had the chance.
Calvin cleared his throat. ‘I need to be inside you. Now.’
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