Chapter 192 Chapter 192
Calvin's POV
My breath caught as I took in the sight of her; her glistening slit, the soft curve of her thighs and I wanted nothing more than to pull her back onto me, but I stayed still, letting her take the lead.
She leaned forward, her fingers pressing gently against my lips.
“Suck,” she commanded softly.
I obeyed without hesitation, parting my lips and taking her fingers into my mouth. I sucked on them gently, coating them with my saliva, and a soft hum escaped her lips as she watched me.
After a moment, she pulled her fingers from my mouth with a quiet pop and trailed them down her body, her eyes never leaving mine.
I watched, transfixed, as she slipped her fingers between her legs and rubbed her slit, spreading her wetness slowly.
She rubbed herself slowly, her fingers gliding through her labia as she watched me. The soft, slick sounds mixed with her quiet breaths, and I felt my cock twitch, straining even harder at the sight.
I was completely under her spell, unable to do anything but watch as she teased herself right in front of me. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, her lips parting as she pressed her fingers deeper, and I had to grip the sheets beneath me to keep from reaching for her.
A soft moan escaped her, and when her eyes opened again, they were dark and hazy with desire. She leaned forward, her fingers still wet, and slid them down my chest before wrapping her hand around my length again.
She stroked me slowly, deliberately, coating my cock with her slickness, and I let out a ragged breath as pleasure shot through me.
“Kamrynn…” I groaned, my voice rough.
She didn’t respond, at least not with words. Instead, she shifted her hips, aligning herself with me, and I felt the heat of her pressed right against the head of my cock.
I clenched my jaw, every muscle in my body tensing as she teased me, sliding her wet folds over my length without letting me inside. The sensation was maddening, almost too much to handle, and my hips bucked instinctively, desperate for more.
But she held back, taking her time, and I realized what she was doing. She was reclaiming her power, taking control of the moment and of me.
“Please,” I rasped, my voice barely audible.
She smiled softly, her eyes glinting with satisfaction, and finally—finally—she tilted her hips and sank down slowly, taking just the head of my cock inside her.
I sucked in a sharp breath as her tight heat gripped me, and she let out a quiet whimper, her walls fluttering around me as she adjusted to the stretch.
“Fuck,” she breathed, pausing for a moment to catch her breath.
“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice tight with the effort it took to stay still.
She nodded, her cheeks flushed. “Yeah. I just… need a second.”
I nodded, resisting the overwhelming urge to thrust deeper. I could feel every little twitch, every flutter of her walls around me, and it was almost unbearable. But this wasn’t about me. It was about her feeling safe.
After a few moments, she took a deep breath and tilted her hips again, sinking down a little farther.
A low groan rumbled in my chest as she took more of me inside her, and I felt her nails dig into my shoulders as she adjusted to the stretch.
“You’re doing so good,” I murmured, my hands resting gently on her hips. “Take your time.”
Her breath hitched, and she gave me a shaky nod before moving again, sinking down slowly until I was fully seated inside her.
We both let out ragged breaths as we adjusted to the feeling. She was so tight, so warm, and the way she clenched around me made my head spin.
For a moment, we just stayed like that, breathing each other in, letting our bodies adjust.
After a few deep breaths, she shifted slightly, rolling her hips, and we both let out quiet, broken sounds as the friction intensified.
“You okay?” I asked, my voice rough, barely above a whisper.
She nodded, biting her lip as she started to move. Slowly at first, just small, tentative movements that had us both trembling. Her hands rested on my shoulders for balance, and I could feel her nails pressing into my skin as she found her rhythm.
It was intoxicating watching her like this, completely in control, her head tilted back slightly, her lips parted as soft moans escaped her. She was so beautiful, so strong, and all I could do was hold on and let her take whatever she needed from me.
She shifted again, lifting herself higher this time before sinking back down, and I groaned as the sensation of her tight heat squeezing me sent a wave of pleasure crashing through me.