Now You’re Mine: Chapter 10
I slide my hands down her sides, enjoying the feel of her enticing curves, and then grip her hips. When I grind my cock against her with a groan, she wraps her arms around my neck. Another show of surrender from her that has guilt churning in my gut.
The things I want to do to her…
“I don’t want to hurt you, Callie.”
“I know,” she says again, her tone stronger than before.
Is she trying to convince me or herself?
It doesn’t matter. Once she whispered her understanding and acceptance of my intentions, any control I had vanished.
I crush her mouth with mine, bruising her lips in my urgency to taste her again. Despite her initial hesitance, she returns the kiss with fervor. Satisfaction roars through me. I walk her backwards and deeper into the room until her legs hit the edge of the bed. She falls back, pulling me down with her until the softness of her body is covered by the hardness of my own.
The kiss turns frantic as I roam my hands over her. I grip her breast before taking her nipple between my fingers, rolling it back and forth until she squirms beneath me.
“Don’t hold back,” I growl against her throat.
“What?”
I graze the sensitive part of her neck with my teeth, wringing a gasp from her. “You said that I have you, but I don’t see it.”
“I don’t understand what you want.”
I stare down at her, enjoying the sight of her plush lips and the way her hazel eyes shine with emotion. Her hair is splayed across the bed, the dark locks contrasting with the paleness of her skin. I want all of her because this woman has all of me.
“I want your heart, Callie.”
“Hayden, I—”
“Don’t tell me. Show me.”
She uses her hold on my neck to pull me down for a kiss. It matches the intensity from before, but it’s different because she’s the one commanding me. I pour my need, along with my fear, into pleasuring her body, willing her to take everything I have to give. And the parts of me I’m reluctant to share.
Calista arches into me, her apprehension finally giving way to the passion between us without reservation. I revel in the moment until our clothes become a hindrance that I need to get rid of. Sitting back on my heels, I grip the hem of her shirt. She raises her arms out of obedience, and I remove the blouse, as well as her slacks.
I drag my fingers down her stomach, following the dip of it until I reach her navel. She’s a vision, a fantasy come to life, but imagining her pregnant makes my throat go dry. I want that almost as much as I want her to love me.
Good thing she went to the doctor I suggested, the one that I coerced into giving Calista a saline shot instead of the actual depo. I’m going to put a baby in her. If not tonight, then soon…
Wearing only her bra and underwear now, Calista watches me as I shed my clothing. Her eyes grow wide when her gaze travels over my body. I take my cock in hand and stroke the length of it, smiling because she sucks in a breath.
“Tell me you want it,” I say, continuing to slide my hand up and down.
“I want it.”
“Try again.”
She licks her lips. “I want you to fuck me, Hayden.”
“First that mouth, and then that sweet cunt.”
I crawl over her until the head of my cock rests against her chin. With one hand, I hold myself up while using the other to run my thumb across the seam of her lips. The caress is gentle, but I won’t be.
“I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to do this. Open for me.” When she lets her jaw go slack, inviting me in, I shove my cock in her mouth with a loud groan. “Such a good fucking girl.”
Her eyes widen in surprise before she seals her lips around me and begins to suck. Unable to stay still, I thrust in and out of her mouth, going deeper and deeper until my cock hits the back of her throat. Calista makes choking noises but doesn’t stop the hard pulls of her mouth.
She squeezes her eyes shut as I move faster, the pleasure of fucking her mouth about to kill me. I grip her jaw gently to pry it open and withdraw my cock before I come on her tongue. Last time I gave her a “pearl necklace,” but this time I want to give her a baby.
My baby.
She looks up at me, her lips still wet from sucking my cock. I groan and fist myself to keep from coming at the expression on her face. She’s fucking gorgeous, but it’s more than that. Her eyes are completely void of fear or nervousness. They’re gleaming with anticipation.
Calista wants to get fucked.
As if in a trance, my hands move of their own accord, my fingers sliding down the side of her cheek before traveling along her slender neck. I could hurt her, ruin her, but she gazes up at me with trust. She might not have faith in me emotionally, but physically she has no issue surrendering to me.
I’m quick to remove her bra and underwear, ripping the fine lace from her body. She gasps at the violence simmering under my skin and in my touch but doesn’t protest. I need her in a way I’ve never needed anyone before, and she must sense that.
Urgency presses along my psyche, pushing me to claim her. To mark her as mine. I lean down and press my lips to her to breast, watching her grow flushed all over as I suck and nibble, leaving a trail of red blotches on her skin. She arches into my mouth, feeding my hunger while fanning its flames.
I’ll never get enough of her.
I dig my fingers in her hips hard enough to leave bruises and yank her to me. She slides down the bed, her arms above her head. The sacrificial pose sets me off. My primal instincts roar to life, and I shove her thighs apart before driving into her.
Calista’s tiny gasp barely penetrates my awareness. How can it when I’m lost in her warmth and enveloped in her scent?
She tenses around me, her body trembling with every gyration of my hips. But I can’t stop. When she relaxes underneath me and a moan brushes my ears, I know she’s with me. I shift my hands to her waist to get a better grip on her and push her deeper into the mattress as I move faster, thrusting harder. Her head thrashes and her eyes flutter shut, but she takes it all.
My fingers biting into her skin.
The brutal thrusts.
It’s pure fucking, carnal and wild.
Heat radiates from our bodies, both of us coated in a sheen of sweat that makes our skin slick. I can taste the salty flavor as I nip at her throat. She cries out, the sound a fusion of pleasure and pain. It excites me, throwing me over the edge.
Insanity takes over.
I withdraw from her, so quickly her cunt makes a suction noise. Then I’m flipping Calista onto her hands and knees before taking her from behind. The power of my thrusts has her hair swaying gently, the rhythmic movements increasing in speed as I push my body to its limit.
She groans, the low sound muffled in the bedding, but I hear it. Relish it. However, the sight of the gauze taped to her shoulder nearly breaks my concentration. It’s a painful reminder of reality, of the danger that lurks nearby. My emotions heighten, becoming riotous and volatile, until I gather them with the intent to channel them into Calista.
I control her pleasure, and tonight is no different. I take command over every sensation, bending her will to mine with the intent to give her everything she desires. Her body responds, her cunt tightening around my cock every time I drive deeper, my mind spinning from the knowledge she belongs to me.
Her moans grow louder and louder until I reach around to stroke her clit, forcing a scream from her throat. She’s exquisite when she comes. Her orgasm triggers my own, my spine tingling before I’m undone.
This is my moment of surrender… to the woman who’s completely unaware.
I collapse on top of her, my cheek resting on her back, my arms shaking with the effort it takes to hold my weight. Calista remains silent, her body rising and falling with each jagged breath. I close my eyes as both exhaustion and contentment settle on me. My connection to her is so strong that I’m reluctant to tear myself away.
Especially since I’m unsure if she hates me for using her body selfishly.