So I guess I liked it.
His fingers were still wet from my pussy, so he inserted them into my back entrance, sliding in with less resistance than last time.
Calloway opened his eyes and rubbed his nose against mine. “If you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so.” He kissed the corner of my mouth before the passion returned, my mouth feeling numb and hot at the same time.
I explored with my hands, touching every inch that I’d already touched before. He was six foot three of pure man, but the package he wore was nothing compared to the man underneath. He was compassionate, gentle, and powerful.
I was just about to come when he pulled his length out of me.
I wanted to scream at the loss.
He looked into my eyes as he adjusted my leg, practically pinning my knee to my chest. He took control, doing whatever he wanted to my body like he owned it. His hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and he pressed the head into my ass.
Something I hadn’t been expecting.
His arm was tucked in the crook of my neck, supporting my head as he slid inside me. “Touch yourself, sweetheart.”
I hadn’t touched myself in so long I nearly forgot how.
He sucked my bottom lip and released a moan. “Now.”
I responded to his command instantly, my fingers moving to my throbbing nub. The second I touched myself, I felt the electricity. I forgot about the enormous cock penetrating me from the backside.
He continued to slide inside me, watching my reaction as his impressive dick stretched my ass wider than it ever had. “It’ll hurt at first. But it’ll get better.” He kissed me and moved his dick almost entirely within me, pushing me to the limit.
I moaned as he slid out only to slide in again. It hurt me more than it pleased me, but the pleasure on his face made me allow it. Anytime his dick was inside me, hard for me, I felt special. So I kept an open mind and let him continue, hoping it would get better as we moved along.
“Touch yourself harder, sweetheart.” He grabbed my wrist and made the motion for me, not directly touching me with the fingers that had already explored me. He used my knuckles to change the movements of my fingers, and I couldn’t believe a man knew how to touch a woman better than I did.
When I finally felt the pleasure everywhere, I ignored the pain. His massive cock didn’t feel so excruciating. The more I relaxed, the easier it was to accommodate him. The building orgasm that I felt earlier had returned, slowly approaching with a fiery crash.
“Together,” he commanded.
Even without being inside me, he knew when I was going to explode. I gripped his arm as an anchor, feeling his cock ram into me harder. I felt the climax build until it could no longer be contained. Heat surged through my body just before it hit at full speed. “Oh god…”
He gripped my hip as he pounded his cock into me, being aggressive as he pushed his seed farther and farther inside me.
The effect of all the sensations gave me a better orgasm than I’d ever had before. Being full of him in a new way heightened my experience, making me feel something so unique and oddly wonderful. The orgasm seemed to last forever, nearly an eternity.
When Calloway finished, he remained buried in my ass. Slowly, he softened, his cock gently sliding out of me. He pressed his forehead to mine, his eyes on my lips. “Thank you for trusting me.”
I was exhausted from the euphoria that had just swept through my body. I watched his lips move but didn’t gather any meaning from them. My head rested on the pillow, and I closed my eyes, aware of his cock still inside me.
Calloway grabbed the blanket hanging over the back of the couch and pulled it on top of both of us. He settled beside me, sharing the same pillow. “I don’t think I can call you Vanilla anymore.”
“I still like sweetheart.”
He chuckled. “Sweetheart, it is.”
Cynthia, Calloway’s assistant, called my office phone. “Mr. Owens would like to see you in his office. He wants you to bring the schedule for this month.”
I knew that was bogus. He didn’t give a damn about the schedule. “I’ll be there in two seconds.”
“Alright.”
I grabbed my folder and walked down the hallway to his office, sometimes wondering if people noticed I went to Calloway’s office more often that I should. I was the new girl, so hopefully, they assumed I needed extra help with my projects.
I definitely didn’t want to be known as the office whore.
Cynthia nodded for me to go inside, so I walked in, making sure to close the door behind me.