39. Pearl and Cal 2

Pearl

This man was doing insane things to my body.

Suddenly, his hand was gone, and I nearly sagged with relief. I needed a minute.

Cal didn’t care. The blunt end of his cock lined up with my waiting entrance. I tensed involuntarily, knowing penetration was imminent.

Hands moved beneath my jersey, tugging down the cups of my bra to toy with my nipples. My hips thrust back, and he slid in that first inch.

I heard him hiss behind me. “Please tell me you’re on birth control.”

Shocked, my head whipped around to look at him.

Big mistake.

Cal lurked like a giant behind me. Every tendon in his neck pronounced as he held himself back from thrusting deep inside me.

Those blue eyes were so clouded with lust that I had to bite back a moan, knowing I was the cause.

Not waiting for an answer, he slid in another inch, and I gasped.

“Pearl,” he groaned in warning.

If he was asking about birth control, that meant he was raw-dogging it. We were already playing with fire, and he was trying to ensu