Page 99 of Calling the Shots

She smiles, twining her fingers in my hair as I suck at the sharp points. “I know.”

“I love your ass, too.” I glide my hands beneath the waistband of her pants, pulling them down to expose the tiny scrap of fabric passing for panties. “So round and firm.”

“It’s not that firm.”

I smack her cheek. “Yes, it is. You have a fucking beautiful body and I’ll hear nothing negative about it.”

She blushes as I work the globes of her ass, sliding her pants all the way down until she’s naked for me.

“Fucking perfect.” I kiss up and down her chest, down her torso. Lick across her clavicle, all the way down her arms to the tips of her fingers, sucking each one into my mouth. A soft moan falls from her lips as I drop down to my knees and spread her legs, my tongue trailing through her wetness. Her eyes slip shut as my tongue circles her clit, flicking the swollen bud.

After a few seconds, I pull away and turn on the shower. Water pounds the tile and the room fills with steam as I quickly strip. Taking Gracelyn by the hand, I pull her under the warm stream of the rainfall shower head. Rivulets of water stream down her body, running over her breasts, dripping down her stomach, her thighs. She wraps her arms around her middle, and I remember the first night we hooked up. How she wanted to keep the lights off.

“Hey—” I tip her chin up, shielding her face from the spray of water with my body. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

She nods, but doesn’t smile or say anything. Anger at Tinsley rolls through me, my body tensing. But I shove that away for now, instead focusing on the gorgeous woman standing in front of me.

“Gracelyn, you are stunning. Every last inch of you.” My fingers trace over her cheek, her shoulder, down her arm. I splay my palm across her belly, her hips, pulling her to me by her ass I love so much. “I want to spend the rest of my life—all the rest of my days—worshipping this body God gave you. I can’t get enough of you and your curves.”

“Stop…” She rolls her eyes, blushing in the billowing steam.

“No, ma’am, I will not stop. You are fucking breathtaking and I need you to hear it, believe it.” I stroke her cheek, but she averts her gaze, staring at the wall tile.

“Mack, I appreciate you saying that. But you don’t have to. I know I’m not thin. I’m average, nothing special.” Her lower lip quivers as the words fall from her mouth and my heart twists in my chest.How can she believe that about herself?

“Gracelyn, every single inch of you is amazing. You are not average. You’re way, way beyond that, beautiful. And I’m honored that you would share your sensational body with me.”

I seize her lips in a hot, possessive kiss, slip my tongue into her mouth, our tongues tangling together.

This is my girl. And I need her to know it, to feel it.

Everything about her is soft and comforting. She feels like home, like a safe, happy place to snuggle into every night.

“I love you,” I murmur, my hands massaging her perfect peach of an ass. “So much. All of you.” I reach down and loosen her arms, pulling them away from her belly. Dropping to my knees, water pounds my back as I kiss all over her stomach. Her fingers wrap around my neck and she leans into me, her body softening.

“I love you, too,” she whispers, barely audible over the splashing of water.

Slurping warm droplets from her skin, I lick and suck until she’s quivering beneath my lips and my knees ache from the hard tile. Standing, I claim her mouth in another long, hot kiss. Then I drop my hand between her thighs, hot and slippery with her arousal. Spreading her wide, I play with her clit, her skin flushing pink.

“So wet and ready for me. Beautiful. And all mine.” I sink two fingers into her pussy, flexing to find her G spot. Sucking in a sharp breath, her muscles tense around my hand as I stretch her.

“Such a good fucking girl. My girl. Do you want my cock? Or do you want to come all over my fingers first?”

“I want your cock, Daddy.” She nips at my lip, gazing up at me with shiny droplets of water on her lashes and a playful glint in her eye. Her self-consciousness melts away as I wrap my arms around her and bring her closer.

A growl rumbles from deep in my chest, my cock impossibly hard for her. I love it when she calls me that. I seize her lips in one more hot, greedy kiss, then spin her around to face the shower wall.

“Hands above your head, baby girl, and brace yourself against the tile. I want to feel your perfect peach of an ass on me and I don’t want you slipping.” I nip at her earlobe, sucking drops of water from the skin. Chill bumps rise on her neck, her nipples hardening to sharp points.

She lifts her arms above her head, placing her palms flat on the white tile. I smack her right cheek, then her left, and she squeals. The high-pitched sound bounces around the small space and I grin, watching her ass pinken for me.

“That’s good, spread your legs, baby. Just like that.” She moves her legs apart, a gorgeous, curvy starfish.

“You’re fucking stunning, Gracelyn.” I press my chest to her back, run my hands over her warm belly, cupping her round, full breasts. My erection bobs on her spine, begging to sink into her hot, tight pussy. But I want to bring my girl close to the edge first, so fucking close she’s shaking for me.

I fondle her breasts, pinching at her nipples and rolling them between my fingers. She’s breathing faster, her chest rising and falling in quick pants. I twist one of the buds and she bites at her lip. Twisting the other, her muscles clench as she presses her ass up against me.

“Fuck—” she hisses as I release, blood flowing back into her tight buds. I rock my hips against her ass and she wriggles, seeking friction.

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