you didn’t even stir when the mattress dipped, caleb’s weight settling behind you. he was already hard, already leaking, cock pressing against the curve of your ass through his sweats.
“too pretty like this,” his voice rasped low, almost reverent as his hand slid under the hem of your shirt, palming your breast. “can’t help myself.” the drag of his cock between your thighs pulled a soft whimper out of you, half-asleep.
“caleb…” your voice broke, needy, and he smirked against your shoulder.
“shh. just let me, baby” he murmured, pushing your panties aside and sliding the thick head of his cock through your soaked folds. “fuck, you’re dripping in your sleep. must’ve been dreaming of me, hm?”
a sharp gasp left your throat when he pushed in, stretching you wide. “ahhh... f-fuck, so big…” you sobbed, clinging to the sheets as he bottomed out, balls slapping your clit with the force of his thrusts.
“take it. you always take me so well,” he grunted, teeth grazing your earlobe as his hips snapped forward, deep, relentless. “greedy little pussy. squeezing me so fucking tight.”
“caleb—nghh—so deep, you’re—h-haah—” your words dissolved into broken cries, each thrust punching them out of you. he chuckled, low and dangerous, keeping your face pinned to the pillow with one broad hand while the other slid between your legs, circling your clit.
“open wider for me. wanna fuck you properly.” your moans turned shrill, body jerking as he fucked you harder, obscene wet sounds filling the room. his cock dragged out coated in slick before slamming back in, each thrust squelching louder than the last. your thighs were already shiny, dripping with the mess he was making.
“fuuuck,” he groaned, breath hot against your neck. “your pussy feels so good, pips—pretty little cunt was made for me, huh?”
“y-yes! oh my god, yes, caleb—don’t stop, don’t ever stop—all yours... it's your pussy...!”
“good girl,” he groaned, thrusts turning brutal, cock kissing your cervix with every slam. “my good fucking girl.”
he groaned at the way your pussy clenched around him, sticky strings of precum and slick stretching every time he pulled out just to slam back in. “fuck—hear that?” he growled, pounding harder until the headboard rattled. “your pussy’s singing for me. she can’t get enough of my cock.”
“ahhh—hahhh, it’s too much, caleb—it’s dripping everywhere—” you sobbed, feeling the hot leak of his precum mixing with yours, sliding down your thighs. he pulled out halfway just to shove back in to the hilt, making you scream.
“mmm, there we go. stuffed full. your pussy looks even better stretched wide around me. greedy hole won’t ever let me go.” you cried into the pillow, walls spasming around him. “ohmygod—yes, yes, i love it—fuck me harder, caleb, ruin me—”
he slammed into you until your ass bounced back against his hips, until his balls smacked your clit raw. “gonna keep you plugged all morning,” he rasped, voice low but filthy. “i’ll paint your insides until you’re overflowing. can’t waste a drop of this cock.”
“please—please fill me, caleb, i need it, i need your cum so bad—” his thrusts turned feral, messy, sloppy, cock twitching deep inside you as your pussy sucked him tight. “fuck, take it,” he snarled against your neck, spilling hot ropes inside you until it gushed back out. he didn’t stop, grinding in, fucking his cum deeper. “look at that—already leaking. pussy can’t hold it in.”
you whimpered, broken, body trembling as his cum dripped down your thighs, but he just chuckled darkly, still rolling his hips. “don’t think we’re done, baby. we got all day,” he groaned, fingers spreading you open so he could watch his cock sink back into the mess. “i’ll fuck you again and again until it’s spilling out of you for the rest of the day.”
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