Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35452 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
When I rolled on the condom, I aimed my dick at her entrance, guiding myself inside. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight as I began moving inside her with a hard, driving rhythm.
“Levi,” she gasped. I loved that she called me by my real name. No one else in the club did. Only her. It was something else special between us. An intimate tie. The pleasure I found in the arms of this young woman was mind boggling. Every time I took her, every time she surrendered to me was just one more tie weaving us together. I never wanted to let her go. And I knew in my heart I never would.
With that thought in mind, I nipped her neck sharply. She gasped.
“Levi!”
“That’s it, Calliope. That’s my girl. Come for me. So I can come in you.”
“Levi! Yes! Do it!”
Her pussy squeezed my dick so hard, there was no way to hold off my orgasm. I roared my pleasure, loving the way she milked me, just as demanding of me as I was of her.
When I was spent, I clutched her to me tightly. “Ain’t lettin’ you go, Calliope. You’re mine, and you’ll always be mine.”
“Don’t say that,” she whispered, her body shuddering in my arms. “I’m already so caught up in you I couldn’t stand it if you left.”
“Ain’t leavin’, and neither are you. Ain’t sayin’ I love you, but you’ve gotten under my skin and I can’t let you go. Understand me, Calliope?” I said, pulling back to look her in the eyes, needing her to see I meant business. “I won’t let you go.”
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head slightly, trying to deny me. Then she swallowed. “I -- OK,” she said. “But the boys come with me. We’re a complete package. I’m not giving them up. Even for you.”
“Never said you should. In fact, no matter what happens once Chase is here, they stay with me and you. No matter what. I’ll get us through this.”
Calliope nodded several times. “OK.” Then she burst into tears.
* * *
Calliope
I believed Carnage. For some reason, I believed him. He was really on my side in this. I could see it in his eyes. Maybe it had been there all along and I’d been afraid to hope. But I saw it now. Sure, anything could still happen, but I chose to believe.
“Shh, shh… I’ve got you,” he murmured. Somehow, he got us rolled over so that I lay on top, straddling him. Carnage held me tight, petting my hair and kissing my temple. I was acutely aware of my bare ass shining in the sun, but when he rested his big palm over one cheek, I decided I didn’t really care.
One thing that impressed me about Carnage was his ability to handle my tears. More than once he’d managed to calm me when I was upset, and never once did he berate me or tell me to pull myself together. He simply dealt with it and gave me what I needed to regain my equilibrium. He reminded me a lot of Theodore, though I hated to admit it. Theo always tried to calm my tears. I knew he hated seeing me cry -- both the boys did. But Theo seemed to take it personally. It was what had gotten the boys in trouble with Mark this last time.
I made an effort to stop crying, but the more Carnage soothed me, the harder I cried. I guess I’d held it in too long.
Finally, he just held me tightly to him, running his hand soothingly up and down my back. He didn’t speak or in any way try to get me to stop.
When I finally slowed to small hiccups every now and then, Carnage handed me a towel from beside the lounger. I tried to sit up, but he just tightened his hold on me until I relaxed back on top of him. I wiped my nose and face, trying to clean up.
“Come on,” he said, standing up with me wrapped around him.
“Where’re we goin?” I couldn’t help but look around us, trying to make sure no one could see us.
“Swimmin’,” he said before tossing me in the deep end of the pool.
I squealed just before splashing down. The next thing I knew, Carnage had stripped off and dove in after me. I raced to the other side, him hot on my heels. I ducked under, somersaulting and twisting in the water as I turned smoothly to race back to the other side. I made about three strokes before he snagged my ankle, pulling me under. Then I broke the surface, his arms securely around me as he gave me that deep chuckle that never failed to warm my heart. I couldn’t help but smile.
“There’s that beautiful smile me and the boys love.” I could see what he was doing. Grouping himself and the boys as a unit, all of them wanting me happy.