But there’d been something about him that had made her feel safe. Which was ridiculous, because anyone with two eyes could see he was huge and likely dangerous. But she’d just had this gut feeling that he wouldn’t hurt her.
Her hands slipped around his neck. “We shared the ice cream that night, and it worked out pretty well for us…so let’s share the load tonight. It’s heavy. I feel it too. But together, we’ll be okay.”
He lowered his head, his breath whispering against her ear as he said, “I hated wondering if I’d get to you in time. I want you safe, in my arms, always.”
When his mouth grazed her cheek, she shuddered. Then his lips trailed down her neck, and she felt the hem of her shirt rising.
“Lift your arms for me, honey.”
She did, and he tugged her shirt over her head. A second later, her bra hit the floor with a small thud, and air brushed against her breasts.
“Perfect,” he whispered before his head dropped and his lips wrapped around her nipple.
She groaned as he sucked, her head tipping back, fingers digging into his shoulders. There were other people in the house, so she couldn’t scream, but God, she wanted to. To let the entire world know what this man did to her.
His tongue flicked her hard bud back and forth, his fingers spanning her waist. He switched to her other breast, his tongue drawing circles around her nipple, while he reached for the button of her jeans.
“Up.”
She had to roll his word around in her head a couple of times before it made sense. Everything was a haze. Eventually, she pushed up and he slid her jeans and panties down her thighs. His mouth returned to her nipple, sucking it like it was candy, as his hand moved between her thighs.
He stroked her clit, and she gasped. He did it again, but this time the noise from her lips was more of a groan.
God, he knew her body so well. What she liked…what she needed.
His thumb started a circular motion around her core as he continued to suck and tug and lick her nipple. It was torture and ecstasy and a million other things.
Then his fingers slipped inside her, and she barely held herself together. He started a deep thrust of his fingers, his thumb continuing to circle and massage.
Jesus, she needed to touch him.
She reached for his jeans, her movements almost desperate. When she finally pulled out his cock, he stilled, fingers inside her, thumb pressed to her clit.
She slid her hand over his length. That’s when his chest started moving again, but this time fast, his breathing coming out almost as a hiss. She explored every inch of him, adjusting her speed and pressure to what she knew he liked, rolling her thumb over his tip.
Every little sound he made, he made for her and what she did for him. And that made her feel hot and powerful and likehis.
He lifted his head and his mouth found hers, his tongue plunging inside.
She’d barely released him before he positioned himself at her entrance.
“I love you.” Her whispered words dropped into the air, heavy and important. “From that first day when you tried to take my ice cream, I knew it would be you and me.”
His fingers curled around her neck, his forehead touching hers. “I love you so much it hurts, Callie. Your absence created a hole inside me. I was empty. And now I’m not.”
She lifted her head and kissed him as he plunged inside her. She tried to cry out but he swallowed the sound. He started moving, sliding in and out of her. Deep, even thrusts, setting a rhythm that drove her wild.
His fingers dug into her hips, likely the only thing keeping her on the counter.
When his mouth shifted to her cheek, she threw back her head, biting her bottom lip in an attempt to silence the sounds that threatened to break free.
He tugged her closer to the edge of the counter, thrusting deeper. Harder. Hitting a new point inside her.
Oh Jesus. She couldn’t hold on much longer. But she wanted to. God, she wanted to stretch out this moment. Make the bubble they’d created last just that bit longer. It felt safe and good and intimate, everything she so desperately needed.
His hand slipped between her thighs, and he rolled her clit with his thumb while his mouth closed over her nipple again. He sucked hard and she shattered.
Lock liftedhis head and watched as ecstasy washed over Callie’s face. As her eyes closed and her head tipped back.
