She responds this time, and she doesn’t stop the kiss. Good thing, because I’m not sure I’d be able to.
I need her. I need to lose myself in her beautiful body. I need to stop thinking about all this shit.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow we will continue our search for the truth.
Tonight, though…
Tonight, I’m going to escape.
Expel the demons.
And only the woman I love can help me do that.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CALLIE
I melt into his kiss. I relish his lips sliding around mine, his tongue battling with mine, openmouthed and glorious. I let him drug me with this kiss.
Even though, all those years ago, Pat Lamone drugged our high school, right now I want to be drugged more than anything.
By Donny Steel.
I want to escape in his body, and I want him to escape in mine.
We fall onto the bed. Still kissing him, I slide my hands over the hard globes of his perfect butt. Up the side of him, over his shoulders, and I thread my fingers in his silky hair.
His hands, too, are everywhere. Cupping my breast, the cheek of my ass, trailing over my hips, settling between my legs.
He toys with my clit as we still kiss, and I reach between his legs, grasp his firm length.
I work him, and he works me.
And still we kiss, our mouths glued together, our tongues in a constant battle for control.
I moan into his mouth, he moans into mine, and we work each other, until—
I rip my mouth from his and shriek when an orgasm explodes through my body.
I’m not expecting it, and it takes me, pulses through me, in a different way than it ever has before.
My body quakes, and though I don’t want to, I let go of his dick. I roll onto my back, and simply shudder as the euphoria surges through me.
My eyes are closed, and words leave my lips. I can’t know what they are.
He’s inside me then, thrusting. I open my eyes, my orgasm still reeling, and meet his hazel eyes staring at me. Burning. Blazing.
His hair is pasted to his hairline with sweat, and his lips are parted, red and swollen from our kiss.
He thrusts. He thrusts. He thrusts.
He fills me, tunnels through me, easing the empty ache as my orgasm finally begins to slow. He’s so large, and he burns into me, leaving a blazing trail of embers in his wake. I cup both his cheeks, holding him steady, never letting my gaze waver from his.
He closes his eyes then, grits his teeth, and thrusts into me hard.
I feel every spasm of his cock as he empties into me.