Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 102731 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102731 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 514(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
I was inside Callie. After all these years, she was here with me.
I started to fuck her, like I’d never fucked her. She grasped at my arse, as she tilted her hips frantically to meet my thrusts. Her undulations made me slide in deeper. Shivery heat sparked down my spine and tightened in my groin.
“Fuck,” I huffed. “You feel so amazing, so right. So good, tight, hot, so perfect,” I muttered incoherently as I moved over her.
Her lips parted on her pants of excitement; her thighs pressed to my sides as I drove into her body. I moved to grip her wrists again, pinning them back down on either side of her head as my drives increased in speed and strength. The whole bed shook as I growled Callie’s name over and over.
“Nothing’s better than this, than us,” I panted hard. “Say it.”
Callie moaned, shaking her head.
“Say it, Callie. Say you need this. My cock, me, fucking you.”
I felt her inner muscles ripple around me as surprise flared again in her eyes.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this?” I groaned as ecstasy built inside me. “You in my bed, that look on your face as I pump into this sweet pussy.”
“Lewis!” Suddenly she was coming around my cock on a gasp of shock. It felt so amazing, her tight inner muscles squeezing me, that I couldn’t hold back my release any longer.
“Callie!” I tensed between her legs seconds before I came, my cock pulsing inside her. Bliss shuddered through me as I poured myself into her.
It felt never-ending.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come that hard.
Never.
I’d never come that hard.
My muscles turned to liquid as I slumped over her, pressing my face into her throat as I tried to catch my breath. She smelled so good. Even now, I wanted her all over again. But then I felt Callie tense beneath me. Panic flared.
Not wanting to give her time to run away—to ruin this—I lifted my head, stared deep into her eyes, and saw the confusion and sadness in them. I wanted to erase all of it. So I kissed her. Hungry, wanting, devouring her so she didn’t have a chance to overthink. I broke the connection only to pull my T-shirt over my head and throw it away.
Then her hands were on me as our mouths crashed together again. Soft strokes across my pecs and around my back, fingernails biting into me as our hips began to undulate against each other. I was growing hard inside her.
Shit.
I pulled out, and she gasped with the sensation. Eyes hot on her, I dealt with the used condom, throwing it into the rubbish bin by my bed, before grabbing the second condom out of my wallet and moving over her body. “Last one,” I told her as I ripped it open. “Better make it good. Take your dress off.”
“Only because you asked so nicely.” She smirked, pulling her dress up, revealing every inch of her. Her abs were defined, her thighs lean and strong, which suggested she still did martial arts or at least worked out, but her hips were slightly softer, her waist curving with more definition.
And Callie’s breasts.
Fuck, I’d be dreaming of them for years to come.
Larger than I remembered, and still perfect, with dark pink nipples that made my mouth water. “You are a walking wet dream.” I drew one of her nipples between my lips and sucked.
“Oh!” Callie arched into me, her legs wrapped around my waist as she caressed my back.
I licked and laved and sucked at her until she was crying out in pleasure, then I moved onto the other nipple until it was just as swollen and flushed from my attention. Trailing my lips down her stomach, taking my time, I touched every inch of her, memorizing her slopes and curves until she was imprinted on my palms.
Looking up at her as I lay with my head between her thighs, memories washed over me. “Do you remember the first time I licked your pussy?”
Her lower belly rippled as her nostrils flared and cheeks flushed.
Callie liked dirty talk.
Also noted.
“I remember,” she whispered.
“I remember how you came on my tongue,” I whispered hoarsely. “How it felt to know I gave you that.”
“Lewis …”
Afraid to let thoughts of her other men intrude, I bowed my head and thrust my tongue into her. Her familiar taste cascaded over me.
“Lewis!” she cried out. Her hands clutched at my head as her thighs tightened around my shoulders.
Satisfaction thrummed through me. Taking her clit between my tongue and teeth, I sucked and licked until Callie’s cries of pleasure filled my bedroom. And I didn’t stop. Holding her hips tight in my grip, I held her captive while I tormented her clit until it was swollen and she was soaked. I kept going. I wanted her to remember this for the rest of her life.