Page 52 of Fate Forever and Always

“The oil is safe for me to swallow. Now, push my head down.”

I let her head go, and my eyes went wide. “What?” I chuckled. I thought I was dreaming for a second.

She looked me in the eye. “I said, Push. My. Head. Down. I want to choke on your cock.” She lowered her mouth, put my hand back into her hair, and pushed down. I took over. When I hit the back of her throat, it was like a lightbulb went off for her. She became a different person. She started taking me deeper and deeper each time. Within minutes, I knew I was about to cum.

“Baby, if you don’t…fuck, if you don’t stop, I'm going to cum in your mouth.”

She hollowed out her cheeks and took me deeper. I took that as the go-ahead. My balls tightened, and I was cuming down her throat. She was working her mouth up and down, working me through it.

Once she was done, she looked down at me, panting. Then she wiped the side of her lip with her thumb, licking anything she wiped away, making sure she didn’t miss a drop. The sight made me thrum with more desire.

I stood up shakily and lifted her onto the table. I pushed the robe open around her legs and stood between them. I took her into a deep, passionate kiss. Her hands went into my hair, and we kissed like we were going to die without each other.

“I want you so bad, Nick,” Callie whispered.

“Callie, you have always had me. Forever and always, baby.” I took her back into a kiss and ran one of my hands up her thigh. In between kisses, I took her face into my hands and looked into her caramel eyes. I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. “Tell me this isn’t a dream. Tell me you are finally mine for good.”

She leaned into my touch. “I’m yours, Nick.” She looked at me with so much care. “Forever and always.”

Hearing her use my ‘forever and always’, even though she couldn’t know the real meaning, set something off inside of me. I knew I would never be the same now that she was mine.

“Forever and always,” I whispered.

Callie

Nick and I returned to the hotel room soon after our massage. We stopped at one of the local food stands and grabbed some jerk chicken kabobs, which were phenomenal.

The tension between us was loud. I was trying everything I could to calm myself down on the walk back to the room, hence the stop for chicken. I knew that as soon as we got back to the room; it was do or die. We were going to have sex.

The moment the door shut, I jumped into his arms. His hands went up my back and into my hair.

“Callie,” he moaned.

I would never get sick of hearing my name come out of his mouth in that raspy tone. We were becoming ravenous. He placed me on the bed and kept kissing me until I pulled away. I was nervous, but I looked into his eyes and whispered in my best sexy voice, “Fuck me, Nick.”

He stilled. His body got tense above me, and I thought something was wrong.

“Now?” he asked.

I was a little thrown off by the squeaky decibel in which the word came out of his mouth.

“Um, yeah, I was thinking now.” I was very confused. “Did you want to wait till tomorrow or—”

“No,” he said curtly. “I’m just,” he moved from above me and sat next to me, grabbing my hand. “I told you I waited, so I don’t…I don’t want it to suck for you.”

“Wait,” I sat up, gazing at him. “That’s what you meant by there has never been anyone else? You can’t be serious.” It came out in an almost mocking tone.

“Damn, Cal,” he moved away a little. “You don’t have to say it like that. I kind of thought it was romantic.”

He pushed my hand away and got up to walk over to the ice bucket. He spun around to face me and simultaneously rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m going to grab some ice. Need anything?”

“Nick. You know I didn’t mean that the way it came out.”

He turned toward the door. “Yeah, I just need a second. I’ll be back.”

“Nick, come on, the bucket is full.” I got up to follow him and grabbed his arm. “Talk to me. We don’t need fucking ice right now.”

“Apparently, we don’t need fucking at all because you find it funny.”

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