“What do you think, darling? Think we should stay for a while?”
Calista doesn’t glance around the hanger. Her eyes never make it to the mismatched couches, the miscellaneous kitchen appliances or the makeshift office space we built Jasper.
She just looks at me and smiles.
“Feels like home.”
Cheers go up and suddenly we’re being crushed together, thrown in the middle of a group hug that’s sweaty and greasy but so fucking perfect.
“Welcome to the crew, Calista.”
Jasper grins and presses a kiss to her cheek, his brown skin flushed with the endorphins filling the air.
“I hope you brought that hellcat with you.”
“Fuck yeah, I heard you can drive.” Fanning himself, Horace can barely contain his excitement, “You’ve got to compete with us at the burnout this week. Christopher has been the reigning champion for far too long.”
Amusement dances through Calista’s gaze when she glances at me.
“He does have a neat trick when it comes to racing.”
Mae grins, “I like her already.”
“Alright, let’s simmer down. Calista and I need to get some sleep after a long plane ride.”
“Is that code for sex?”
“Goodnight, Horace.”
He huffs, “You better not use the communal showers.”
I flip him off, dragging a smiling Calista from her sea of admirers.
“I mean it, Christopher. Don’t you dare-
The door closes and I waste no fucking time.
Pinning Calista to the frame, I hike up her legs and wrap them around my waist. Shove my tongue down her throat and listen to the purr vibrating along my tongue.
“I thought we made up on the flight over.”
Pushing back against the doorframe, she grinds her pussy against my jeans, rubbing herself all over me until it feels like I’m about to fucking burst.
“You sucking my cock beneath the seat blanket was not enough.”
Lifting her up, I walk us over to the bed that’s been waiting for her.
“Hips up, darling.”
She grins, watching me strip off her leather pants like an animal.
“In a rush?”
“Fuck yeah, I am.”
Blonde curls spill across my sheets as Calista throws her head back and laughs. Lets out a cackle that washes over every fucking piece of me.
“If I could listen to that sound for the rest of my life, I’d die a happy man.” Dropping to my knees, I grab her ankles and drag her towards the end of the bed, “Morning and night, darling. That’s all I want to hear.”
