Page 16 of Shattered Union

“What the hell do you think we’re doing, Callie?”

She shrugs. “You’re just so closed off, I didn’t know what to think,” she confesses. “I wasn’t planning on this,” she tells me. “I didn’t want to fall in love again. But you’re a sneaky bastard,” she grumbles.

I can’t help it. I throw my head back and laugh. “Mo ghrá, is that your way of telling me you love me?”

She narrows her eyes at me. “Smug arsehole,” she says with no heat in her words. “Yes, I love you, but I still think you’re crazy buying this apartment.”

It takes me three strides to get to her, my hands cupping her face. “Babe, this apartment is secure. When I’m not here and you have to be, I want you safe. So yes, I bought this apartment and I don’t give a fuck if you think it’s too soon. You’re mine and I’m not letting you go.”

Her eyes soften. “I love you,” she whispers, pressing her face against my hands.

“Tá mé I ngrá leat freisin. I gcónaí, mo chroí,” I tell her, and her body sinks against mine.[I am in love with you too. Always, my heart]

I bring my lips down against hers. As soon as my tongue sweeps into her mouth, she whimpers. Her hands go to my head as she raises up on her tiptoes. I growl low. It rumbles through my chest as I slide my hands down to her arse, which is covered by the towel. I rip it from her body, needing to touch her skin.

“Denny,” she whispers, her voice filled with need.

I push her down onto the bed. Once more, I press my lips against hers, my tongue sweeping into her mouth. Fuck, nothing is better than tasting her. I’m addicted to it. It’s something that keeps me awake at night when I’m not with her. The taste of her, the way she feels when I sink my dick inside of her. The way her pussy contracts around my dick when she comes. Nothing is better in this world than that.

She opens her legs, granting me access. I remove my pants. My dick is standing to attention. Painful and thick, it’s waiting to be buried as deep as possible inside of her.

“Please, Denny,” she pleads with me, her fingers clawing at my shoulders as I position myself over her. My hands go to her arse and, in one thrust, bury myself deep inside of her. Right where I fucking belong.

“Yes,” she cries out, her back arching and her head thrown back. “Again,” she says.

I pull out of her tight, wet heat, leaving only the tip of my dick inside, and then slam back into her. I keep up the relentless pace, revelling in Callie’s mewls as her fingers claw at me. I know she’s cut through my skin. The heat from them adds to the pleasure.

I nip at her throat, loving the way she swallows hard. Her breath comes out in pants as she meets me thrust for thrust. It’s hard, fast and painful, but fuck, nothing is better than her.

I lift her arse higher, thrusting deeper inside of her. She’s crying out with every thrust, her hands clawing at the sheets, her pussy clenching around my dick. She’s close, I can feel it. “Let go,mo ghrá,” I grunt as I bite her shoulder, trying to slow down my own climax that’s building.

She groans as I continue to fuck her. Both our bodies slick with sweat, our grunts and groans are all that can be heard over our bodies slapping together.

“Baby, get there,” I demand, needing her to hurry the fuck up. I’m close, and I won’t come before she does.

My fingers go to her clit and I flick, pinch, and tease it.

“God,” she cries as her body bows once again.

“Fucking come,” I yell as my balls tighten.

“Denis,” she shouts as she detonates, her pussy convulsing around my dick as she floods it.

“Mo chroí,” I growl as I press my head into the crook of her neck and thrust as hard as I can inside of her tightening pussy. I come as soon as I hit deep within her, collapsing on top of her once I’m spent.[My heart]

“I’m all sweaty,” she complains after a couple of minutes.

I chuckle as I move off her, falling to my side and pulling her with me. She doesn’t make a move to get off, just tightens her arms around me.

“While I love that we have this apartment, and I’m so grateful you bought it. I’m not ready for us to move in together permanently,” she whispers.

Once again, guilt burns in my gut. I’m a fucking arsehole, I should tell her. But I know she’d walk away and I can’t let that happen. Having Callie in my life is like needing to breathe, it’s natural, a necessity. I can’t and won’t lose her. That’s not an option.

“I know, baby, don’t stress, everything will happen when we’re ready,” I tell her as I rub circles with my hand on her back.

She nods. “Thank you. I just need time to get to know you properly. I moved too fast before and ended up losing myself. I don’t want that to happen.”

My jaw clenches. God, the fucking thought of her and another man makes me want to find the motherfucker, find him, and kill him. I hate the thought of someone else knowing how bright those blue-silver eyes of hers go when she comes, how sweet her pussy is when she lets go, how good it is to hear those little whimpers when I’m kissing her, and how fucking amazing her mouth is when it’s wrapped around my dick.

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