“Fuck, you are so wet for me, baby. I haven’t even touched you yet.”
“Nick,” I gasped. “What the hell are you doing to me?” He rubbed his fingers up and down my slit over my underwear. My breathing got more labored. It felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest.
His gaze was intense. “I have been waiting forever to make you mine,” he groaned.
I leaned up and into him, kissing him harder than ever. Pulling away, I looked into his eyes again as he dragged my underwear down my legs. “Make me yours,” I whispered. I leaned back onto my pillow as he pushed his finger into me. I gasped, a moan escaping my mouth just as my eyes rolled back.
He leaned down and spoke into my ear before biting down on it. “No one other than me will ever touch you here again.” He added another finger, which made me moan even louder. “This is mine,” he growled.
I was nodding my head in agreement. He stopped and removed his fingers. I whimpered at the loss.
“Words, baby. I want to hear that beautiful mouth tell me this is mine.”
“It’s yours, I’m yours,” I said breathlessly. Before I could even finish my sentence, he was curving his fingers perfectly into my G-spot, taking my breath away.
This man knew what he was doing. I was mentally kicking myself for not giving in to him sooner.
I watched as his eyes grew darker and darker with desire.
“Cum for me, Callie.”
My legs shook, toes curling as my release hit me fast and strong. It was so intense; I started crying. My walls contracted around his fingers. I let out a noise I had never made before, almost as if I was gasping for air.
Nick leaned down and kissed my temple as he helped me come down from my orgasm, fingers still inside me. When he removed his fingers, he did the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life. He licked his fingers clean while staring right at me.
His eyes rolled back in his head. He let out a sexy, low groan as his tongue licked up every drop of me. His enjoyment turned me on all over again. He walked to the bathroom and grabbed a damp towel to clean up my inner thighs. I was watching him in absolute awe. He just kept that same sexy smirk on his face.
He got back into bed and laid on his back, pulling me closer to him and kissing my forehead. We fell into a comfortable silence immediately. He closed his eyes as I was still staring at his erect dick, wondering if he was just going to go to sleep or if hewas waiting for me to do something. My question was answered when he spoke.
“Good night, beautiful girl.”
I was immediately confused. “What? What about you? Don’t you want anything?”
He looked at me from the corner of his eye. “What do you mean?”
“Like, don’t you want me to…you know, take care of that? I owe you now, no?” I gestured toward his cock and the fact that it was making itself very well-known.
He sat up a little to look at me more head-on.
“Callie—” He rubbed his thumb over my cheek. "What did that man do to you?”
I blushed. “But I can—”
“Callie, you will never owe me a God damn thing for making you happy. Especially in the bedroom. I will worship you every fucking night if you will let me. I did that because I wanted to, not because I was expecting anything back. Just being here with you is everything I will ever need.”
“Nick—” I stopped talking because I didn’t trust what I was about to say. I leaned in and kissed him.
“Good night, beautiful girl.”
As I put my head down on his chest, he whispered, “Forever and always.”
Chapter twenty
Callie
Iwoke up in Nick's arms the next morning. As soon as he realized I was awake, he kissed my head and told me to stay in bed and relax. He got up and made us breakfast. He acted like nothing had changed and it was completely normal we woke up in that state. He went to shower while I ate.
He opened the bathroom door but didn't exit. “What do you want to do today?” He was turned away from me, drying his hair with the towel. When I didn’t answer, he turned to face me.