“Been dreaming about stripping you out of this dress all goddamn night,” I whisper against the shell of her ear.
My hot breath ruffles her hair as I slide the straps down her shoulders until the dress is pooling at my feet.
She’s left standing there in nothing but a nearly transparent strapless bra and a matching thong. I can just make out the neatly trimmed tuft of curls between her thick thighs, hidden behind that flimsy scrap of fabric. She’s a goddamn vision, that’s for damn sure. “Want you naked in my bed tonight.”
“Ok,” she says airily.
I scoop her into my arms and lay her down on the right side of the bed nearest the window before heading into the bathroom to gather a few things.
When I return, Callie is lying on her side with her hands balled under her chin. She looks good in my bed, like she belongs there.
“Close your eyes,” I murmur. “Let me take care of you.”
She remains still with her eyes closed while I gently wipe off her makeup, exposing the faint freckles across the slope of her cheeks. When I’m finished, I press my lips to the tip of her nose.
“I know you’re tired, but you shouldn’t sleep with your contacts in.”
She sits up just enough to take them out and set them in the case I’m holding, and she eyes the glass of water on the nightstand and two little white pills. “What are those for?”
“You had a lot to drink. Don’t want you to have a headache in the morning. Open.”
I place the pills in her mouth and help her wash them down.
“Are you real?” she asks.
I slide my hand around the nape of her neck and peck a playful kiss on her lips. “Does this feel real to you?”
“I don’t know. Better try again just to be sure.”
I repeat the motion, only this time there’s nothing playful about it. My tongue delves into her mouth, and she responds in kind.
Suddenly, she doesn’t seem tired in the least. All of my nerve endings are firing on overdrive as my arousal surges through me. She tugs at the collar of my shirt and pulls me over her body. “Jax. I need you.”
My teeth nip at her bottom lip before I pull away, leaving her breathless. Her expression turns to one of disappointment.
I chuckle darkly. “Don’t worry. I’m gonna give you exactly what you need.”
She nibbles on her bottom lip, watching on bated breath as I strip out of my shirt and jeans in quick succession, tossing them into the hamper. I’m certain she can see the outline of my erection tenting my boxer-briefs, and my piercings pressing against the taut fabric.
Her breathing picks up as my eyes rake over her from head to toe. It only takes me a second to decide what I want to do next. Her eyes follow me as I stride around to the other side of the bed and lie on my back. “Sit on my face and ride.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Get over here and put that pretty pussy where it belongs.”
“Jaxon. That’s ridiculous. I’m too heavy.”
“Baby, if you don’t get over here right now, I’m gonna spank that ass raw.”
She jolts from the force of my threat, but it’s not fear I’m seeing—it’s raw, unadulterated hunger. She crawls to his side of the bed and drapes her leg over.
I pull her thong to the side and swipe my fingers through her arousal. “Is this all for me?”
“Mhm.”
“Then sit. I’m fucking starving.”
“Jax…”
