It’s all out in the open now. Korbin knows I want him, and he’s on his way over. I’m throwing caution to the wind. I want this guy; I want his body, and I don’t care how crazy I’m being. He assumed I’d sleep with him, and he was right.

I’ve changed my clothes, and now I’m dressed in nothing but a short black silk gown. It’s simple, but it’s sexy. I’ve turned down the bed, and as soon as Korbin gets here, I want him in it.

That’s my doorbell. I press the button for the intercom. “Hello?”

“Hey, Callie. It’s me.”

“Great! Come on up.” I press the buzzer, standing here excited and with butterflies.

After a few minutes, there’s a knock on the door. I open it. There’s Korbin in dark slacks and that burgundy shirt, all fit and gorgeous.

“May I come in?” he says staring into my eyes like a predator deciding on what to do with its new catch.

“Yes, please do.” He walks past me. I shut the door, and then I turn to face him.

“It’s hard to find a place to park around here,” he says.

“I know, but you made it.”

“That I did.”

We stare at each other and then I take a few steps closer to him, but as soon as I raise my hand to touch his face, he pulls away from me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask him.

“How do I know you’re not using me?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

He grins at my question, moving closer to me. It’s then that I notice how wet I’m getting, how wet I already am. He walks behind me and places his hands on my waist. I’m silent. I feel his breath more on my left shoulder than my right. I’m unsure of what he wants to do, but I’m not nervous with this handsome, hot head.

I’ll just play along, not getting too forward. I may have sucked him off, but I don’t know his style when it comes to this. He’s still a mystery to me. He pulls me against his hard chest. He feels so fucking good. “Korbin is a real macho,” I whisper.

Before my mind can drift to the day I saw him punch Zach; he puts his lips on my neck. I shut my eyes tight.

“Do you want me?” he whispers into my ear.

Before I can answer, he nibbles my earlobe softly, lubricating it with his wet lips. My body relaxes even more as he continues to bite. Now he’s removed the left strap of my gown, exposing my left breast. His hand cups my tit, squeezing it gently, caressing my hard nipple. Now my other strap is down, and my silk gown falls to the floor. I stand there, leaning against him, naked and hungry for this incredibly handsome man.

My body can’t take much more of this torture. I reach for his bent neck, but without warning, he turns my body to face him. All I see now is a very handsome devil ready to devour me. My body is exposed under the bright light overhead. He stares at me from head to toe, and as he does it, I fear I’m going to get so wet a river will trickle down my leg.

“You’re fucking, beautiful,” he says. “Fucking, beautiful.”

“Thanks,” I’m so turned on the word barely comes out.

I unbutton his shirt, remove it and throw it on my sofa. My mouth opens. His arms and torso are well built, like a carved Greek warrior. A series of tattoos cover his right shoulder and arm. I can’t help myself. I put my hands on his chest, rubbing them over the skin before he draws me closer to him locking his lips with mine. We kiss hard and furiously. I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands are in my hair, on my back, on my butt.

I press against him, feeling his enormous cock hard against the mound of my pussy. He kicks off his shoes, but I don’t wait for him to do the rest. I unbuckle his belt, unzip his pants and pull his pants and his underwear down his legs. He drags his feet out and kicks his pants and underwear to the side.

We kiss again. And then he sweeps my feet off the ground without breaking our kiss. Carrying me, he finds my bedroom and walks toward my bed, placing me gently on it. I’ve put an unopened condom package on the sheet.

Then, he gently breaks away from my lips kissing my neck softly down to my cleavage. He kisses one breast white caressing the other, but he avoids my hard, aroused nipples.

“Bite!” I utter to him with a faint voice almost inaudible to me.

He keeps avoiding my nipple without giving my word a single thought. I pull his head to the direction of my left nipple, not ready to play his game. He gives in, sucking my nipple hard. I let out a soft moan as his teeth gnash my nipple gently. He moves to my right nipple doing the same to it but with my letting out a much louder moan.

His lips move down to my stomach until he reaches my belly button. Then he stops for a moment allowing his lips to moisten my navel.

He tugs my legs apart, and on impulse, I put them on his shoulders. He kisses my clit, and I close my eyes with my mouth open in enjoyment but without making a sound. I hold on to his head, finding it hard to contain the sensation his tongue gives when it strokes my pussy.

My nipples are hard, my pussy is wet, and before I know it I’m close to coming. But he abruptly stops as if he can sense it. He drops his lips on my mouth, kissing me again, harder than the last time. I taste myself on his lips. Then he moves his mouth back to my nipple, biting it hard, making me scream out.

I’m on fire. He grabs the condom, without me having to tell him, and pulls the rubber over his cock. He shoves himself into my wet pussy, and I moan loudly with each push of his meat.

He’s as big as a horse, but my pussy swallows him up. I let out a loud moan not able to hold the pain and pleasure to myself. He rams me, each time harder than the former.

And then, without warning, he’s flipped me over with my ass facing up. He’s over me now, his penis inside my vagina from behind. He hits that spot over and over, and I can’t hold it. I come, and I come hard, and almost soon after, so does he.

After some time, he slides off my back. We lay side by side, breathing heavily.

“Do you want to stay over?” I whisper, my guard completely gone.

“Sure,” he responds.

I close my eyes. All I want to do is fall asleep in his arms.