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desperation for a woman and certainly hadn t had a woman respond to him as Callie did.
They were matching halves. Their chemistry was perfect. She was perfect.
Beautiful, submissive, so hungry to please and to be pleased.
He could be himself with her. He didn t have to pretend. He didn t have to hold back.
She took everything he gave her and wanted no demanded more.
She wasn t offended by his need to control to dominate. She offered herself so
sweetly that it made his gut ache. No one had ever given themselves so freely. And he had
tried his best to fuck it up.
All because of a promise.
He shook away the unwelcome intrusion of his darker thoughts and unsnapped
Callie s jeans. Steam began rising from the shower and he eased the pants down her legs.
Leaving them bunched around her ankles, he pulled at her shirt until she was clad in
just her bra and panties.
Unable to resist, he knelt in front of her and pressed a kiss to the silky V of her
underwear. Her mound was soft beneath and teased his lips. Frustrated with the barrier,
he thumbed the band and worked the lace over her hips until the soft triangle of hair was
exposed to his gaze.
You re so soft and feminine.
He rose up and tongued her navel and then nibbled a path around it. She thrust her
fingers into his hair and held his head against her body as he kissed her lovingly.
Step away, he directed as he rose to his feet.
She kicked out of her jeans and underwear, and then he pulled her against his chest
until her breasts pushed over the cups of her bra.
Perfect. Just perfect.
He cupped one and lifted until her nipple peeked over the peach-colored lace of her
bra. The delicate coral peak beckoned him, and he lowered his head. He flicked out his
tongue and traced the top of her areola until her nipple puckered and poked rigidly
outward.
Another little push and her breast was free from the cup. He rubbed his tongue over
the bud and then sucked it between his teeth.
She gasped and stumbled. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her tightly as
he licked and teased the delicious treat.
Shower s ready.
Tease, she grumbled.
He grinned and all but carried her backward through the open shower door and into
the hot spray. She immediately let out a groan of pleasure as the heat sluiced over them
both.
He prodded until her head fell back, baring her neck to his seeking mouth. Despite his
determination not to start anything, he found he couldn t stop himself. She was an
addiction. A fire in his blood he hadn t a hope of quenching.
Breathing hard, he tore himself from the taste of her skin and stood back for a
moment to collect himself.
She reached for the shampoo, but he wrested it from her grip and dumped some of
the liquid into his hand. He began at the top of her head and worked the shampoo into
her hair. After he rinsed, he grabbed a washcloth and tormented them both by soaping
every inch of her delectable body from head to toe, paying extra attention to the parts in
between.
When he was done, she took the cloth, squeezed soap into it and then started at his
chest. By the time she reached his belly, he was hard as a rock and so swollen it felt like
he was going to split at the seams.
Her sweet hands worked around his cock and down to his balls, where she cupped
and rolled, driving him more insane by the minute.
When she stepped away to rinse the soap, he groaned. She sent him a pouty, sultry
look that only made him want to press her against the wall of the shower and fuck her
senseless.
As water rained down over her, she came back to him and lowered to her knees in
front of him. He guessed her intention and reached down to grasp his cock and pull it
away from her grasp.
No, baby. You don t have to. You re tired.
She gently tugged his hand away from his cock and curled her fingers around the
base. I want to, she said in a husky voice.
His breath hissed explosively from his throat as she slowly slid her tongue over his
length. The warm water had nothing on the heat of her mouth. She sucked him deep,
licked over his rigid flesh and then slowly pulled away until the tip of his cock hung
precariously from her lips.
She lapped at the slit and made a purring sound deep in her throat, thready with
contentment.
Jesus, Callie.
Help me, she murmured. Show me how you like it, Max.
You know damn well how I like it, he growled.
But even as he spoke, his hands were on the sides of her face, gripping and holding
her in place as he guided his cock inside and then deep. He held himself there for a long
moment and then withdrew, sliding across her tongue.
She was the most erotic sight he d ever witnessed in his life. On her knees, slicked
down, water running in rivulets over her breasts, her face turned up and her gaze fastened
on him. Awaiting his command.
He stroked her cheekbones with his thumbs and spread his fingers gently over her
ears to the slick hair behind them. Her mouth was the sweetest fire he d ever immersed
himself in.
Hot. Tight. Wet.
So damn good he was going to lose his mind, his control, his very soul.
She surrounded him like liquid velvet. Sweet. Fiery beyond his wildest imaginings.
Each stroke to the back of her throat brought him that much closer to absolute
abandon. She swallowed around his cock, her throat working around his flesh with
wicked skill that left him shuddering uncontrollably.
Let me taste you, Max. I want everything.
Her soft plea unhinged him. He stroked deep as his release coiled tight in his balls and
surged up his cock. The head of his penis rubbed over the top of her mouth and to the
soft tissues at the back of her throat. She swallowed the first spurt of his semen, and the
motion shattered the last of his control.
He gripped her head and thrust. Hard. His orgasm was painful. Ripped from him like
he was shedding his skin. Intense bursts of ecstasy splintered through his groin and his
knees nearly buckled as he exploded in her mouth.
He threw back his head, slammed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth so tightly that
pain shot through his jaw.
She continued to stroke and caress him, coaxing the last of his release from his still-
hard dick. Each little pet sent another shudder rocketing through his body. Little electric
impulses that had him groaning as wave after wave of endless pleasure silvered through
his veins.
He slipped from her mouth, but she continued to glide her fingers over his
hypersensitive flesh, her hands working their delicious magic.
Suddenly aware of the water still streaming down over Callie, he reached quickly to
turn off the shower. He felt like a drunk trying to stagger out of a bar as he took a step
through the shower door.
His legs were rubbery and aftershocks still sparked through his body, but his first duty
was to Callie.
He grabbed a towel off the rack and reached back for Callie s hand to help her out of
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