Chapter 166 Evening with uncle

Chapter 166 Evening with uncle
Third Person POV

Caleb rises to his knees, rips open the zipper on his trousers, and fists his cock in his hand.

Lilian stares at it with wide eyes, her hammering heart skipping a beat, then starting up again, beating even faster. Thick and veined, the shaft juts out proudly from his fist. The crown is fat and red, the slit on top glistening with a drop of wetness.

His cock is massive, almost intimidating in size. "That look on your face is a bloody nice compliment," he growls. Then he positions himself between her spread thighs, sliding the head up and down through her pussy lips, wetting it.

Lilian gasps, managing a breathy, "Condom?"

"Wasn't planning on having sex today," he says through gritted teeth, staring down into her wide eyes. "Still time to say no, Lilian."

She's so turned on, she can barely think. "You said you were clean?"

"Aye. I promise."

"Then fuck me, Caleb. And don't you dare hold anything back. I want everything you have to give me."

His grin looks feral. With a single, powerful thrust, he shoves that thick beast deep inside her.

Lilian's mouth opens, but no sound comes out. She's stretched wide, impaled on Caleb's cock, taking every inch of it as she sinks her fingernails into his back and clamps her shaking thighs around his waist.

Caleb leans down, resting his forearms on either side of her head and fisting his hands into her hair. Into her ear, he snarls, "I knew you'd feel like heaven."

Then he snaps his hips again, thrusting hard.

Her breasts bounce against his chest, her nipples dragging against the small metal piercings in his. She cries out in pleasure.

Chuckling, he pulls on her hair. His voice dark, he commands, "Ask me to fuck you again."

It comes out in one long, breathless rush. "Please fuck me oh God Caleb fuck me if you stop now I'll kill you as soon as I can!"

He thrusts again. And again. And again. Each time, she sinks her nails deeper into his flesh and moans helplessly, lost to sensation.

Caleb starts to speak in Gaelic, a hot stream of words Lilian doesn't understand but adores listening to. It's a beautiful language, musical and lilting, but with a hard edge that makes it sound masculine and sexy as hell.

Just as she's about to come again, he rolls onto his back, taking her with him. Breathing hard and sweating, she stares down at him in hazy surprise.

His fingers dig into the flesh of her hips as he looks up at her with blazing eyes and orders, " Fuck that cock, baby. Ride me and make yourself come."

She almost passes out from excitement.

Leaning over, she plants her hands on his strong chest and balances herself as she bounces up and down on his thick shaft. He feels incredible. She's stuffed with his cock, full to overflowing, and she loves it more than she should.

She loves it more than anything.

She'll worry about that later, but for now, she's having the time of her life. This is way better than any of her toys could ever be.

Lilian's grinding turns frenzied. She starts to buck and groan, pulling on Caleb's hair.

He bites her nipple, and she comes, screaming.

Holding her tightly with his arms wrapped around her waist, he thrusts into her with short, hard snaps of his hips as her pussy clenches around his cock. He throbs inside her, a pulsing, rigid invader, stretching her wide.

She doesn't realize she's sobbing his name over and over until he growls hotly, "Fucking hell, woman, keep crying my name like that, and you'll make me come."

She doesn't know what makes her do it. It's not a rational decision. It just bursts out, blurted from ecstasy and some kind of dark, primal need. "Yes, come inside me, please, please, please let me feel you come!"

Hearing her beg like that unleashes something in him. He was carnal before, but now he's an absolute animal, snarling like a hungry beast set free from a cage.

In a move so fast it makes her dizzy, he flips her onto her back again, throws her legs up so her ankles are hooked over his shoulders, then fucks her hard and fast, leaning over her with locked arms and wild eyes, his teeth bared as he plunges into her.

"Caleb! Oh Goddess!"

He swallows her cries, crushing his mouth to hers and groaning into it as his body shudders and heaves. She feels him throb deep inside her. He jerks, biting her lips.

Then he throws his head back and groans at the ceiling as he makes one final hard thrust and empties himself inside her.

He's beautiful. God, he's so beautiful like this, sweaty and straining, his entire body clenched. She wishes she could take a picture to look at later so she won't forget a single detail.

A wave of emotion hits her hard, squeezing her lungs and stealing her breath. She turns her head and closes her eyes, bracing against it, but it doesn't help. She still feels it all.

Everything inside her aches and burns. All the cells in her body are screaming.

And they're screaming the same thing:

Caleb.

Caleb.

Caleb.