I rode his hand, clenching and unraveling. He undid his pants, pulled himself free, and slid inside me in one deep, claiming thrust.
My orgasm strengthened. It didn’t end; it dragged,pulsing around his cock, dragged out by the stretch of him filling me, sliding against every tender, overworked nerve ending. I could feel his veins, the coolness of his piercing hitting my walls, the deepness from this angle.
“Oh,fuck, Callum.”
“I know,” he growled, one arm wrapped tight around my waist, the other gripping my shoulder hard enough to bruise as he fucked up into me—slow, deep, and possessive, like he wanted to fuck the wordfiancéeinto my bloodstream. “I know.I’ve got you.”
“No,merde—oh mon Dieu—Ican’t?—”
“You can.” He kissed me. “You will.” He dragged every last pulse of my orgasm out with love and adoration, until it had nowhere else to go buthim.
I collapsed in his lap, gasping through the aftershocks while he kept moving, slow and steady, like his only goal was carving himself into me. Like this was the only way he knew how to sayforever.
“I should carry you inside,” he rasped, voice hoarse and holy. “Strip you all the way down. Bend you over the edge of our bed like a good husband would.”
“Cal—”
“That’s my name, baby.” His thrusts deepened. His breath stuttered. “Now let me finish making love to you.”
And he did.
He moved like I was something sacred and my body was built to hold him. Like I’d always been his, and now he was just reminding me.
His cock thrust through every soaked, swollen inch of me, the piercing hitting my G-spot perfectly with every roll of his hips. My clit throbbed where our bodies rubbed, the pressure building again, too soon, and yet not soon enough.
He cradled the back of my head, his forehead pressing to mine, his mouth falling open against my cheek.
“I love you,” he groaned, voice breaking.
“I love you,” I whimpered back. “I’m…”My voice faltered, because I was unraveling again. I could feel it building, hot and wild andall his.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Come for me again, baby. Let me feel it.”
My second orgasm slammed through me like a wave crashing over rock. I clung to him, cried out for him, broke openwithhim. And as my body clenched around him, he followed me over the edge with a guttural curse, spilling deep inside me, holding me so tight I thought we might merge.
Like our soon-to-be vows weren’t just something we’d say at the altar. They were already coming true in every pulse, every breath, every part of me that belonged to him now.
He didn’t let go. Not when I shook. Not when I cried. Not when I melted against him, gasping into his neck, whispering his name like a prayer.
We stayed like that, with our limbs tangled and our breath syncing under the stars. His hands softened on my waist. His lips brushed my temple, then my jaw, then the corner of my mouth like he couldn’t stop kissing me. Like the kiss was the aftershock.
He murmured something low, nearly unintelligible, and kissed me again.
“Not before you fuck me against every surface of our villa,” I whispered.
Callum huffed out a laugh, and then froze. I tilted my head to the side, brow furrowing, before I heard it. There were footsteps, and they sounded close.
Then there was a polite voice, gentle but clear: “Excuse us, sir and ma’am… may we clear the table?”
We bothstartledlike we’d been caught in a crime—which, honestly, wehad.I twisted in Callum’s lap, eyes wide, face hot, legs still fucking shaking as I locked eyes with the poor, poor private resort staff standing a respectful two meters away.
Both in crisp black resort uniforms, holding trays and baskets for the leftover fruit and empty glasses, waiting patiently, like this was just another night shift on the private beach of some very unhinged millionaires.
I scrambled to tug my dress over my exposed ass. “Oh myGod,” I whispered, burying my face in my hands, then spreading my fingers enough to watch Callum.
He blinked. “I hope you’re being paidverywell,” he called out over my shoulder, chest still rising hard.
A joke.Jesus Christ, he was making ajokeright now. And I’d never loved him more.
