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She was alone, rolling on the bed, caught in a nightmare. That would have occurred to me if I’d spent a second thinking, but I’d heard her distress and ran instead.
Callie shouted, crying in her sleep. She was damn near about to throw herself right onto the floor, so I grabbed her shoulders.
“Hey,” I said softly. “Callie.”
“No!” She struggled against me, beating my chest with her fists, so I pulled her into my arms and crooned into her ear.
“You’re just dreaming. Hey, Callie. It’s okay.”
She woke enough to realize where she was and tightened her arms around me, shuddering against me. The thin, silky tank top she wore was like nothing between us. Her nipples hardened against my chest, and I thought back to how each one felt under my tongue.
“You’re okay, baby. Just a nightmare.” Thebabycame out on its own. But damn, it felt natural to call her that.
She nodded against my shoulder. I could feel her swallow hard a few times before she leaned back to look at me.
“Thanks, Blake.”
I stroked her cheek and pushed her hair back from her face. “You okay now?”
“Yeah.”
I didn’t move to leave. Last time, she’d asked me to stay. I wanted that.
I wanted to stay there in her bed more than anything.
Much like the time before, she leaned close again and rested her cheek against my neck, as if the nightmare had wrung her out. As if being close to me helped. I held her, letting myself rub my cheek against her hair. I stroked her back, and she pulled herself in, close and tight against me.
Before long, the silky material of her tank top was in the way. I slid my hand inside it to touch the soft, warm skin of her back as I caressed her. She shuddered against me, then whispered in my ear.
“Blake.”
Her voice caught as she said my name, sounding so full of need. I slid both my hands up her back. When she leaned to look up at me, I cupped the back of her neck and pulled her into a kiss.
Callie went boneless, like she was melting against me, and let me explore her mouth with my tongue. I don’t think there’s a man alive with blood pumping through his veins who could have held anything back at that point.
I pushed her down on the bed, intending to take full advantage of the fact that no handcuffs were in the way to make any movement awkward or difficult this time. I dragged my lips down her body until I cleared the hem of her tank top, then I kissed my way back up, pushing the thin material as I went. I cupped her breast, my palm pressing against her hardened nipple. I licked up her long, graceful throat and her jaw, until I could taste her mouth again.
Then I hooked my fingers into the sides of her panties and dragged them down and out of my way. When I settled between her legs and licked, Callie gasped, her whole body twitching. Her pussy throbbed against my tongue, and the groan that tore out of me sounded like somebody else, somebody desperate and hungry.
I tried to go slow, to draw it out for her, but the rich scent and taste of her drove me wild. Callie was like the finest delicacy, a tiny morsel served in the center of a China plate, mean to be nibbled and savored. But I was a ham-fisted barbarian who felt like he hadn’t eaten in weeks. I just wanted to gobble her down and keep coming back for more.
Her clit throbbed beneath my mouth, and her pussy clenched around my tongue when I pushed it as deep inside her as I could. The little whimpers she made caused my cock to jump every time.
I could feel that she was close, so I spread her wide with my thumbs. And I let myselfdevourher.
“Blake!” she cried out, arching off the bed as she came. She was ambrosia against my tongue, a rich elixir that didn’t quench my thirst but made me hungry for more.
When her thigh muscles went limp, I didn’t stop. I sucked her until they were trembling again, and I knew the pleasure was building to a peak again. Then I mouthed my way back up her body to suck one of her tits and pull at the hardened nipple with my teeth and tongue.
She arched against me, desperate to come again. Her hand wrapped around my cock, and I hissed at just how close to the edge I was already. I kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
Callie tugged at my cock, her thumb gliding over the head and sending pleasure down to my toes. “Let me,” she said licking her lips.
Damn, I wanted to see her pretty mouth stretched around my cock. Just imagining how that would look was almost enough to make me blow in her hand. But I had to have her, so that particular pleasure would have to wait.
“No,” I whispered against her mouth as I nudged her spread thighs further apart with my legs. I took her hands in mine and pressed them above her head against the mattress. Then I rocked forward, my cock finding the right angle on its own like a heat-seeking missile that found its target.
I slid home, then I held her hands in place with one of mine and hooked the other under her thigh so I could slide half an inch deeper. I groaned and rested my forehead against hers as she squeezed around me.
