“Need to be inside you,” he said as he lowered himself over her, grinding his hard length against her sensitive flesh. Her hips responded, lifting to meet him, to increase the friction, to pull him into her.
“So fucking hot,” he said as his hands skimmed over her shirt and squeezed a breast. His kiss and the way his breath skimmed the side of her neck made her squirm. Each stroke of his tongue made her pussy throb with need, but for more than his fingers. She slid her hands down his ribs into the band of his jeans, pushing them over his hips. Her nails dug into his ass as his hand slid under her shirt and pulled down her bra, freeing a breast. As he pushed her shirt higher, she feared he’d see the scars, the word ‘traitor’ that hadn’t completely disappeared
His mouth sucked one breast while a hand found her other. As his tongue flicked her very hard nipple, his other hand swept over the scars, as if they didn’t exist. “So beautiful,” he said as he released her breast and crushed his mouth against hers.
One hand reached down, pushing her panties to the side. The friction of his jeans against the inside of her thighs made her feel exposed, especially as his hips pushed her legs further apart, opening her pussy to him. With one long stroke, he was deep inside her.
He kissed and licked his way down her jaw and throat until he reached that sensitive spot at the base.
“Tell me you want me, Kate,” he repeated, as if it was the only thing that mattered to him, the only thing he needed to hear.
When she didn’t reply, he slid her legs over his shoulders, bending her in half. His body rocked with short fast thrusts at first, keeping her from catching her breath. With each slide of his cock into her, her body tensed, stoking the fire in her belly. She needed to be pushed, to have him tell her that he’d never let her go. She needed tofeelas if he’d never let her go.
Then the pace changed. He pounded into her, driving himself so deep she could feel the zipper press against her back hole, adding a new, tantalizing sensation to a body that was already flying high. When he sucked the flesh at the side of her neck, he sent her sailing through the clouds, breaking that delicious tension. She screamed out his name as he slid all the way out and thrust into her one last time, and held her there, his seed spurting into her. That’s when she realized they hadn’t used a condom.
He pulled out and grabbed his cock, pumping the last of his release onto her chest. As she lowered her legs, he smeared his cum over the scars and her breasts, down to her belly. “I won’t let you go, Kate. Ever.”
“Promise?” She didn’t know why she said that, but it was too late to take it back.
Brown eyes flecked with yellow stared down at her, and then Callen captured her mouth in his. She had her answer.