Page 52 of Chasing Callie

It’s not enough. I want more. I’ve wanted more of him for years and I’m done waiting.

“Stop!”

He slides his digits out of me. “Callie, I’m sor⁠—”

“Shh,” I murmur, turning around before he can react. His gaze searches mine, questioning. “You know I always wanted you.” My hands settle on the band of his jeans. “You have no idea how many nights I dreamed of this.”

In the dim light cast by the lamp in the driveway, I see his throat bob nervously.

I lean in, capturing his lips, flicking the button of his jeans open. He groans into my mouth as I wrap my fingers around his thick length. He pushes my underwear down. Smoothing my thumb over his tip, I break the kiss, resting my forehead against his. He holds my dress up and together we watch as I position myself, trading breaths. My heart thunders in my chest as he presses inside me. Our gazes collide as I sink onto his dick. The stretch makes my breath catch, and I struggle to breathe as I adjust to his girth. Knox is big and being on top is almost too much to handle.

“Fuck you’re beautiful.”

“You’re only saying that because you’re inside me,” I say with a grin, rocking my hips.

He chokes on his next words.

“Cat got your tongue?” I tease, flexing around him.

“Fuuuuuck, you’re going to make me come too soon.”

I go to say something snarky again but he catches my throat with his hand and narrows his eyes.

“Shut up and ride me, baby.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” I murmur. My hips rock all while Knox keeps a firm grip on my neck. He watches me with rapt attention, as if this is his favorite thing, and I revel in it, dropping my head back. There’s not a lot of room in the truck, so I end up grinding against him with him deep inside me. Soon enough, I’m panting, struggling to keep a steady pace.

“You feel so fucking good,” he growls. “Squeezing me tight.” He thrusts his hips up to meet mine, dragging a moan out of me.

“Knox,” I rasp.

“I’ve got you, baby.” His thumb coasts over my clit while his other hand flexes around my throat. “I want you to come with me, Callie, can you do that?”

“Yessss,” I hiss as he traces circles around the bundle of nerves.

“That’s my girl. Look at how pretty you are impaled on my dick.”

Heat spreads from my core and I whimper as he relentlessly teases my clit, hips rocking to meet mine, taking over when I start to slow down, forcing my body down his length. “That’s it, baby, right like that,” he rasps as my walls flutter around his cock.

“Please.” I’m so overcome with potent need that my voice is scarcely a whisper. Every inch of my skin vibrates with pleasure. My hands clutch his shoulders, and I roll my hips to meet his thrusts as he tweaks my clit again.

Every single touch is like a match striking. I’d gladly burn if it means his hands never leave my body. Knox is as addictive as I thought he would be, and when his gaze shifts from my body to meet mine, that fire in his eyes flaring just for me, I fall into the sensations and the world fades away as he takes me higher and higher.

Knox doesn’t gently guide me to my climax. He drags me kicking and screaming. Giving me what I don’t think I can handle, but euphoria pours through me. A drug injected straight into my veins by the man I’ve craved since I was a teenager. Pleasure like I’ve never known before at the hands of a man who has the power to break me. But as he carries me through the orgasm, gaze locked on mine, I swear I see him vow to keep me safe. To protect me in all the ways he failed to before.

My lips part on a scream that’s sure to terrify the local wildlife, but none of that matters with Knox. His mouth slams into mine, devouring my cries as he starts to pulse inside me. His moan rumbles in his throat and he rasps my name, thrusting up one last time as he releases inside of me. He holds himself deep as he paints my walls, kissing me fiercely as I gasp at the sensation, swallowing every embarrassing sound and keeping them all to himself.

Maybe I’m a sucker. A love sick fool, but I can’t help picturing me with the three of them, living out a happily ever after that’s too delusional to come true.

One can dream, though.

Chapter Twenty

CALLIE

The sounds of our breathing fills the truck. Knox’s chest rises and falls beneath my palm, and I can’t help but steal one more kiss before we have to face the real world again. His grip on my waist tightens, keeping me against him for a heartbeat longer.

“Should we head in?” I whisper against his lips.