Giving in - Sex Stories

Giving in

... be a goner. I wouldn’t betray Sarah like that or Bryan who I’m dating, even though I’m not that into him. My whole body tingled as he tugged me tighter against him and he bent his head down. Oh God, I could feel his hard-on. I turned my face away as he leaned closer but that didn’t help the situation. Caleb’s lips skimmed my cheek and then slid down my neck. My nails dug into his arms and I tried desperately to stop from arching myself further into him. It felt so, so good. Oh fuck. All sense was gone from me. Caleb’s mouth traced a heated path from my neck to my collar bone and steadily towards my breasts. I moaned unthinkingly. His big, warm hands slid to my ass and he squeezed tightly sending a shot of arousal right through me before continuing his hands to the backs of my thighs and down further still, so he could wrap my legs around his waist. I knew in the back of my mind that this was wrong but I was too far gone. My arms went around his neck and I pressed purposefully against his erection, drawing a masculine groan from him that made my legs quiver. He spun us around and placed my ass on the cold counter top. The cool surface allowed me to think clearly for a second and that’s all I needed. I shoved him back slightly, my sexual frustration turning me moody. He didn’t even look phased and it pissed me off. I licked my lips as I studied his features angrily. God, his eyes had darkened and it was so sexy. He’s such an asshole! “There’s a reason while you’re standing in ...

... my kitchen in your boxes, Caleb,” I growled. “You spent the night fucking my sister. Do you think I have such low self respect that I’d just fall into bed with you?” A smile lit his face and my heart stuttered annoyingly in my chest. “You are jealous.” “Fuck you, Caleb.” I crossed my arms across my chest. “You want me all to yourself, don’t you?” Caleb’s hands ran up my calves slowly. “It’s got nothing to do with self respect. You just don’t want me with someone else.” “You’re fucked,” My voice sounded weak to my own ears. “I bet you don’t even care about Bryan. You only want me because I’m off limits.” “You didn’t really believe that that cunt got his black eye from football, did you?” I flinched at his crass language. A thrill shot through me. Everything he said and did was so attractive. “You are my woman.” He found his way between my legs again. This time when he leaned down I didn’t have the will to move away. Caleb’s white teeth pulled at my full lower lip and dragged it into his mouth. I whimpered as he sucked on my lip. My hands raked through his silky, dark hair and gripped the strands at the nape of his neck desperately. A moment later our mouths crushed together frantically. It was so good. I was going up in flames. The frustration, the longing, the fierce attraction that I had for this man poured out of me. Caleb had enough sense to carry me effortlessly to the closest room, the laundry, and lock the door behind us. My shirt was tossed on the floor moments later. ...