Society Girls: Rhieve by Crystal Perkins

cursing and giving me praise.
    I start to squirm since I'm understanding what he meant earlier. Despite him being bossy, I know I'm in control right now. He's going to come soon, and it's going to be because of me. The power is heady—and hot. I have to fight the urge to touch myself again as his hips start moving. He's fucking my mouth now, but since I have that hold on his base, I'm only taking what I can.
    A couple more minutes of him and I working in unison, and then he's coming. His roar is so loud, I'm sure it quiets the room, although I'm focused solely on Calum. The warmth and salty taste of his semen as it shoots down my throat. The slowing of his hips, and tensing of his other muscles. The way his hands are now caressing my scalp, taking some of the sting away. He doesn't need to do that, since I surprisingly liked that touch of pain. I love that he’s doing it, though, taking care of me like I mean something.
    He's still hard when he pulls out of my mouth, and pulls me to my feet. His kiss is possessive again, but tender at the same time. "You are so fucking bloody amazing; I can't stand it."
    "That means you're going to make me come now, right? I need to come, Cabe."
    "Of course, love. I would never leave you wanting. For anything. Ever. "

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    C alum
    God, I am in so much trouble. Or maybe I'm just in Heaven. That was the best damn blow job I've ever had in my life. So good that I'm still hard as steel even after coming like it was my first time. I've had semis after a good one before, but nothing like this. I'm not even going to try and deny that this is mostly because it's Rhieve. Chet and those other morons were some lucky sons of bitches and they didn't even know it. Thank God they didn't. I may never have had this goddess with me if they'd appreciated her more.
    Right now, I need to worry about taking care of her. That's she's getting off on watching, and now sucking me off, is making me even harder, and I didn't think that was possible. I grab a condom from one of the many bowls around the room, put it on, grab her hand, and jump into the nearest pool. She's sputtering when we break the surface, but I push her against the nearest ladder, and let her know what's going on.
    "Here in the water, no one will see much. I'm going to roll down your hot little shorts, and take you from behind. The most they'll see is the sides of your ass. I don't want anyone hearing the way you cry out for me, so you bite down on your arm, my arm, whatever it takes if you can't hold it in."
    "Thank you," she whispers back. There's something weird about her voice, but I decide to ignore it for right now.
    "This is for me as much as you, love."
    I roll down the tight material, and enter her in one hard thrust. There is going to be nothing sweet or slow about this fuck, because I want it over with as quickly as possible. After a few thrusts, I can tell she's not into it, but I need her to come so I can, too. I won't go twice without her.
    "Come, Rhi. You feel so damn good, and I need you to come for me."
    She squeezes my cock, throws her head back, and lets out a yell. I'd be mad that she just let everyone hear her if that was really how she sounded. It's not. She just faked her fucking orgasm. My cock can't tell those pussies clenches aren't real, so the traitorous muscles lets loose inside her. I hide my face against her neck, because even though everyone just saw me a few minutes ago, it feels wrong right now.
    I say nothing to her as I withdraw and pull her shorts back up. She climbs up the ladder first, and I follow, disposing of the condom before putting my clothes back on. Rhieve is flushed so they all believe that was real. I see it in their smiles and smirks. I play it up, kissing her neck as I lead her out of the room.
    I bypass the main room, and take her down the hall to my office once again. "What the fuck was that?"
    She starts to shake and collapses into one of my chairs as she sobs. "I-I couldn't...the