And then he hit me with it again.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Over and over. Smacking my c**t with those soaked fingers like it was a damn button he couldn’t stop pressing. My body went tight. My hips bucked. My mouth dropped open.
And I screamed.
“f**k—CALEB—” I cried, my entire soul leaving my body. “I’M CUMMING—AGAIN—f**k—DON’T—STOP—PLEASE—OH MY GOD—”
And he didn’t stop.
He growled.
Licked the side of my face.
And kept tapping.
Kept smacking.
Kept whispering in my ear like a demon in love.
“Take it,” he said, his lips brushing my jaw. “Take every f*****g drop. Be my good little girl.”
And I did.
I f*****g did.
I came so hard I couldn’t breathe. My knees buckled. My hands went limp. There was c*m everywhere. It was dripping down my thighs, pooling between my legs, soaking his hand
