"God, Sophie—" he shouts into the side of my neck as he comes. I feel him pulsing inside of me, and my pussy clenches around him in response.
His breath is hot and heavy against my neck, and we lie like that for a couple of moments, our hands wandering and caressing. I turn my head and kiss his shoulder, his neck, any bit of skin that my mouth can reach, so full of love I can feel it wanting to burst out of me.
Callum slowly catches his breath, and I keep my arms wrapped around him, holding him to me, not wanting to lose this connection yet.
"... sweet girl..." he mumbles against my throat, kissing it and then trailing kisses up my jaw, across my cheek, finally to my lips. "I love you."
"I love you," I reply against his mouth. "I'm so happy."
"Me too," I can feel his cheeks lift in a smile, before he tenses. "Shit, I—uh, Sophie... we didn't use..."
I frown, wondering why he's upset, before I realize—birth control.
"I have an IUD," I tell him, reaching up to cup his cheek and soothe the worry from his skin. "It's not really safe for me to get pregnant right now."
I've always used an IUD for birth control as it's easier and I don't have to remember to take a pill at the same time every day. I had to switch to a copper IUD since hormonal birth control doesn't interact well with chemotherapy. I'm just really glad mydoctor had recommended it; I hadn't even thought about it, especially after Paul and I broke up.
"Not that I was really planning on having sex, but... then came you."
Callum looks at me for a long moment before a slow smile stretches across his face. "Oh, no, I think it's contagious."
"What is?" I frown, tilting my head.
"Then came you... indeed," he says, glancing down to where we're still connected, his come flooding my pussy.
I laugh loudly, "Callum, it's sexually transmitted!"
We dissolve into laughter, Callum squeezing me close until I shiver—our skin sweaty and sticking to each other.
Callum kisses my forehead, "Stay here."
He pulls out of me gently, and I pout briefly at the loss, but am distracted as I watch Callum's beautiful body walk to the bathroom.
I hear him starting the tub before he emerges with a small, damp towel. I reach for it, but he shakes his head. My eyes don't leave him as he gently cleans me, the tender look on his face, and soft touch have me wondering if I'll ever stop falling deeper and deeper in love with this man.
"Up we go—your night isn't over, my otter," Callum says, reaching for me and easily lifting me in his arms as he carries me into the bathroom. The smell of vanilla fills the air, and I notice the water's milky quality. He brought one of my bath bombs from home. When I look at him, he blushes and explains. "I had hoped that there would be a tub for you, but this clawfoot can fit me, as well. And I thought... it would be nice to have a bath together."
"Callum..." I murmur, turning to him and kissing his lips. "You're just full of good ideas."
Carefully, he holds me in his arms as he lowers us into the warm water. I reach out to shut the water off, and he settles meinto his lap. The warm water feels amazing on my aching feet and sore muscles. He wraps his arms around me from behind and kisses my neck, and I fully lean back into him, closing my eyes and reveling in the peace.
There's soft music playing from his phone, the water feels perfect and smells like vanilla, and the love of my life is holding me in his arms.
I wish this moment could stretch on forever.
"Callum?"
"Yes, baby?" he murmurs, placing soft kisses behind my ear.
"You candefinitelydo happy endings."
Chapter Thirty-Five
Callum
Joy looks good on her.
It looks right on her, like that emotion is just meant to exist on her sweet face. Even in her sleep, there's a slight smile curving her perfect lips, like she's dreaming of something gentle. It's as if her body is telling her that even in sleep,she's safe.Just seeing it makes me feel ten feet tall. I could bend steel if she asked me to.
