Caleb
I moved first, my lips capturing hers in a searing kiss that left her gasping for breath. My tongue plunged into her mouth, exploring every inch with an urgency that matched her growing need. Ava moaned into my mouth, her hands tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer.
Breaking the kiss, I moved lower, my lips trailing a path of fire down her neck and across her collarbone. I paused at the bite mark on her shoulder, my tongue flicking out to soothe the tender flesh there. Ava shivered, the sensation sending jolts of electricity through my body where we touched. I could feel the tension building, a tight coil that begged for release.
"Caleb," she whimpered, her hands gripping my shoulders as I continued my treacherous journey down her body.
"That feels really good...Please…again."
Her plea spurred me on, my pace quickening as I moved lower still. My lips brushed against the sensitive skin of her breasts, my teeth nipping at the delicate flesh there. Ava arched her back, her nipples pebbling under my ministrations. The sounds of our ragged breathing filled the night.
My hands were everywhere, kneading her breasts, stroking her sides, skimming down to her hips and back up again. Each touch was deliberate, designed to send her spiraling closer to the edge. I could feel her unraveling, her thoughts dissolving into a haze of sensation as I worked my magic on her body, her words becoming less and less like words and mostly just sounds now.
My mouth found one of her nipples, suckling it hungrily as I used my hand to massage the other. Ava cried out, her fingers digging into my back as the pleasure mounted. The contrast between the warm wetness of her mouth and the softness of her skin was almost too much to bear.
"Caleb," she gasped, her voice breaking on his name. "I can't… I need…" Understanding her unspoken plea, I slid lower, my hands parting her thighs with practiced ease. Ava tensed, her breath catching in her throat as she felt my hot breath against her most intimate place.
And then my mouth was on her, my tongue delving into her folds with a persistent, rhythmic motion that sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Ava cried out, her hands clutching at the sheets as she struggled to stay grounded in the face of such overwhelming sensation. My tongue was relentless, probing deeper, swirling faster, until she thought she might lose her mind.
"Caleb... I... I can't..." she panted, her voice barely audible.
I lifted my head, meeting her gaze with a reassuring smile. "You can, love. Just let go. Let me take care of everything."
With that, I returned to my task, this time delving deeper, my tongue probing into her, stroking her clit with firm, rhythmic pressure.
Ava's back arched off the bed, her body tensing as the pleasure intensified.
"Oh, God... Caleb...!" she cried out, her voice breaking on my name. At the sound of her desperation, I redoubled my efforts, my tongue moving faster, more urgently, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her mind a haze of sensation as she felt herself teetering on the brink. And then, without warning, she tipped over. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, her body shuddering with the force of her release.
She cried out my name again....and again
Ava's fingers trailed down my chest, her nails lightly grazing my skin as she propped herself up on her elbows. Her eyes met mine, and there was a spark of something bold, something daring, in her gaze. The air between us was still electric, charged with the kind of intensity that made it hard to think straight. My hands rested on her hips, his touch warm and steady, but his expression was cautious.
"You sure you're okay?" I asked, my voice low, almost hesitant. "We don't have to—"
"I'm more than okay," Ava interrupted, her voice firm but soft. She leaned in, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, "I want this. I want you." Her words sent a shiver down his spine, and I felt my body responding to her in ways I couldn't quite control.
Before I could say another word, Ava shifted her weight, her body sliding up mine until she was straddling me. I could feel the heat of her, the way her thighs pressed against my sides, and the way she moved with a confidence that surprised me. Her hands slid up my chest, fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of my neck as she leaned down to kiss me. It was slow, deliberate, and full of a kind of hunger that made his head spin.
"You're incredible," I murmured against her lips, my hands moving to cup her face. My thumbs brushed her cheeks, tender and reverent, as if he couldn't quite believe she was real. Ava smiled, her eyes half-lidded and smoldering.
"And you," she said, her voice breathy, "are too careful." She rocked her hips slightly, and Caleb's breath hitched. "I'm not going to break, Caleb. I promise."
He let out a shaky laugh, his hands dropping to her hips again.
"I just… I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't," she assured me, her voice steady. "Trust me." And I did. I trusted her completely. With a groan, I let go of the last shred of restraint, my hands sliding down to grip her thighs as she moved above me. The way she took control, the way she moved with such confidence, it was intoxicating. Ava's hands braced against my chest as she began to ride me, her movements slow and deliberate at first, as if she were savoring every second.
My head fell back against the pillows, my fingers digging into her skin as I tried to keep up with her rhythm. She was incredible, the way she moved was divine, the way she seemed to know exactly what she wanted. And what she wanted was me.
"Ava," I groaned, my voice barely above a whisper. "You're…" my words trailed off as she leaned down, her lips brushing against my neck against her mark, her breath hot against my skin.
"Yes Caleb," she whispered, her voice low and sultry. "Tell me what you're feeling."
"You're driving me crazy," he admitted, his hands moving to her back, pulling her closer. "You're so beautiful, Ava. I can't… I can't get enough of you." She smiled against my skin, her hips moving faster now, her body pressing against mine in a way that made me forget everything else. The room was silent except for the sound of our breathing, heavy and uneven, and the soft rustle of sheets as we moved together. Ava's hands slid up my chest again, fingers tangling in my hair as she leaned down to kiss me, her lips soft and demanding.
My hands moved to her hips again, guiding her, helping her find a rhythm that was perfect for both of us. I could feel the tension building in my body, the way every nerve was on fire, but I held on, refusing to let go until I was sure she was there with me.
"Caleb," Ava gasped, her voice trembling. "I'm… I'm close."
"Let go," I whispered, my voice rough with desire. "I've got you."
And with that, she did. Her body shuddered above me, her fingers gripping my shoulders tightly as she cried out my name. I held her close, my own release following moments later, the intensity of it leaving me breathless.
When it was over, Ava collapsed onto my chest, her breath coming in short, shaky gasps. My arms wrapped around her, holding her close, my own heart still racing beneath her cheek.
"You okay?" I asked softly, my fingers brushing through her hair.
She nodded, her lips curving into a small, satisfied smile.
"I'm wonderful." I chuckled, the sound warm and low in my chest.
"You're full of surprises, you know that?" She looked up at me, her grin widening.
"Well I have to keep you on your toes, if you stay ready....…hey!" Before she could say another word, I scooped her up in my arms, lifting her off the bed with ease. Ava let out a startled laugh, her arms wrapping around my neck as I carried her towards the bathroom.
The cool tiles beneath my feet were a stark contrast to the warmth of our bodies, and Ava shivered slightly as I set her down.
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and amusement.
"You'll see," I replied, with a grin as I reached over to turn on the shower. The water cascaded down, steam filling the room as I stepped under the spray, pulling Ava with me.
The warm water soaked through her braids, trickling down her skin as my hands moved over her body. I touched her gently, and Ava leaned into me, her hands resting on my chest.
"You know," she said, her voice soft, "I could get used to this." I smiled, my fingers tracing the curve of her spine.
"Good," I murmured, my lips brushing against her forehead. "Because this is your life from now on." Ava looked up at me, her eyes shining with something that made my heart ache in the best possible way.
"Promise?"
"Promise." I replied, my voice firm. And then, without another word, I kissed her again, ready for another chance to worship the woman blessed to me by the moon goddess.