Page 34 of Darkness Falls

"Come on my face, wanderer. I want to watch you fall apart for me."

With my fingers still inside of her, curved up and hitting the spot I know drives her wild, I dive back in and eat her like she's my last meal.

"Kyler!I'm going to come!" she screams as her fingers tighten in my hair.

My tongue swirls around her clit at a consistent pace, keeping up with the rhythm of my fingers. I don't mess with the orgasm building inside her. She needs this. My eyes never leave hers as I feel her shudder before tasting her release on my tongue. I lap up every bit of it, letting her ride out her high. When I finally pull my fingers out of her, all I can do is stare.

"You look gorgeous."

She grabs me and pulls my face to hers. Our lips collide, and I know this is where I was always meant to be. She is my home. I lose myself in the feel of her lips on mine, giving her the upper hand. She rolls us over and straddles my waist. My hands instantly find her hips, and she sits back as she grinds her wet pussy against my cock.

"You always make me feel so good. Let me take care of you for once," she says as her hands trail down my shirt. She pushes it up and runs her fingers along my chest. If she wants to take control, I am more than willing to let her have it.

"You can use me however you want, whenever you want, wanderer.” I smile.

She lifts herself up and slowly sinks down onto my cock. I feel her stretch around me inch by inch until she bottoms out. She gasps, and her head tips back in pleasure as she grants herself a moment to adjust to my size. Her hips grind forward and backward. I can feel her wetness coating me with every thrust as she picks up her pace. She looks and feels like a fucking goddess.

"That's it. Ride me, wanderer. Make us both come."

Her inner walls pulse and squeeze as she glides up and down. She moans, and I use my grip on her hips to help guide her movements. We thrust into one another over and over as the energy between us builds. I get to a point where I'm not sure if I can hold out any longer, but she interrupts my thoughts.

"Kyler!" she screams as her pussy clamps down on my cock.

"Yes! Scream my name while you come for me."

She does exactly that, soaking my cock, and I empty myself into her one thrust at a time. She finally folds onto my chest, panting for air, and I wrap my arms around her. I roll us to the side, keeping my cock tucked up inside her because I'm not ready to leave her warmth yet.

"You always know exactly what I need," she tells me as she snuggles into my hold, peacefully content.

"I love you, Callie. Nothing will ever change that."

"I love you too, Ky, so much that it scares me."

"Get some sleep, beautiful. You've had a long day. We'll take things one day at a time, and you don't have to worry about anything. You're home now, and I'm not letting anything happen to you ever again."

She laughs and rubs her nose against mine. "You might need to take your cock out of me so I can go clean up."

"Not yet, just a few more minutes," I say, holding her tighter.

"Fine, a few more minutes." She giggles, and I forget about the last few months without her. Having her here again is the only thing that's important.

Chapter 16

Callie

Iwake up in Kyler's arms and almost feel the need to pinch myself. I can't believe this is real. They actually came for me and got not only me but also my mom out of that place. My father is dead.

Ky looks so peaceful when he sleeps. My eyes scan his chest, and I take in the new scar a few inches from his heart. It seems both of us have new scars now. He pulled his shirt off after shutting the lights off last night, so I haven't had a chance to examine it until now. I run my fingers along the raised skin and let out a heavy breath. He could have been taken from me forever.

Barrett and Seb caught me up on most of what happened when we were on our way back here. They said it was touch and go for him, and he was in a coma for a few days. I wish I was there when he woke up. I lean in and place a kiss on his scarred skin before resting my head on his chest. I'm so thankful that he made it. I don't know what I would have done if things turned out differently.

He stirs under me, and I look up at him. A smile spreads across his face, and he pulls me on top of him. His hands holdmy hips as my bare pussy hovers over his hardened length. We didn't bother sleeping in our clothes last night, and now I’m thankful for it.

"Good morning, wanderer."

"It is a good morning, isn't it?" I giggle and grind on him.

He groans, and he digs his fingers into my hips. "As much as I would love to be inside that sweet pussy again, I think we should head up to the house."

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