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Callie grabs my hand and yanks me towards her, pulling me down so that our chests collide. I don’t mind; I love the skin-to-skin contact, her softness and her warmth. I shift away slightly, trying to make sure she’s comfortable and that I’m not crushing her, but she wraps her legs around my waist. Tangling her arms around my neck and into my hair, she refuses to let go. She pulls me down, forcing us to kiss again, and I’m sure I’ve died and gone to heaven. How did I get this lucky?
My hard length presses between us, and she wiggles against me, making me groan. I have to grasp her hips to keep her still, otherwise this could all be over before it even starts. I’ve wanted Callie for more years than I can count, I’m not about to blow it now.
Pulling away slightly I kiss along her soft jawline, down her long slender neck and across her smooth shoulder. My lips are a trail of warm flames tracing a path across all the forbidden areas of her flesh that I’ve always wanted to explore, but never dared to hope I would.
I want to worship at the altar that is her perfect body for the rest of my life, but little miss impatient has other ideas.
“Tex!” she complains on a breathy groan. I bite back a smile. This won’t do at all.
Taking her hardened nipple into my mouth, my left hand plays with the other, which soon has her groaning for all the right reasons. She’s so incredibly responsive that my dick twitches every time she sighs or jerks beneath my touch.
It brings out the possessive streak in me that I have to fight hard to subdue. Her sensitivity, her submission, would be wonderous to command and coax. This isn’t the kind of sex I’d normally have, vanilla, but for Callie, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do. Even if I am itching to bite her nipple and make her scream in pleasure.
I never would though. After everything she’s been through, I’ll treat Callie like the china doll she is. Not fragile or breakable, but precious and treasured.
Kissing my way down her body, I come to rest between her thighs, but I waste no time leaning in to taste her. Heaven. I must have died and somehow gone to heaven because she’s all my dreams come true and she tastes divine.
I can’t hold back, I need to taste her cum on my tongue, to feel myself sink into her, to hear her moan my name as she comes undone.
Slipping a finger into her wet folds, I’m surprised by how wet and tight she is. I know she hasn’t slept with anyone since she was taken, and it’s been months. But she feels so ready for me. I cup her pussy in my hand, two fingers buried inside of her, my thumb brushing against her clit. I want to growl out that it’s mine, that she’s mine, but I bite my tongue. I need to calm down, not get ahead of myself, this could be a one night thing that she regrets in the morning.
Fuck.
I better make damn sure I give her a night to remember and leave her craving more. I don’t think I could handle this being for one night only. Now that I’ve had a taste, I’m already addicted. I can’t go back to friendship and cuddles when I could have her sighs and screams of pleasure.
“Tex, please!” she begs as my thumb passes her sensitive clit again. That’s better. I’d much rather she beg than complain. I replace my thumb with my tongue, continuing to pump my fingers in and out of her slowly while I suck on her small nub.
She tightens around me, trembling, climbing closer to her release. Curling my fingers to hit that sweet spot, I don't relent until she buckles and gasps my name on a prayer as she comes undone. I withdraw my fingers and lick them clean of her juices, groaning at how sweet she tastes. I’m contemplating going back for more when she twists her fingers painfully in my hair and gives a sharp tug.
“Up here. Now,” she insists.
This time I do grin at her, but give in to her demands easily.
“You don’t want another?” I ask.
“I need you in me, now.”
Have sexier words ever been uttered? I’m not about to disappoint and she sure as hell doesn’t need to ask me twice.
I reach toward the nightstand and pull a condom from the top drawer. Carefully, I tear open the foil and slowly roll the rubber down my length. Callie watches me intently the whole time. As soon as I’m done, I’m back covering her like a blanket, desperate to feel every inch of her flesh against mine. Kissing her deeply on the lips, I align our bodies and caress her skin.
Slowly, I push into her, swallowing her gasp with a kiss. She’s so wet and ready for me, but tighter than anything I’ve ever experienced before.
All I can do is take things slow, making sure I give Callie all the pleasure I can. I want to make this special for her. Hell, it’s special for me. I need it to last, to be memorable. But it’s hard to hold back when all I want to do is slam into her over and over again, claiming her as mine. Forever.
“More, Tex,” Callie begs, breathlessly. “I need more.”
I thrust a little faster, a little harder, and she gasps, raking her nails down my back. I bite back a curse. Fuck, how do I stay in control when she’s doing shit like that to me?
“Let me go on top.”
I blink at her request.
“Are you sure?” I whisper with a kiss.
“Damnit, Tex! Let me move.”
I quickly withdraw at her frustrated tone, not wanting to do anything to trigger her or end this dream.
