Way to go, Callie. Open mouth, insert foot.
“Are you trying to tell me that you’re falling for me?”
“No. That's not what I meant.” I close my eyes and groan. “God, how did I not see it. You’re cocky inandout of your disguise.”
“Keep talking like that, and I'll show you just how cocky I can get.”
“Promise?” I tentatively slide my hand down his stomach.
He grips my wrist, stopping me before I can reach for his belt buckle. “Not yet. You’re not ready.”
“I think I can judge that for myself.”
“Do you remember watching me? Do you remember what you saw?” He closes the remaining distance for me, pressing my palm against the impressive bulge in his jeans. “Whatthislooks like?”
My breath hitches as I recall the stack of piercings that climb up his shaft, marking every inch. A laugh escapes, and pretty soon I’m dissolving into a fit of giggles.
He glares at me. “What’s so funny?”
“The… tin… man,” I say, each word punctuated by a gasp as I regain my composure. “You match.”
I snort and cover my face.
“Callie baby. Are you alright? Do I need to call my mom to give you some kind of psych eval?”
I shake my head and swipe the tears from my eyes. “I’m fine, I swear.”
“Are you gonna tell me what that was all about?” he asks.
I giggle again. “Mm no. I don’t think so.”
He rolls on top of me, caging me between his muscled forearms. His mouth descends on mine, and I’m swept up by an uncontrollable wave of desire. His lips are soft and unyielding.
The kiss gentles, his tongue lightly caressing mine. I melt into him, sliding my fingers into his hair.
When he pulls back, we’re both breathing hard.
“That’s my favorite sound,” he murmurs.
“What sound?”
“Your laugh.”
Jaxon
I tilt my head to the side and study her face. She’s a vision with her kiss-swollen lips and her flushed cheeks. Her eyes are pleading, but I won’t give in.
“Don’t look at me like that.”
“I’m not fragile, Jax. I won’t break.”
“I might. Being with you might be the end of me.” I press a kiss to her forehead, my lips lingering on her skin. “I want to take my time. I want to learn your likes and dislikes. I want to wring every ounce of pleasure out of your body, but I can’t do that if I don’t know what works for you. I don’t want to cross any boundaries you’re not ready for.”
“Three years of my orgasms already belong to you. You know me better than anyone.”
“Those were empty words. Touching you, learning your body, that’s something completely different.”
“So, touch me.” She takes my hand and places it against her right breast. It’s more than a handful, her soft flesh spilling out of my calloused palm. “Please.”
