Callie’s face relaxes with a blissful glow, and then she does what only she can do, and surprises me yet again.
I groan when she rolls to straddle me. “Callie, wait?—”
Oh fuuuck.
She hums a breathy sigh, relaxed and radiant as she sinks down onto me, inch by glorious inch. There’s a spark of determination in her stare that has me gripping her hips when she’s fully sheathed around me.
“You’re going to finish this before we’ve even started.”
Mischief dances through her gaze as her thighs clench at my sides. She wiggles despite my hold, making me sweat.
“Callie.”
I’m given an adorable pout that has me raising up to cup her face. Still seated inside her decadent warmth, I smile against her sweet lips while coaxing stubborn kisses from her.
“You’re the only thing in my life that feels clean,” I utter hoarsely.
The confession slips, rough and raw, not elegant in the slightest.
And still, she murmurs, “And you’re the one thing in mine that feels safe.”
We seal our words with hushed kisses, and when she starts to rock against me, I lie back and buck my hips up to meet her.
“Jaxon,” she cries out as softly as she can manage. “You’re so deep. You feelsogood.”
Her nails dig into my scalp when she brings her chest to mine. I bury my face into the crook of her neck, drowning myself in her scent, branding it on my fucking soul.
“Please come for me, baby.” She holds me tighter as I whisper to her, grinding her hips forward and back. “Please. I need it so badly.”
“Jax…” Her thighs threaten to break my ribs, and I’d be the luckiest man alive if they did.
“Callie, your pussy, baby… You’re taking me so well. Now all I need you to do is?—”
She clamps her teeth on my shoulder, and her muffled shout sends a lightning bolt straight up my spine. Her hips lock me in place as another orgasm splinters through her, and helpless to stop, I thrust until I’m coming as deep and as hard as I possibly can.
White-hot pleasure tunnels through me until I’m breathless, pumping in and out until I’ve filled her completely.
“Fuck,” I rasp.
She litters my forehead, face, and neck with soft pecks. “Pretty much.”
When she tries to lift off me, I pull her back and roll us so we’re facing each other.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I ask, blinded by the sheer radiance of her.
“Nowhere.”
She rolls her eyes, only to squeal when I pinch her ass.
“That’s what I thought.”
I drag her to my chest, resting my chin on the top of her head. When I drape my arm around her, she hums before curling into me, not bothering to move, even when I eventually slip out of her.
“Jaxon,” she murmurs. “Are you asleep?”
I open my eyes, startled awake by her voice. “Shit. I guess so.”
My temple buzzes beneath her touch when she shifts to play with my hair. She watches me with the kind of soft adoration that would bring me to my knees if I were standing.
