Page 56 of Chasing Callie

“Fuck, Cal,” he rasps.

That desperation. I memorize the sound as I position myself and guide him toward my center. I’m already so wet and filled with need I don’t waste time with foreplay. The tip of his cock presses in, and I roll my hips, testing the fit, delighting in the hiss Jax releases.

His eyes are hooded and I hold them as I sink onto his length, mouth parting as my walls stretch around his girth. Fuck he’s so big. He palms my ass, squeezing as I grind with him deep inside of me. My head falls back, and his hands curve around my body, slip under the shirt and cup my breasts, pinching and tugging on my nipples as I rock back and forth.

“That’s my girl,” he murmurs as I start to move faster. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

My gaze flies to meet his, and he smirks, curling up to tug the shirt over my head. His lips seal around my left breast, and I cradle him to me as I ride him, body vibrating with pleasure. Warmth floods through my veins, and when he bites down, I moan, walls pulsing around his thickness.

He chuckles and moves to my other breast, swirling his tongue over my nipple and teasing me with his teeth. My breaths come in heavy pants as I try to keep my focus, keep the same pace. His length fills and stretches me in the best way.

Jax bites down again.

“Jax.” His name tumbles from my lips, and something about it flips a switch. One moment I’m straddling him, and the next my back is hitting the mattress, legs wrapping around his middle as he cages my head between his forearms. Our gazes clash seconds before our lips do, our kiss full of need as he slams into me hard and fast.

I use my legs to keep him deep and tilt my hips until he hits deep enough that my lips part. At this angle, his length glides over my g-spot as he slams into me. Fuck, it feels so good. The sounds coming out of me as each thrust caresses over it would be embarrassing, but every one that escapes has him deepening the kiss. He threads one of his hands into my hair and he pulls, tugging my head back and exposing my throat. His kisses trail down to that sensitive skin and he sucks and kisses and nips until I’m begging for release.

Desperate to come, I grab his ass and shamelessly rub my pussy against his lower stomach, rocking as he pumps his hips and pulls my hair.

“Please, please, please.”

“That’s it, baby, let my brother hear how you beg,” Jax growls in my ear. “Let him hear how good I take care of this pussy.”

My focus zooms to Brax, who is wide awake, watching my face as Jax pulls out and drives in so hard he forces a moan out of me. This is definitely a sin. Fucking someone while someone else watches, but I’m not stopping and neither is Jax. If anything, knowing he has an audience makes him work that much harder.

“Eyes back on me, Callie,” he all but growls, pulling my hair again and making my neck arch.

My body yearns for releases, and as Jax’s thrusts get a little rougher, I start to burn. The fire starts at the tip of my toes. His body slamming against mine in a steady rhythm driving the flames up my legs. His lips on my throat trailing that heat up my torso.

Every nerve tingles, so intense and overwhelming none of the words that tumble out of me form a sentence. “Fuck, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Each word is a little higher, a touch more desperate.

“Yeah, Cal, you can take it, can’t you?” he rasps in my ear. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”

His hips rock into mine, like he’s trying to break me, and I relent to his control, and when I finally do, that’s when worlds collide. My moans are half feral. Nails digging into his skin as I cling to him, begging him to take me all the way. My walls flex around him and his cock jerks in response.

“There she is,” he murmurs, quickening his pace only a little. Enough to keep me out of my head and in the moment, where he owns my body and I’m simply his. Every part of my body tightens, a taut string between us, and with the next thrust, it snaps.

Pleasure cascades through me, my cry throaty and deep. Stars burst across my vision, and Jax follows me into the fray, thrusting deep and hard, hot cum spraying against my walls. The wet heat shoves me into another orgasm, and I swear I scream, clutching Jax like my life depends on it as he fills me.

He collapses on top of me, bracing his weight on his forearms to keep from squashing me.

“Well, fuck,” Brax says. “Good morning, I guess.”

Jax laughs, burying his head against my neck with a groan.

The sound makes my heart squeeze. I bite my cheek and glance at Brax. “Sorry.”

He narrows his eyes. “No you’re not.” My face heats, and Brax chuckles, rubbing his jaw. “I’m a little jealous.”

Jax lifts up, catches my lips in a kiss before whispering, “Go take care of the big baby.”

“You’re not going to be jealous?”

“Stop asking silly questions,” he says, groaning as he slides out of me and a rush of fluid follows. “Damn, we made a mess.”

“Jax,” I say with a laugh, covering my face in embarrassment.

“Missed you too, Alley cat.” He bites my stomach, making me gasp, and then he crawls off the bed, strutting toward the bathroom, naked ass on full display.