“It’s not like I haven’t had any experience. I have. But with you… Maybe it’s because we’re in love.”
“Or maybe it’s my huge cock,” I can’t help saying.
Callie lifts her head and punches my shoulder. “Yeah, that must be it. Way to ruin a beautiful moment, Donny.”
I grab her and pull her to me. “Every moment with you is beautiful.” I sweep a lock of hair off her cheek. “And that’s no line, baby. I mean every word. Every single moment. Whether we’re making love or we’re fighting at the Snow Creek Inn. Or working or whatever. Every moment with you… I cherish every single one.”
She sniffles a little, and her eyes glaze over.
“Hey.” I stroke her cheek. “That wasn’t supposed to make you cry.”
“They’re good tears,” she says. “And I’m not crying. Callie Pike doesn’t cry.”
I chuckle. “Right. Got it.”
“So what now?” she asks.
“Give me a few minutes.” I smile lazily.
She swats me again. “I mean what’s next? With work and all. And your dad, and the Murphys.”
“You really want to talk about that during our afterglow?”
She bites her lower lip.
“Is something bothering you, baby?”
“No. Not really.”
Damn. “It’s me, isn’t it? What I was going to do. I wish I could go back in time and undo every bit of it.”
“No, Donny, that’s not it. I promise.”
“Then what is it?”
“Just…things.” She sighs. “You know. The fire.”
“Baby…”
“Don’t.” She covers my lips with her soft fingers. “Don’t say it. I don’t need your help. Your mom already gave me a job. That’s all I need right now.”
“All you need?” I can’t help a smile.
“It goes without saying how much I need you.” She snuggles back into my shoulder. “I hope I’m worthy of you.”
I raise an eyebrow. Strange words coming from Callie. She’s always been a little self-deprecating. That’s part of her charm. But those last words seem foreign. Very un-Callie-like.
“Of course you are,” I say finally.
She stiffens a bit in my arms. Only a bit, but I notice.
Something is definitely bothering her.
I’ll make this up to her. Every bit of it. I’m sorry she saw me at my worst, willing to do anything, even go against my ethics.
I’ll make it up to her.
My alarm rings at six a.m.
Callie is still asleep in my arms, her lips parted. She looks like an angel, her light-brown hair fanned out on my pillow. I hate to disturb her, but I need to get up. First thing to do is undo the whole fake gas leak thing, and I can’t start soon enough.
Dale’s taking care of our decoys. They’ll be compensated for their silence, and now they don’t have to work.
I rise, grab a robe, let the dogs out, and start a pot of famous Jade Steel coffee. When I return to the bedroom, Callie is awake and stretching, a yawn splitting her face.
“Morning, beautiful,” I say.
“Good morning. Why didn’t you wake me?”
“You looked too beautiful to disturb.”
“I have a job to get to, you know.”
“I hear your boss is a great guy. He won’t mind if you’re late.”
She smiles and wipes some sleep out of her eyes. “He’s a tyrant.”
I chuckle. “God, you’re adorable. I love you so damned much.”
She sits up, the covers falling from her and revealing her gorgeous tits. My cock tightens beneath my robe, tenting it.
“Is that a fire hose beneath your robe, or are you just glad to see me?”
I shed the robe quickly and sit down next to her on the bed. “Someday, Callie, I swear to you, I’m going to show you more than one climax.”
“But not today?” She raises her brow.
“Not this morning, anyway.” I roll on top of her and slide my hard dick between her legs. “God, always so ready for me. Do you have any idea how hot that is?”
“I’ve heard it’s pretty hot.”
“You have the sweetest, tastiest, most perfect pussy I’ve ever—”
“What? You’ve ever what?”
Not a great move, Don. Talking about all the pussies you’ve sampled when you’re about to dive into the most succulent one ever.
“Nothing, baby. Nothing. Nothing matters except you and me and this moment.” I slide into her.
It’s a gentle invasion, not like the explosive thrusting of last night.
Classic morning sex, although with Callie, everything’s a hundred times better than ever.
Her silky walls glove me, suck me in, sheath me so I never want to leave this cocoon of pleasure. She wraps her legs around my back, positioning herself at the perfect angle. Her nipples are hard, her breasts rosy. Her heavy-lidded amber eyes sear into mine as I enter her, withdraw, enter her again.
She closes her eyes. “Feels so good, Donny.”
“Open your eyes, baby. I want to watch you. You’re so sexy, so gorgeous.”
Her cheeks are pink, her lips parted. She’s an angel. A beautiful angel.
I want to give her a climax. Want to— “God!” I release inside her, give all that I am to her.