cw jealousy, doggy style, riding 🍋🟩 disclaimer this is a tweaked repost from my old account :-)
If Caleb said he wasn't enjoying the current situation, he would absolutely be fucking lying.
No, actually. He doesn't think there's anything better than your desperate rutting against his cock, the bedsheets soaked with your previous orgasms' juices, as you shape the inside of your walls to perfectly take every portruding vein of him.
"Ngghhh—enjoying y-yourself, pretty girl?" He smirks, spreading the cheeks of your ass to watch his dick ravishing your weeping hole. His balls slap, heavy and taut, against the fat as he bottoms out, your high-pitched moan muffled by the pillow you're fisting.
Cocking a brow, he yanks you back by the hair, grinding into you with a powerful thrust. "I asked you a question. Or would you rather me go entertain those new officers in my department? Like you thought I was doing today?"
You thrash back against him, frenzied, frantic, feral—he's stopped moving now, his tip kissing your womb, and your pussy aches for him to continue or else you'll lose your goddamn mind.
Right. You had caught him talking to an officer you had never seen before towards the end of his shift, her eyes bright and cleavage on full display for her superior. The sight of her, standing so close to him she could probably get a whiff of his cologne, had sent you over the edge.
"Sorry, but he has plans already."
Scoffing, you eyed her up and down, red hot anger sizzling beneath your skin. The sensation drummed under your fingertips and you had wanted nothing more than to wipe that damn expression off her face. You took a step forward, fangs out—
Caleb's hand tightened around your wrist.
"That's enough, Officer." His voice was stern, but, to your horror, your ears caught the note of amusement in his voice. "You are dismissed. Now."
