Page 22 of Fated Secret Baby

He growls but complies.

My hands tug at the edges of his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Soon, I pull at the edges of his belt, desperate for what I know he can give me…

“Wait,” he murmurs

I pause, my hand on his belt buckle. “Orion?”

“I want you,” he rasps, his voice hollow. One of his hands moves up and down on my leg, causing goosebumps to chase over my skin. “Do you?—”

“Yes,” I whisper.

It’s all the permission he needs.

I squeak with surprise as he rises, and I wrap my legs around his waist, clinging to him as he walks us backward. When we get to the bedroom, he tosses me on the bed and descends on me. He slowly unbuttons my dress. One button at a time. Every button opened earns me another kiss, no matter how hard I press myself up against his lips.

It’s torture.

When he gets to my waist, I scrape my nails against his scalp. “Faster,” I whisper.

He chuckles against the skin of my belly. “I’m savoring this, Calista.”

I groan at my name.

When he finally unbuttons the spot over my panties, I can’t take it anymore. I hook my thumbs in the sides of my thong and pull, dragging the last few buttons holding my dress together with it.

“Impatient,” he growls, his lips skating over the soft part of my belly. It doesn’t even occur to me that he might see the stretch marks from Juniper. Until he traces them lightly, kissing every single one. I don’t say anything, but the movement makes my throat feel tight with emotion.

Until he licks at my center, and I cry out.

Orion presses forward, pushing my legs apart with his shoulders. He laps at me, growling, and my eyes roll back in my head.

I’m so close. I press his head down, hoping he will just go a little longer, just right there…

When he stops and pulls back, I whine. “Why did you stop?” I pant. I’m so needy for him, it hurts.

Orion’s smile is wicked in the dark. “I want you to come around me, Calista.”

I groan again.

He takes his belt off, finally, and pulls his jeans down. My eyes trace the curves of his muscles down, then widen at his thick erection. There’s no way it got bigger in the past five years. Right?

He takes his hand and runs it over his cock, looking down at me with hooded eyes. “Do you want me, Calista?”

I nod.

“Say it,” he growls.

“I want you,” I respond.

There’s no point in hiding it. I widen my legs.

Orion growls and leans forward. He fits himself against me, and when he presses inside, we both moan.

“You feel so good,” I pant.

Orion grunts and starts to move.

I gasp as I cling to his broad shoulders. “Orion…”

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