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Page 100 of Fight

The pleasure painted on her face has my cock fully hardened. She’s stunning like this.

Except for the powerful surge of water hidden under the surface, we remain as still as possible to keep water from sloshing over the side and onto the floor. She weeps as the pressure turns into a pulsing flutter with the push of a button. “You’re doing great.”

“Mm-hm.” It’s almost a whine.

“I like that you’ve been fantasizing about my house,” I whisper against her wet hair.

She nods, blowing out another breath.

“I’m going to make you come in every single room until you call it home.”

Her gasp puts a smug grin on my face. Directing the pulse to where she needs it most, I use my free hand to pinch her nipples, and her rose-colored lips part, a hint of a smile lingers. “There,” she squeaks. Fingers dig into my thighs, and she arches against me. Shallow waves roll on the surface of the bathwater as she comes with a sweet sigh, rocking her hips.Fucking hell.

“Ride it out. Keep coming just like that,” I growl. The sounds she makes getting off punch right through me. It spurs a primal need to shove my cock deep inside her.

She must read my mind.

“Callahan?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“I need you. Please.” Those sexy whimpers have a sweat breaking out across my brow. “Take me to bed and fuck me.”

The words administer a kick of adrenaline, and I stand, stepping out. Her hand trembles when she reaches for me, arousal still buzzing through her veins. I grab a towel, gliding it over the remaining droplets trickling off her body.

I kneel through the pain in my knees and blot her legs one at a time. Afterward, I dry myself off and cup her chin, admiring her blown pupils and the radiant flush on her cheeks after she comes. It’s my favorite version of her. Soft and blissed-out eyes stare back at me with just enough spark to tell me she’s begging for it.

I bite my bottom lip, imagining all the ways I want to take her. “You’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen.”

She rises to her tiptoes and kisses me. I love this girl.

Fuck. I loveher.

As soon as she’s in my bed, I’m bracing my elbows over her and lining myself up. We regard each other the same way, as if three words are passing between us. Scottie’s fingers press into my biceps as she prepares to be stretched around me. Usually, I’m impatient, rushed, eager to satisfy a need. This time is different. I sink inside her slowly. She inhales but keeps her gaze locked on mine. Her ocean eyes shimmer, and I take her mouth in an equally unhurried kiss, every stroke of my tongue deliberate, and spill every emotion I have onto her lips.

When she’s adjusted to my size, I begin moving, and every thrust is steadfast and intentional.No way in hell I’m letting this go. She cups my face with her hands, and I seal my mouth over hers again. I trace the seam of her lips, and she opens for me. We lick and tease, consumed by each other. I fill her pussy, and she moans against me.So fucking perfect.

Her fingertips skate over my scalp, and chills ricochet down my spine. No one has ever touched me the way she does, made mefeelthe way she does—in every adaptation.

I need her to know how I feel; my words are out before I can stop them.

“I love you.”

Her lips part. It's been over five years since I’ve spoken those words, and even then they didn’t hold the fire they do now. I swallow, and it’s as if she’s reading the thoughts in my head, and for a split second, I wonder if she’s feeling the same way.

“Still with me?” I ask.It was too much. I should have waited.

She smiles. “I love you too.”

I swear every molecule of air leaves my lungs. “Yeah?”

“Just because we figured it out early doesn’t make it any less real.”

My lips find hers again. This confession of love delivers a burst of energy to me, and I snap my hips with a newfound vigor. She fists my hair at the roughness and arches beneath me, squeezing her eyelids shut. “Oh my god, Cal. More.”

“I’ll give you anything you want, Prescott. I’ll give you the fucking world, but I wanna see you look me in the eyes when you ask.”

She gifts me with her stunning blue irises. “Fuck me harder, Callahan. I want all of you.”




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