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She’s so, so turned on, so… I move my fingers out of her for a moment, lubricate the index finger of my other hand with the cream—
I push her thighs forward, suck on her clit, massage her G-spot…and probe my lubed finger over her tight little asshole.
She gasps. I stop. I wait for her to tell me no as I continue to eat her. She doesn’t say no. I push slowly again, this time breaching her tight rim. She gasps again. And again, I wait.
She doesn’t say no. Should I ask?
Asking would make me move my mouth away from her pussy. But I owe her this. I need to hear her say it.
I lift my head. “Callie?”
“It’s okay. Do what you want.”
“All I needed.”
I push my tongue back into her pussy and slide my finger past the tight rim of her hole.
“Oh my God!” Her contractions increase.
Nice. So nice. She’s responding to the new stimulation. I knew she would. Makes me want her all the more…want what I’ll never have.
Callie Pike. My soul mate.
The woman who means the world to me.
The woman I have to let go.
God, no!
Can’t go there. Not right now. Not while this incredible woman is coming under my mouth and hands and fingers.
She continues grasping the comforter, lifting her hips, grinding against my mouth, my fingers.
And I know.
I know she’s had just about all she can take.
Which means I want to give her more.
And I can give her that now. I remove my finger from her ass, swipe her pussy with my tongue, give her clit a quick kiss, and then, in a flash, I’m on top of her with my cock inside her warm and inviting pussy.
Sweet, sweet heaven.
I meet her gaze. Her amber eyes are flaming.
The color of flames.
The color of…
The ring from the safe-deposit box.
I don’t know where it came from. I don’t know whose it was or is. But I know one thing.
It belongs to Callie. It was forged for her. No one else could ever wear it.
It will be my gift to her.
My goodbye gift.
Emotions overtake me. This can’t be. No, it can’t be our last time.
I slow down my thrusts.
As she whimpers. “Donny, please.”
But I must go slowly. I must savor this. I must savor her. “I love you,” I say softly. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” she gasps. “Always. Always, Donny. There’s no one else for me. No one else in the world.”
Her words spike into my heart. The truth of them. The utter truth of them. She means them with all her heart, and they’re no less true for me.
I can’t be with this woman, but I know there will never be anyone else for me. Not ever. My womanizing days are over. I’ll never be a husband. A father.
None of that matters anymore. Without Callie, it’s all meaningless.
I open my mouth to profess my love once more, but my climax sneaks up on me, and I release, emptying into her body. Emptying into her soul.
This orgasm is so complete, so necessary, that for a moment, I almost feel like I’ve been propelled out of my own body. My spirit looks down from above the room. I see myself, the tan of my skin, the muscles of my thighs and back. And I see Callie. Beneath me, her eyes open and meeting my gaze. The utter trust in her eyes. Trust and love and eternal devotion.
Then I’m back in my body with a forceful thud, easing out of her and moving to one side.
She turns toward me, her gaze questioning. “Donny?”
“God, I love you,” I say, my arm over my forehead. Sweat pours out of me.
“I love you too. That was…amazing. Except it was so much more than that. It was…spectacular. It was…”
“Doesn’t exist,” I say absently.
“What? What do you mean by that?”
“Sorry. A word. A word to describe it doesn’t exist. It was…kaleidoscopic. Except that’s not right either. It connotes only visual. Euphoric. Still not right. It means intense excitement and happiness. Not enough.”
“You could invent a word.” She smiles. “Like lawyers do, as you told me.”
God, she’s fucking adorable. The joking we shared, when life was a little less complicated. Before my father was shot, before I breached my ethics, before I brought Callie into this mess… Before everything.
How can I get along without her now?
I clutch her to me, our bodies as close as two can be without actually being joined by the act itself. I inhale the sweet fragrance of her hair, slide my lips over the silk of her neck.
I imprint it all on my mind—all that is Callie Pike—and I make a silent vow.
I’ll fix whatever’s worrying her. I’ll make it all go away. I’ll secretly fund her family’s ranch and winery. Rory and Jesse’s music. Maddie’s college.
And Callie’s law school.
