Page 51 of Fate Forever and Always

Her laugh was contagious. She was trying to be sassy, and it was working. It was also hot as fuck. She had been acting so timid since last night, and I was starting to worry for a second. Callie is not a timid woman by any means, and I don’t want us getting together changing that fact. I don’t want us gettingtogether to change much of anything. Except, of course, the added benefit of making love to my dream woman.

“Ya know, you have a very flat ass, Nicholas,” she laughed.

I turned my head and peered at her over my arm.

“Are you making fun of me, Sweets?”

She moved her hands onto said flat ass and tried to squeeze it. “Maybe a little,” she winked.

There's my girl. I put my head back down.My girl. Callie is finally mine, and I can't fucking wait to tell the whole damn world. She put her hands on my lower back and kneaded her fingers into my tight muscles. She gave my back attention for a few more minutes before asking me to flip over.

“I don’t know if that’s the best idea at this moment.” I gave her a side-eye.

“Why? Is little Nicky coming out to play?” she mocked. She was laughing at her own joke until I grabbed her arm and pulled her toward me. I sat up and put her hand just hovering over my lap, but not quite touching me. I heard her breath catch.

“Do you want to see just how not little ‘Little Nicky’ is?”

She stared into my eyes and gave me silent permission. I used my other hand to push her hair away from her face and placed it behind her ear.

“Words, baby.”

She never took her eyes off me. She bit her lip. “Yes, I want to feel you.”

I lowered her hand onto me. She instinctively gripped me through the towel. I let out a low growl, bit down on my bottom lip, and let my eyes roll back. She let out a whispered gasp.

I looked back at her and my voice came out strained. “Not little, baby. Especially not when you have had your perfect hands all over me.”

“Not little,” she repeated. She was staring into my eyes, and she moved her hand up and down, increasing and decreasingthe pressure she was using. The towel was still between us. It was causing a bit of friction. She must have noticed my wince because she dragged the towel away, and my dick jutted toward her.

Before putting her hands back on me, she asked, “Ready to continue?” Her voice sounded uneasy.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Without taking her eyes off me, she gripped my length and ran her thumb over the tip, capturing the small bead of pre-cum that had developed. She put her thumb into her mouth and sucked.

"You are so fucking sexy." I pulled her toward me, claiming her mouth. She put both her hands on my bare chest and pushed back, breaking the kiss. She moved her mouth toward my ear.

“It's my turn to make you feel good.”

God, I love this woman.

She grabbed the body oil and looked at the label. I was about to question her, but then she put a drop in her hand. She wrapped her hand around my cock and began stroking up and down. My eyes rolled to the back of my head again. The warming oil felt so fucking good.

“Lay down,” she whispered against my ear.

“I can’t—fuck, I don’t want you to stop,” I said between heated breaths.

“I won’t.”

She kept one hand on my cock as she guided me onto my back. I closed my eyes so I could fully enjoy her hands on me. One hand continued to stroke me while the other was massaging my shoulder, then down to my peck.

“Does that feel good? Are you relaxed enough yet?”

“Fuck yes.” I opened my eyes and peered at her. Her bottom lip was pulled into her teeth with a playful smile. I closed my eyes, and she removed her hand from my cock. I startedto protest until she leaned down and her hot mouth wrapped around me.

“Holy fuck.” My hand instinctively went into her hair. “Baby the… the oil is…”

My body felt like it was on fire. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was trying to keep my noise to a minimum, but she was so fucking good at it. She pulled her mouth off me with a pop noise and laughed.

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