Page 25 of Spooking the Mountain Man
"Please! I can't hold it anymore! Please let me come! Please!"
"Come now, baby girl. Come all over my cock. Let me feel that tight little pussy squeeze me."
I explode around him, screaming his name as my body clenches rhythmically. The sensation sends Callum over the edge too, and he buries himself deep with a groan, flooding me with his release.
"Mine," he growls against my neck. "All mine. Say it."
"Yours," I gasp. "All yours. Forever."
We lie there afterward, breathing hard and holding each other close. I feel completely wrung out in the best possible way, boneless and satisfied and utterly content. Callum is still inside me, keeping me plugged full of his cum.
"Don't move yet," he murmurs. "Want to keep my cum inside you. Want you to feel full of me."
I shiver at his possessive words. "Feels good."
"Good." He presses kisses to my hair, my forehead, my cheeks. "How do you feel, baby girl? Did I take good care of you?"
"Perfect," I say, and I mean it. "Absolutely perfect. You always take such good care of me."
"That's my job. Taking care of my little girl." Callum's arms tighten around me possessively. "I love you, Kelly. I know it's probably too soon to say it, but I can't keep it in anymore. You're mine now. I'm keeping you."
My heart stops, then starts beating double-time. "You love me?"
"I do, baby girl. Have for years, probably since the day you turned eighteen and I realized you weren't Tyler's little sister anymore. You were just... you. Beautiful and kind and everything I never knew I needed."
Tears prick at my eyes, but they're happy tears. "I love you too," I whisper. "So much it scares me sometimes."
"Don't be scared, baby girl," Callum says, tilting my chin up so he can look into my eyes. "I'm going to take care of you. Always. You never have to be scared when you're with me. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Good girl. Now let's get you cleaned up and into bed. You need rest." He finally, carefully, pulls out of me. We both groan at the loss of connection. "Look at that," he says, spreading my legs to see his cum leaking out of me. "So pretty, all marked up and full of me. You did so well, baby girl."
The praise makes me glow. "Thank you."
He gathers me up easily, carrying me to the bathroom like I weigh nothing. "Let me take care of you."
And he does. He runs a bath, washes me gently, dries me carefully, and tucks me into bed wearing one of his huge t-shirts.He brings me water and makes sure I drink it all. Then he climbs in beside me, pulling me against his chest.
"Sleep now, baby girl. I've got you."
"Promise you'll be here when I wake up?"
"I promise. I'm never leaving you." He kisses my forehead. "You're mine now, Kelly. Forever."
"Forever," I agree sleepily, feeling safe and loved and completely claimed.
And as I drift off in his arms, I know with absolute certainty that this is exactly where I belong.
seven
Callum
IwakeupbeforeKelly, like I always do, and spend a few minutes just watching her sleep. Three months we've been doing this, and I still can't believe she's mine.
She's curled into my side, one hand resting on my chest, her blonde hair spread across my shoulder. In sleep, she looks even younger than her twenty-two years—peaceful and innocent and completely trusting.
Today's the day.
