Page 103 of Stella
“This is why I keep coming back around,” she sighs. “Because you’re all growly and shit, but deep down, you’re an extremely decent guy.”
“Is this why you haven’t been with a guy before? They’re all douchebags?”
She bites her lip. “You could say that. I’m all about getting to know someone on a personal level, and jumping into bed with someone just didn’t cut it for me.”
“I’ve only had a couple of long-term relationships, but I’ve never felt a connection like I do with you.”
“I bet you say that to all the girls.” She smiles. “Right?”
“Nope.” I smooth my hand down her face, cupping the side of it. “I don’t tell lies, and I’m not here with you because I’m decent. If I were decent, then I’d leave you alone.”
Her eyebrows raise. “What if I don’t want you to leave me alone?”
“I’m not gonna be so decent coming inside that pretty little pussy,” I mutter against her jaw. “Does that answer things?”
“Promise?”
“As long as you promise you’re okay with this.”
She smiles softly. “If I weren’t, I wouldn’t be doing it. I want you inside me with nothing between us, Cale.”
“And I want your mouth and every other fucking hole,” I really do fucking growl this time.
“Does that include my ass?”
“Oh, yeah, baby. We haven’t even touched on ass play yet, but when you’re ready, that’s a whole new journey to explore.”
She turns in my arms, then slides her legs around my waist, facing me. “I’m hot for it with you talking like this.”
I run my hands over her breasts, cupping them as I rub my thumbs over her nipples. “Fuck, these are pretty.”
She leans up, groaning when I pluck them some more. Leaning toward me, she holds one of her breasts to my mouth, and I take it, swirling her tight bud against my tongue.
I move my hand between her legs, and she moans. Playing with her clit, I want to make her come before I haul her outof this bath to fuck her in my bed. I want her there; in my domain. Fuck, I want her everywhere in this house. There’s a lot of surfaces to cover, and I’m pleased so far we’ve christened my kitchen counter.
“Cale!” she cries when I circle her clit over and over, pulling her nipple harder as she rocks into me. “I’m so close.”
“Gonna fuck you in my bed,” I mutter. “All night long. I don’t give a fuck what time you have to be at work tomorrow. Your body is mine.”
“Yours,” she whimpers. “All yours.”
I move my mouth to her other nipple, tugging as she slides around on my lap. “Show me how much.”
She tips her head back, and the heavens fucking open when she cries my name as I make her come with my fingers between her legs. I stand, taking her with me as I barely give her time to come down from that. I wrap her in a towel and set her on her feet, quickly dry myself and, stepping over Calli, I drag her by the hand to my bedroom. Calli doesn’t even look up, but she does roll over onto her back with her paws in the air. I seriously can’t understand how that can be comfortable, but she does it a lot.
I shove off Stella’s towel and pull her closer. “This body is my fucking downfall,” I mutter into her neck.
“I’m not sorry about that.”
“Me either.”
She smiles, tugging on my hair as she glances around. “You’re very minimal.”
“I like things neat.”
“Ugh, I’m messy.”
I cup her pussy. “You certainly are.”
