Page 41 of Risk
“So,” he drew the word out, “you don’t have a job anymore?”
“Not at the moment, since your season just ended.” I watched as he took in my words. His hands grasped me harder, and his eyes widened.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“I’m here if you want me, even though I know you can do this without me.” I ran my fingers through the waves of his brown hair that had grown out more since I last saw him.
“I don’t want to do anything without you, Aspen. I’m sorry I waited so long to tell you this, but I love you, Aspen Belle.” My breath stopped at his words while my heart started racing like a stampede of horses. “Say something.” He swallowed visibly as if he had a rock in his throat.
Leaning forward until our lips were only a breath apart, my hand moved down to the nape of his neck and held on. “I love you, too, Cal.” With each word I spoke, our lips brushed together, but on his name, he swooped in and gave me the most perfect kiss of my lifetime. It was soft and sweet one moment, and then hard and full of promise the next. When he licked along the seam of my lips, I opened to him, wanting to taste him again. To make sure this moment was real and not a dream with me back in the suite waiting for the race to start.
“Is this real?” I asked when we broke apart to breathe.
“More than real, baby. We need to get back to the hotel now before I take you in the back of this car,” he groaned against my mouth.
For the rest of the ride back to the hotel, Cal kept me firmly on his lap as we kissed and whispered that we loved each other over and over again. I’d never heard sweeter words than those three words uttered by him in the back of the car after his championship win.
“I’m never going to let you go. Not now or ever,” he promised as he walked behind me over the threshold of the room with his hands on my hips. He hadn’t stopped touching me since we reunited at the track.
He guided me toward the bed, making us almost trip over the suitcase I’d left there earlier. Cal looked around the room for a second.
“Where’s the rest of your stuff? You had more than this when we traveled before.”
“That’s another thing I was going to tell you, but I wanted to make sure you still wanted me.”
He moved to stand in front of me and furrowed his eyebrows. In the next instant, he went down on one knee, holding my hand in his. “Aspen Belle, of course, I still want you. You’re the love of my life. The woman I can’t exist without, who I want to grow old with and to be by my side forever, will you please do me the great honor of becoming my wife?”
Overcome with joy, I fell into his arms, crying. “Are you sure about this?” I wanted to make sure because I was ready to take this leap with him, and I was only giving him this one chance to back out.
“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. Please grow old with me, have babies with me, and make me the happiest and luckiest man in the entire world.”
“Yes,” I cried out.
In one smooth move, he picked me up off the floor and stood before laying me out on the bed and removing my dress. “Fucking hell, you’re beautiful. I want to lick and kiss every inch of your body and then start all over again. First, I’ll start here.”
He pressed his nose into the fabric of my panties and made a dramatic show of taking a deep breath. “This right here is my home.” Hooking his fingers into the sides, he pulled them down my legs and threw them across the room.
His head disappeared between my legs, tongue licking up my center. “Heaven,” he muttered against my slick folds. My back arched up off the bed, wanting more, impatient for even a second without his mouth on me. Resting my foot on his shoulder, I opened up for him. Giving him all of me, and he took it. One hand gripped my hip, keeping me in place while the other spread my lips open as he dove in and assaulted my clit with his skilled tongue.
With each flick and swirl, my body climbed higher until I was shaking and begging him to fuck me.
“I want you to come on my tongue first, and then I promise to fuck you all night long.”
His words were music to my ears. I grabbed his hair and pulled him into me, desperate for his touch, his tongue.
When his lips clasped onto my bundle of nerves and sucked hard, I fell over the edge. Fireworks shot off into the night as fire whipped through my entire being. As I slowly came down, my body went lax as he lapped up every ounce of my release.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to eat you every day and night for breakfast and dessert.” He moved onto his knees between my legs before he picked me up and sat me on top of him. Draping my arms around his neck, I lifted up and slowly sank down onto his thick cock. I loved how big he was. How he filled my core to almost painfully full. When I was fully seated, we both let out a groan.
“Fuck me with your sweet, tight pussy,” he ordered. His hands went to my hips. I started off slow, wanting to relish the moment of us finally being together again. Wanting the first time we made love as an engaged couple to be special.
The tips of my sensitive breasts rubbed against the hair on his chest, driving me higher and higher with each movement until I couldn’t take it anymore and started to move faster. With each downstroke, I circled my hips and ground my pelvis against his, causing the most delicious effect.
“I’m close,” I muttered against his mouth.
Sweeping his tongue into my mouth, he slid one hand up to pinch my nipple, sending me into hyperdrive. I lost all coherent thought after that moment. I was lost in a space of blacks, blues, and purples as I moaned into his mouth.
When I came back into myself, Cal pulled me down with one final thrust as he released inside of me. Holding him tight, I peppered kisses all over his face until he opened his blue orbs and smiled at me.
