Page 92 of Secrets Hidden In The Glass

“God, Callie, you make me crazy.”

“You,” she whispered, tracing her fingers along his lips. “I want you to go.”

He sucked the tips of her fingers into his mouth and bit down gently. “I’m going to fill you up again.”

“Yes.” She moved her lithe body, her hips pistons of pleasure as she worked him to the edge.

He dragged her mouth to his in a demanding kiss, involuntarily jerking up several times as he came on a loud groan.

She feathered kisses along the sides of his mouth as he fought to catch his breath. “I like doing that to you—making you lose control.”

“That makes two of us.”

“I like watching you have an orgasm.” She smiled as she snagged her lip with her teeth. “This vein right here bulges in your neck,” she said as she traced it.

He loosened her hair from the bun she’d made and watched her golden tresses cascade around her shoulders. “I should probably warn you that we’re in for a long night. I’m not on call and I plan to have sex with you as often as my friend down there will let me.”

She chuckled then traced his lips with her tongue. “I’m willing to accept the challenge.”

He stood with her, using one arm on the side of the tub to help him, creating a wave while water dripped off them in steady streams. “Let’s grab ourselves a couple of towels and get you settled in bed.”

“What about you?”

“Oh, I’ll be there.” He stepped onto the mat and started through the bathroom to the bedroom. “I was planning on hanging out on top of you for a while.”

She laughed as she snagged two towels on the way. “I think this is going to be a night to remember.”

“Damn straight.”