Page 94 of Crash & Burn

Greedy for more.

He dips his hand into my panties and finds the heat of me.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking wet for me.”

“I told you I missed you.” I take my hands to his back and dig deep into his skin with my nails which rewards me with a reverberating growl against my breasts.

“I can’t wait to show you how much I’ve missed you too.” His fingers slide up and down, gliding confidently like he knows me better than I know myself. I grab his hand and lean in to lick my arousal from his fingers. He growls as he leans back into my breast, sucking on my skin.

I guide his head down to my core. He splays his palm on my belly as he uses the other to take my underwear off. His tongue meets my clit and electricity shoots up my spine, my whole body lifting off the bed as I moan.

“Damn, you did miss me,” he whispers as he inserts two fingers into my entrance.

He looks at me with his hungry hazel eyes, his fingers pumping inside of me as I grip the bed sheets.

“I want you inside me, Cal,” I say to him very impatiently. And he wastes no time giving me what I want.

He stands up and pulls down his pants, his erection freeing as his boxers hit the floor. My stomach growls at his length, almost forgetting how large he is. He rips off his shirt and hovers over me, but I take control as I stand up and press my palms to his chest, pushing him down to the bed to lay flat on his back.

“Who’s the bossy one now?” He laughs as I climb on top.

I pull my mouth over to his and kiss him softly before taking my mouth to his dick. I give him one long lick up his shaft and swirl my tongue around his tip, tasting his pre-cum. I pull back up and position myself, my knees on either side of his thighs. I grab the base and guide it in, slowly and steadily. Callan bites his lip so hard, I’m afraid he’s going to bleed. I work my way over him as he thrusts his hips gently into me.

“I was made for you,” I tell him, pushing his dick deeper inside of me.

“Yes, you fucking were, My Little Rose,” he growls as he digs his fingers deep into my ass.

Now, he’s all the way in and the way he fills me up makes me go dizzy. I take his hands in mine, lacing our fingers together. At first, we move slowly, speeding up as we find the perfect rhythm with each other. The feeling of my walls gripping his cock is exhilarating. I speed up my pace, needing to let go of his hands to lower myself into him. He grips tightly around my waist as I take control. The sound of our breathing gets heavier.

“Atta girl,” he groans. “Keep it up, baby.” I lean into his neck and allow myself to lick the lobe of his ear which makes him pull me deeper into him.

“Oh, fuck, Sterling. You ride me so fucking well.”

I can feel myself about to cross the finish line. And I know he’s close too.

I sit up and lean back a little, arching my spine as I continue riding him.

It’s overwhelming. My heart beats faster as the intensity spreads through my body, tingles and goosebumps taking over my skin as I look into his eyes.

I can feel it.

“You are so breathtakingly beautiful.” He praises me and I feel myself contracting, tight with pleasure as he thrusts into me and whispers his affirmations to me.

It’s consuming.

“Callan.” His name is a whisper on my lips.

“I know, baby.” He leans in to kiss me. “I know.”

Love.

What I feel is love.

Home.

It’s funny how the universe brought us here. Creating love in a way we never knew we needed. Sharing passions and secrets and deep desires that make us stronger, connecting us.

We may have been led down the wrong road at the right time, or maybe it was the right road at the wrong time. Regardless, we traveled down that road, and it led us here, to find what our hearts truly desired,to feel loved.