He made a beeline for her backside with his teeth... his mouth... his lips. Damn, she was so nearly edible... then moved in close, caressing her body from behind, his hand feeling the beautiful soft lines as her belly transitioned into her chest, into the soft curves of her breasts. He couldn’t get enough of her and was already dripping with excitement. He reached around her and felt his way to her beautiful dark crevasse with one hand, and felt she was the same. It turned him on beyond belief as he parted her lips with his fingers and felt the glossy wetness inside.
“I want you inside me,” she gasped.
He couldn’t wait any longer; he raised himself up and guided his rock-hard erection between her lips, drawing a sigh from her. Somehow he found the strength to hold back, teasing her, keeping himself right at the entrance.
“Dammit, Drake, fuck me already!”
He gently eased inside her, feeling that wonderful warmth of her juicy wetness enveloping him. He slid fully inside her, until their loins were pressed hard together, making them both gasp, and causing him to involuntarily tense himself, to which she gripped him back in return. He ground himself against her, rolling around, wanting to feel all of her, to soak up the moment. Oh man, it felt so good to be alive. All those empty years of hurt, and running away, and somehow he’d found someone to complete him.
Her delicate scent rose up to meet him, making him feel dizzy and light-headed. But it wasn’t the only thing making him feel that way. He was developing serious feelings for this woman, and he knew it.
“Oh, Callie.”
They’d barely begun and he already felt like he was halfway there. He began sliding himself in and out, building up a steady rhythm, pacing himself.
“Faster!” said Callie. “Go faster!”
This woman turned him on so much, and it was just getting better and better. He quickly built up a pace, his thighs slapping against her backside, his hands slipping off her hips from the sweat they were making. He was so turned on. Sex with someone who really meant something to you. Was there a better feeling?
Callie, meanwhile, was already nearly there.
“Oh God!” she cried out, without even meaning to. “Oh God, oh God, oh God!”
The feeling of having this man inside her was enough to take her to the brink all on its own, but with him thrusting hard, filling her up, it drove her right over the edge. Her knees were going weak and she could barely keep pace, feeling those hands pulling at her hips, feeling him pounding into her buttocks again.
Oh my god, she was going to... she was going to...
Her arms collapsed as everything started going hazy. Drake called out, and gave one last, hard, definitive thrust, then she felt a warm fullness inside her, and she disappeared into some buzzing world of lights and colors, the two of them conjoined in a spent collection of hot limbs and sweat.
Together they lay for what seemed like an eternity, him still inside her.
Eventually, they re-emerged into the moment and turned to face each other, enjoying each other’s closeness.
“You know something, Callie?” he said. “I’m...”
“Pregnant?”
He chuckled, then tried again. “I’m...”
“Happy to finish second all next season?” God, she loved teasing him.
“I’m... seriously falling for you.”
It was time to drop the funny comebacks. She knew how much trust it must have taken for him to say that out loud. Maybe as much as it took her to say what she did in return.
“I feel the same way about you.”
They looked into each others eyes for a while, savoring the moment; savoring each other.
“You think we can make this work?”
“I have no idea,” said Callie, “but I think we’re going to have a lot of fun trying.”
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