Page 254 of Securing the Pucking Rebound

“Not the same in a hotel,” he mutters.

All too soon, the elevator dings, announcing our arrival, and we spill out. The second we’re in my apartment, though, Calvin continues what he started.

“I want to be inside you,” he tells me as he pushes me against the wall, hiking my leg around his waist. “Been hard for you for hours.”

He’s not lying, either. It was impossible to ignore the boner he was sporting on the plane earlier. Not only did I notice it, but I made sure to graze my fingers over it, teasing him at every opportunity.

Knowing I affect him as much as I do is a heady feeling.

“Calvin,” I whimper when his erection rubs against my clit. “Your gift.”

“I’m sure it can wait. Unless you bought me a puppy.” He pulls back to look in my eyes. “Did you buy me a puppy?”

I can’t help but laugh. “No, I haven’t got you any kind of living creature.”

He smirks at me.

“Good. I don’t want to have to divide my time. At least, not yet.”

“W-what do you mean?” I ask, my head already spinning with what he’s doing to me.

“When we have kids.”

I twist my head to look at him.

“W-what?”

“What?” he asks, the most adorable crease appearing between his brows. “You want kids, don’t you?”

“Y-yeah. I just…I didn’t realize we were thinking about it already.”

“I hate to break it to you, darlin’, but I’ve been thinking about it since recognizing you in the club that night. The second I saw you, the future I always wanted laid out before me. It was always you, Sienna. Always.”

I grip his jaw and drag his lips to mine, kissing him hungrily.

“I want that future too. Everything. With you,” I say between kisses.

He doesn’t let me say anything else. Instead, his tongue licks into my mouth as he continues to grind against me.

“Need inside you, darlin’,” he confesses when he pulls back, breathless.

“Then why aren’t you? Couch,” I demand, and he instantly pulls me from the wall and walks through my apartment.

In only seconds, he’s lowering himself down before lying back and tucking his hands under his head.

“Take me, darlin’. Do whatever you want to me.”

The wicked look in his eye makes more heat flood toward my core.

My hands drop to his fly, and in seconds, I have the button open, the zipper pulled down, and I’m tugging them down his thighs.

His hard cock springs back against his stomach, the tip already glistening with precum.

As much as I want to taste him, tease him, I want him inside me more.

Climbing from the couch, I drag his pants down to his knees before shimmying out of my leggings and panties. I don’t bother removing my top; I’m too impatient to feel him.

I climb back on top of him, and he watches with dark, hungry eyes as I drag the head of his cock through my folds, coating him in my juices.