Page 37 of Fall Into Me

She pulled a laugh from me, soft and unrestrained and only in existence because of her. How she didn’t already know thatshe was everything I’d ever wanted and needed and dreamed of was still beyond me.

“I’m sure, baby.”

“Okay, good.” She looked down, her fingers fiddling with the hem of my shirt before she looked back up, letting me get lost in those eyes that looked more honey in the golden glow of the light pouring through the window of my living room. “Because me too. I know too.”

I kissed her. I’d been kissing her for the last eight months, and it hadn’t been enough.

“I love you,” I whispered against her lips, wanting the words to embed themselves there, to find their home there, so that there wouldn’t be a day in her life she didn’t know what she was to me.Whoshe was to me.

“I love you,” she said back, eyes holding that determined, steely glint they did when she was on a mission. When she needed to do something, and no one was going to stand in her way.

Both her hands settled on the sides of my face. “I am so in love with you, Fane Mackenzie. Do you hear me?”

I did. I heard her, and all I could do was pull her back to me. To kiss her again.Tasteher again.

Cali’s arms went up, and I pulled the shirt up and over her head. A routine we’d practiced over and over. I could predict everything down to the second.

The blush that bloomed on her chest and moved up her neck, turning the apples of her cheeks the most delicious shade of peach when it mixed with the honey tones of her skin. How her dusky nipples tightened into peaks, making my mouth water. The way her breathing hitched the moment I closed my mouth around one. The shiver that racked her body when I used my teeth, biting hard enough to sting.

I knew that it drove her crazy because, every time, without fail, she started to circle her hips. Grinding herself against the hard length of my cock until I slowly started to lose my mind.

“Rose,” I gritted out. Pulling back to watch the way her hips moved over me.

“I want—” she started but cut herself off. Sometimes, she surprised me and said exactly what she wanted. What she wanted to do to me. What she wanted me to do to her.

“What, baby?” I was literally panting at the sight of her, still watching the way she moved and doing my fucking hardest not to blow in my pants. “Tell me.”

“I want you inside of me.” Her voice was a hushed whisper, a tangle of nerves. Just hearing them come out of her mouth caused an involuntary thrust of my hips.

“Fucking Christ.” It came out a choked sort of cry. She was in control, and I fucking loved it.

“Fane.” She moaned my name like it was the most delicious thing in the world. Cali stilled her hips, and a grunt of frustration tore from my chest. My eyes shot up to hers, and I could see the way her chest was heaving just as fast as mine. “I want to fuck you.”

Her eyes were hooded. Molten pools of all of my dirtiest fantasies wound into one single look, and she didn’t take them off me for a second. Not when her hand dipped below the waistband of my sweatpants and she wrapped her slender fingers around my cock, pulling me out and running the swollen head along the seam of her pussy.

It might’ve been the most erotic fucking thing I’d ever seen in my life.

Holding her panties to the side, Cali fed my cock inside of her. Eyes closed and head tipped back, taking every single inch of me so slowly that all I could do was grip her hips. I knew that my hold on her was probably too hard, that she’d have shadowsof my fingerprints dotting the skin of one of my favorite parts of her body, but the thought of there being evidence ofthislong after it was over only made it better.

Made me need her more.

“Holy…holy fucking shit.” I was breathless, my eyes looking from where I was still slowly disappearing inside of her. Cali had leaned back, and it gave me the perfect view of her pussy. Flushed and pink and swollen with her arousal glistening over both of us. “Shit,fuck,you have no idea…Cali, you’re going to make me come.”

“Not yet.” Cali’s voice glided over every nerve in my body, and if she thought that her requestnotto come was going to do anything but make the tightening at the base of my spine worse, she was dead wrong.

“Are you okay?” I grunted, knowing she always needed a second to adjust.

In answer, she rose onto her knees and plunged down on me in one fluid motion, making me cry out.

Makinghercry out.

My grip on her tightened further, and my eyes rolled back. She did it over and over, her nails digging into the muscles on my chest, my shoulders, my back. Over and over again, she took every inch of me into her, like if I didn’t reach as deep inside of her as I could, then we’d both fucking die.

“Calista.” Her name was a mindless growl. She was going to kill me. I was going to die the happiest man who ever lived.

“Not. Yet.” She punctuated each word with the rise and fall of her body, leaving me staring at the way I disappeared inside her tight, wet heat. At how wet she was, how it coated the inside of her thighs. How it made me want to pull her off me just so I could drag my tongue over her perfect cunt and taste her while she fell apart.

“You always feel so good. So.Fucking. Good,” she moaned, and I pulled her back to me, taking one of her full, heavy breasts in one hand and grazing her other nipple with my teeth.

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