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“You have me,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. And then Wyatt was pulling her camisole up and off, kissing and nuzzling her breasts. She clung to him, crying out as he laved at her nipples. His big hands slid to her pajama bottoms, and then he was shifting, sliding them down her legs. “Callie,” he got out, staring down at her in wonder. The moonlight shone on her skin, peeking in through the slats of her blinds. Normally she’d feel embarrassed and exposed, but with the way Wyatt was looking at her, she simply felt cherished. Beautiful. “You’re stunning.”
She opened her mouth but no words came out. The way he was looking at her. Had a man ever stared at her that way? She had ex’s, guys she’d been with in college. This night didn’t compare. This was an entirely different realm than any past experience she’d had. Her gaze drifted down Wyatt’s body, tracking over his chest until she saw the tent in his boxer briefs. Wyatt was hard, aroused, and ready because of her.
“I want to taste you,” he said, seemingly in no hurry as he ducked down to pepper kisses across her belly. She sucked in a breath, the feel of his lips and stubble on the sensitive skin of her stomach a sweet torture. He was so close to where she needed him but took his time, seemingly knowing that he was building her up, dragging it out. Her hands flew to his head as he finally kissed his way lower. His mouth hovered above her sex and then he shifted, his hands gripping the sensitive skin behind her knees. Wyatt bent both her legs, spreading them apart as his hot gaze took in her bare sex. His muscled arms wrapped around each leg, holding her in place as he moved closer. She didn’t have time to react again before he was feasting on her, licking and tasting, his lips sucking her clit into his mouth.
“Wyatt!” she cried out.
There was no slow build-up anymore. Wyatt’s complete focus was on the swollen bud that throbbed for him. His tongue flicked over the tiny nub, a sob breaking free from her lips. Shockwaves of pleasure washed over her, and she wanted to both push him away and pull him closer. Her fingernails dug into his shortly cropped hair, sparks of pure pleasure shooting through her. Her pussy clenched down around nothing, but she couldn’t do anything to ease the ache building inside.
“Oh God, oh God,” she moaned, helpless to even buck her hips against him, Wyatt’s thick arms still holding her legs apart. She tried to move closer, farther away, anything. Wyatt had her pinned in place, at his complete and utter mercy. He sucked even harder, his wicked tongue never letting up, and as her pussy clenched, she finally exploded, surrendering to him as she saw stars.
“Callie, sweet Callie,” he murmured, bringing her back down with soft licks and gentle kisses. Her pussy throbbed, slick and swollen from his attention. Her hands ran over his head, but she was without words. He eased her legs back down, and she felt weightless and sated, every last ounce of pleasure wrung out of her. Wyatt shucked off his boxers, fumbling with his wallet to grab a condom.
“You’re sure?” he asked after he’d sheathed himself. His cock bobbed against his stomach, but he held himself completely still, waiting for her answer. He’d stop if she wanted. Kiss her again and hold her close.
Her body ached for him, and she reached out, trying to pull him closer. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
He ducked down and kissed her, hard, and then they both groaned as his cock slid through her folds. He was big and throbbing, and she couldn’t wait to feel all that male hardness inside her. Callie eagerly reached between them, gripping his length, and Wyatt hissed. “Careful. I’m barely hanging on.” She loosened her grip as Wyatt lined himself up, notching the swollen head of his cock against her core. Their eyes met in the dim light, and her breath hitched.
“Take me,” she begged.
She didn’t need to ask twice. Wyatt pushed inside, her body stretching to accommodate his girth. The man was big everywhere, and she moaned as his thick cock penetrated her inch by inch, stroking her inner walls. He was thick and throbbing, and she cried out at the exquisite pressure, the feeling of fullness incredible. Wyatt finally bottomed out inside her and stilled, letting Callie get used to him. She breathed in, clinging to him, helpless before this man.
“You’re perfect,” he murmured thickly, his lips brushing against her own. “So damn perfect. I can’t believe I found you.” And then there were no more words, their bodies doing all the talking. Callie wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Wyatt, clutching him to her. His forearms rested on either side of her head, caging her in, and he kissed her so softly, she thought her heart might melt. His cock filled her completely, and Wyatt kept a slow and steady pace, easing in and out.
Callie could feel an orgasm building again, her body reacting to him on an almost primal level. She inhaled his spicy scent, felt his warmth and bulk atop her, heard his guttural sounds of pleasure. Wyatt thrust harder, the base of his erection rubbing against her swollen clit, stealing her breath. “Oh God,” she whimpered as Wyatt did it again, catching her cries on his lips. He shifted, his mouth at her neck, his biceps bunching, and bucked into her harder, his careful control finally wavering. Her inner walls clenched around him, squeezing his dick, and she tried to match him stroke for stroke, her hips moving of their own accord.
“Callie,” he grunted out.
“More. Oh God—more!”
His thrusts deepened, his body pistoning in and out of her sex. She was slick with arousal, her body gripping his like a vise, as she gasped as she began to see stars. Wyatt slammed into her again, and white-hot pleasure exploded through her, sending her soaring as she screamed out his name.
Wyatt was right behind her, grunting as he bucked and then stilled, burying his face in her neck as he muttered her name on his own release. They were both panting, breathless, as Wyatt rolled them to the side, their bodies still joined. His hands were everywhere—caressing, soothing. Gradually, he slid free from her, and he muttered something about taking care of the condom. Wyatt was back a moment later, wiping between her legs with a warm washcloth, much to her embarrassment.
“I got you,” he said, returning to their bed a moment later and collecting her in his arms. Their bed. It felt like theirs. She’d still never spent the night at Wyatt’s place, didn’t even know small things like his birthday or favorite football team. Callie knew he was hers though, body and soul. His lips pressed against her temple, and he whispered the words she’d already felt during their lovemaking. “I love you. So much it scares me, but I’d do anything for you.”
Tears smarted her eyes, and she kissed him, feeling his hands pulling her close. “I love you, too, Wyatt. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m not letting you go.”
He searched her gaze then kissed her softly. “You don’t have to let me go, because I’m yours. Sleep, sweetheart. It’s late. I’ve got to be on base early, but we’ll talk more tomorrow.” He kissed her again, lingering. “And I plan to make love to you again and again when I’m not so exhausted already from an op.”
“Go to sleep,” she told him. “We have plenty of time.”
He smiled, already drifting off after their bout of lovemaking and his intense week away. His arms pulled her close, Wyatt clearly wanting her pressed up against him. They were skin-to-skin, her curves pressed up against his muscles, and she felt safe and complete with his big body against hers.
“Sweet dreams,” she said softly.
He tightened his arm around her. “Sweet dreams, Callie honey. I’m right here.”
Chapter 19
WYATT LISTENED TO CALLIE shriek in surprise two weeks later, the volleyball flying toward her head. Hudson jumped in as she cowered, easily hitting it back over the net. “Geez, thanks,” she said breathlessly, laughing as she clutched her hands to her chest. “That was a close one.”
“No fair!” Alexa joked. “He’s not even on your team!”
Hudson shrugged as he continued walking by, not concerned in the least that he’d jumped into the game.
Austin just looked amused, his laughter trailing across the sand. “Don’t worry, we’ll beat ‘em,” he told Alexa, a huge grin on his face. “And we won’t even need to cheat.”
