Page 109 of Screwed
“I want you inside me.”
“Yeah. I will be. Believe me.”
He kissed her hip bone, found her knee with one hand, and pushed it up and back. He slid his other arm under her hip to hug her other thigh and licked her with slow, adoring strokes of his tongue. When he licked over her clit, her hips jerked and lifted against him.
“Yeah, baby.” He used one thumb to open her more to his tongue. “So sweet.”
Damn, he needed to be inside her now. He unbuttoned his shirt and ripped it off, then stripped off his pants, underwear, and socks. He yanked open the top drawer of his dresser to reach for a condom, then paused. “Do we need this?”
She moved her head from side to side on the pillow. “No. I haven’t had sex with anyone but you since I came home from Europe, and I got tested then.”
“I’ve been tested, too, and I’m good. You’re on the pill?”
“I have an implant.” She gestured toward one arm.
He moved back between her thighs on his knees, nudging her legs wider for him. He fisted his stiff dick and stroked it up and down through her creamy center, brushing the head over her clit. His balls tightened even more at the root of his cock, sizzling pleasure licking over him like flames. Touching her like this…with nothing between them…was fucking heaven.
Trembling, she opened her eyes, and he held her gaze steadily as he stroked her. Her stomach muscles tightened. “Fuck me,” she whispered.
“You are so fucking hot.”
“Hot for you.” She reached out again and grazed her fingertips over his chest and abs, all the way down to his pubic hair and the base of his cock. His muscles twitched, and his skin burned.
He found her entrance and pushed inside, all the while holding her gaze. They stared into each other’s eyes in an intimate connection that made his heart expand hard against his sternum. He couldn’t look away as her body closed around him, almost unbearably hot and tight, skin to skin, and he pushed in slowly, watching her face closely. “Okay, baby?”
“Oh yeah.” Her hips moved, changing the angle, taking him deeper. She lifted her head to watch them join, and damn, that was sexy. He thrust deeper. He reached for one of her hands, laced their fingers together, and began to fuck her, lifting her other leg higher.
Her gaze returned to his face, and he fucked her hard, deep, joining them in exquisite intimacy. She curled her fingers around his and held on tight, the bed bouncing with every thrust. Her eyes heavy-lidded, her lips wet and parted, she looked so goddamn beautiful it made his heart hurt.
He never thought he’d have this. He’d loved her for so long, from such a distance, closing his heart off because he’d never thought she could be his. He’d had a lot of sex with a lot of women, but it had never been like this, her eyes so clear and open he could see right to her heart. And she saw right to his.
She loved him, too.
A groan climbed his throat as his heart filled with love and pleasure twisted in his body. Callie’s eyes widened as her orgasm built, then closed, her body tightening, squeezing him. Electricity shorted out his brain, and a ball of fire exploded low in his belly, burning through him, his balls, his cock, flashing up his spine. He fell over her, burying his face in her neck as wave after wave of hot pleasure rolled over him, pulsing through his veins. His entire body seized with unbearable bliss, his mind blanked by ecstasy. “Love you, Callie,” he gasped into the soft skin of her neck.
“I love you, too, Cash.” Her arms wrapped tightly around him, and her mouth opened on his shoulder in a long kiss. “I love you, too. So much.”
God, those words, those words he’d never thought he’d hear from Callie. Emotion swirled in his chest. He shifted to his side, keeping them joined, and held her like she was the precious gift she was. “I want you to know…that you’re everything to me. You’re smart and sweet and beautiful and talented. It kills me that you haven’t been told that every single day of your life. You’re the most important thing to me. And you always will be. I promise you that.”
She made a noise in her throat like a sob, and he drew back to peer at her face. “Th-thank you,” she said, then sniffled. “Coming from you…that means so much. Because I know how loyal you are, and that you’re a man of your word. And you mean everything to me, too.” She feathered a touch over his bruised eye. “I’m so sorry you two fought.”
He blew out a breath. “It’s okay.”
“No it’s not.”
His lips quirked. “We’re guys. It’s how we communicate.”
She huffed out a laugh. “Oh my God. No wonder the world is such a mess.”
He smiled into her eyes, pushing hair off her face. “You’re right.”
“I never realized you had this violent streak in you. First that bar brawl. Now fighting with Beau.”
“That was actually the second time Beau and I fought.”
A crease appeared between her eyebrows. “What?”
He fingered her silky hair. “The first time was when I caught him cheating on you.”
