Page 26 of Bound By Secrets

“You got my eyes tattooed on you?” I nod and a slow smile takes over her face as her eyes stay glued to the ones painted on my skin.

“What’s the other tattoo then?”

I swallow nervously, pulling her hands into my lap and just staring at them for a moment, building the courage to look back up at Callie.

I sit up and move forward a tad and motion for her to look at my back. She eyes me curiously before crawling across the bed and moving behind me.

I don’t hear anything for a while, no gasp, no shaky breathing, nothing. It’s making me nervous.

After a moment, the bed dips as she moves back around in front of me, her face wet with tears but a huge smile still on her face.

“Wings and a halo?”

I nod. “For our little angel,” I rasp, emotion swelling inside of me.

“I love them, every single one of them, but you’re crazy, Ryk, for inking all of these onto your skin.”

“No, baby, I’m not crazy. I’m obsessed. I got these tattoos so that you’d be with me at all times, no matter where I am. Your name is etched across my heart because you own it; it belongs to you, and I know that it always will. The wings on my back represent the little life that we created together, the one that was taken away from us too soon.” She peers up at me with tear-filled eyes and a soft smile gracing her lips.

“Your eyes are on my arm because they were the first part of you that I fell in love with, and they’re one of yourmanygreat features. Being away from you was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I got these tattoos so that I had a permanent reminder of the woman that I love. I needed them, Callie, because I needed you, but I couldn’t have you.”

She leans forward and captures my lips with hers. My whole body ignites, nerve endings tingling as her lips move against mine and her hands come up to cup my face.

She’s kissing me. Callie is kissing me…

It's not just a simple kiss, either. It’s filled with raw emotion, passion, love, and hunger. Her hand snakes around the back of my neck and her fingers twine into the hair at the nape of my neck, tugging lightly, and making me groan. Using that to her advantage, she slips her tongue into my mouth.

She pulls back, breathing heavily, eyes bouncing around my face. “You can touch me, Ryker.”

“Oh, thank God.” My hands clasp around her hips, and I pull her into my lap so that she straddles me. I pause to make sure she’s okay with the positioning, and when she nods, I dive straight back into the kiss.

Chapter Fifteen

Ryker

Ican feel myself growing hard as Callie softly grinds down on me, and her plump lips enclose around mine. My hands loosely hold her hips, softly guiding her back and forth along my growing length.

I hiss out a breath as she grinds down harder, causing more friction. My hands slide under the hem of her top, stroking along the curve of her hips, causing a soft moan to drift from her lips. My lips leave hers to travel down the length of her neck and her hands tighten their hold on my hair as she whispers my name. I nip at her neck and my dick jumps, along with my heart. She’s enjoying this and I’m beyond relieved.

“Ryker, I need more.” I pull my head back, seeing her flushed cheeks, parted lips, and glistening eyes. I smirk and let my hands travel up her midsection until I meet the lace cups of her bra.

“More?” I ask. She nods, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. “Take it off, Pretty Girl.”

She hesitates at first, glancing down at her top, and then she draws in a deep breath, reaching for the bottom of it and slowly lifts it.

My eyes catch on the faded bruise marking her skin, but I conceal my reaction and pretend I haven’t noticed.

This is Callie’s moment, and I need to make sure it’s perfect. My hands lift with the top as it passes her shoulders and then she pulls it over her head.

My gaze catches on pink lace, the colour so light that I can easily see her pebbled nipples underneath. My hands circle around her back, brushing over raised scars, causing my movements to stall for just a minute. I quickly push myself to continue until my fingers are resting against the clasp of her bra that’s keeping her perky tits hidden from me. My eyes lock with Callie’s once she’s thrown the top onto the floor and she leans forward to kiss me softly.

“You can take it off.” I grin at her permitting me and unclasp it. She pulls the straps down from her shoulders and the lace falls away from her, dropping between us.

My eyes fixate on her hardening nipples. When I reach my thumb up and graze it across one of them, her back arches, pushing her chest towards me, and her thighs clench at my sides. I lean forward to take her puckered nipple into my mouth, causing a surprised moan to fall from her mouth.

"Holy shit!" I smirk at her whispered curse. My teeth tweak her nipple as her hands travel across my broad shoulders, slipping down my chest. Fingers grasping muscles, breaths panting.

I move my mouth over to capture her other nipple and pause as her hands reach the button of my jeans. I tentatively grind my hips up between her legs, and our cores meet, brushing against each other.

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