Chapter Sixty Four
Destiny
“God, you’re beautiful,”
I managed to say as she pulled her hair up into a bun.
God, she was beautiful. The thought repeated in my head as I watched Juliette get in the bath I just made. Nice warm water to help with her muscles and some random bath bombs that came with the room decor—it smelled like a mix of flowers and other nicely scented things. Either way, it was helping her relax.
“Get in, the water feels nice,”
she said as she looked at me over her shoulder with that gorgeous smile of hers.
I wrapped her in my arms shortly after she confessed her love for me and carried her back home wrapped in her coat and mine. I wasn’t going to let the only woman who’d ever told me she loved me out loud die of hyperthermia. I cursed myself a thousand times for being out in the water with this weather, but I just wanted to feel something as I cleared my head. I didn’t know that it would lead to Juliette getting in the water as well.
Now that she was in a warm bubble bath, I rested easy. I came back with a plate of grapes and pulled down my pants and joined her in the bath. I handed her the plate as I leaned in and laid a kiss on her forehead. She smiled happily as she took the plate of grapes from my hands.
Was it possible I was growing jealous?
Of grapes?
I mean she did look more excited to get a hold of the grapes instead of me. I bit back my chuckle. I’ve gone completely mad. While Juliette hummed as she licked her lips before carefully choosing a grape like her life depended on it.
I leaned closer towards her in the water.
“Say it again,”
I whispered.
She shoved a grape into her mouth. “I love you?”
I nodded eagerly.
It was almost unbelievable. I might’ve looked pathetic or worse…like I’ve been deprived of those three words my whole life, but I didn’t care—shame, embarrassment, pride, ego, backbone…all those things were thrown out the window when it comes to Juliette. I’d happily beg, crawl, cry if she asked me to do it on command.
But Juliette didn’t focus on that part, she just smiled and looked into my eyes as she softly said, “I love you.”
She said it with so much softness it brought me great comfort.
She loved me.
“Again,” I pushed.
She chuckled, but she didn’t protest, it’s like she knew how much it meant to me.
“I love you!”
she declared as she laughed.
I opened my mouth to ask her to say it one more time, but she beat me at my own game and shoved a grape in my mouth as she laughed, twisting her body back as she threw her head back.
I grinned as I chewed the grape, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her against me. Now she was sitting right in front of me. We were both in the middle of the tub, sitting in front of each other. Silence slowly filled the room as the sound of her laughter slowly came to an end. I grabbed the bowl of grapes from her hand and laid the plate at the edge of the tub.
“Can you believe we have a kid together?”
I asked as I collected some bubbles and brought them on her shoulders.
She smiled as she looked up. “I know, right? It’s so crazy to think about. Is this like a cosmic joke? That we fell in love and then boom—twist, we’ve had a kid together all along?”
“I think it’s destiny,”
I said softly.
She tilted her head to the side as she started playing with the bubbles too, “do you really believe in that?”
she asked curiously.
“How else can I explain you and me, Juliette?”
She shrugged, “luck?”
she chuckled softly.
I sent her a long look as I sighed. I guess this is what Ardley felt when he was talking to me about destiny and I wasn’t buying any of it. It was only real once you experienced that feeling. I didn’t get it then, but I understood it now. Ardley was right, fate and destiny tied us together.
“We met when we were kids,”
I began to explain our crazy hard-to-believe timeline to Juliette. “And even then, I’d felt very strongly about you.” I smiled softly as I slowly dragged my hand over her neck, “then we met again like eighteen years later and you’re pregnant with my child, though we didn’t know that yet but even that was a sign.”
“Sign for what?”
she playfully teased.
“We’re meant to be, baby,”
I said proudly as I cupped her face. She grinned as bubbles got all over her cheeks.
“Callum, we have a kid because you decided to donate your sperm—”
she choked out a laugh, “honest to God, why would you do that?”
I dropped my head with a sigh, “my dad wanted Ardley and I to get into this stupid frat house—”
“Let me guess, he went there, and his dad went there, and his dad’s dad went there…”
“And his dad’s dad’s dad went there,”
we said in unison as we chuckled.
“So, you get the run-down.”
I wasn’t complaining too hard about having to join the frat now that I was certain my actions there set in motion crazy plans for my future. That annoying frat and their ridiculous to-do list to join in gave me Clay and in a way, it gave me Juliette as well.
“Go on,”
she nudged as she got closer in front of me, “tell me more about how we were destined to be together.” She smiled. “I mean…like is it set in stones or written in the stars somewhere?”
I grinned as I leaned to kiss her, “something like that,”
I mumbled as I pressed my lips against her soft ones.
She tasted like grapes…a sweet aftertaste that made me hungry, not for food, but for her.
She looked delicious with the bubbles covering her chest, and when I reached for her underwater, she was soft and warm.
I couldn’t stop touching her.
I gently wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and deepened our kiss.
I wish I could fuse with her all the time.
To become one where her thoughts would become mine and mine would become hers—I mean we were nearly there, our actions and our heart were almost in sync.
She leaned back as she wrapped her hand around my wrist and her tongue sought out for mine with a low moan.
I had no idea how I was able to hold back when we were down at the beach—how much I wanted her then, how much I wanted her now.
Her breath hitched as I kissed her jaw and cupped her breast under the water and kneaded it.
My kisses trailed up until I reached her ear and bit down.
Juliette grinned as she moaned, moving her hands on my back as she tried to find some way to bring us closer together.
I groaned as I pulled her over my lap, feeling her light weight over me, and her ass fitting perfectly in my hands was driving me crazy.
I couldn’t think straight.
All I could think about was taking Juliette just like this, her on top of me, gripping me like she might lose balance at any moment.
My eyes fell on her breasts.
She was barely in the water now that she was on top of me, and the bubbles stuck to her skin like a second skin.
God—she was beautiful.
Her breasts were perfect, they were still full since Juliette was still nursing, it made her hip dips look more prominent.
She was just about the sexiest woman I’d ever seen.
Her hands were propped over my shoulders, her back was arched as she looked down at me with a soft pant.
I looked up at Juliette with hooded eyes, “Juliette,”
I desperately called out with a low sigh, “my love for you will never expire or vanish because you are my destiny,” I confessed as my brows pulled up and my eyes softened as I looked at her beautiful face.
Just like my brother had foreshadowed long before I could even realize it.
We were now proof of the invisible string theory.
What did I ever do to deserve all this?
She leaned down and brushed her lips against mine and pushed her hand down my chest until she reached my cock and gripped the base of it. “Yeah?”
she whispered against my lips.
My cock twitched at the sound of her soft, seductive voice. Was this a kink? Could this be a kink?
Juliette kept her eye contact with me as she moved her hand over my cock and rubbed her thumb at the tip of it like she was spreading the pre-cum. My brows furrowed as I fought the urge to bring her down over my dick and have her ride me like this could be her last ride—no—I wanted to see what she wanted to do. I wanted to let her play with me. I liked it when she did whatever she wanted. It was sexy.
I moaned as she pushed her hand back down and picked up a pace with a death grip over my cock. More bubbles started to rise as she pummeled my cock under the water.
“You have no idea how good you looked out there,”
she said in a low tone, like she’d been thinking about it for a while—me and this—she’d been thinking about me and doing this with me for a while. I grinned as my dark thoughts took over, like second nature, I reached behind her and felt a fistful of her ass then slapped it. Juliette gasped with a broken moan.
I grinned seeing the way her lips parted with pleasure. “Well, are you going to tell me or do you plan on leaving me in suspense?”
She quickly recovered and leaned in as she fisted my cock and started rapidly moving her hands up and down as her tits bounced. I wanted to sink my teeth into her shoulder right then and there. I felt really fucking good. I had to fight myself from dropping my head back with a groan, to just close my eyes and let Juliette pleasure me until I came. But I was focused on her too, I wanted to drive her crazy as much as she was driving me crazy. I wanted to pleasure her until she gave into everything and just let go completely.
I felt her lips against my ear with a soft breath. “Oh, I plan on being a tease.”
I bit my lips as I turned my head in her direction and leaned forward as I wrapped my hand around her throat, I squeezed, not enough to hurt her but enough to catch her by surprise, and I was impressed because she didn’t stop palming my cock—her breath was labored and she had her other hand flat on my chest as she tried to push me off but I held her in place as I brought my lips close to hers.
Her eyes lit with excitement and anticipation. Her breath hitched as her chest began to fall and rise rapidly.
“Is that so?”
I said in a calm manner.
My dick began to throb—this reaction out of Juliette was doing it for me, I wanted to see more of it. I was growing addicted by the second.
Her tongue darted out as she licked her lips and arched a brow. “What are you going to do about it, pretty boy?”
I gave up, I was tired of the teasing, if that was the game she wanted to play, that was fine, but I surrendered as I leaned in and kissed her with my hands still wrapped around her throat. She moaned and I felt the vibration from her neck. She adjusted herself on top of me and I was getting harder and harder by the second. The sloppy kiss we shared wasn’t nearly enough for me, but when Juliette pulled away, I watched a string of saliva break away from our lips. Like a fucking addict, I whimpered and leaned in again and took her lips again, “Juliette,”
I murmured.
“Mhm?”
she hummed in between my lips.
“Tell me you love me one more time,”
I nearly begged.
It was truly pathetic how much I needed her to say—how much I needed to hear it. I wanted to hear it all the time.
I released my grip on her throat and Juliette immediately sucked in a breath and my hands glided down to her waist as I heft her up to bring her closer on my thighs, I aligned her pussy on top of my cock as I released a heavy as I held her weight up, I looked up as she slowly released my dick.
“Please,”
I whispered, nearly whimpering the word like I couldn’t wait another second, but I needed to hear it.
Juliette leaned down and connected her forehead against mine, “I love you, Cal—”
she moaned as she held my shoulders once I lowered her down on my cock and thrusted deep inside of her.
She took all of me with just one thrust. Her thighs shake as she moaned loudly, I quickly pressed a hand over her mouth, for one Clay was sleeping in our room, and I didn’t know how thick these walls would be. Ava and Pink could be wandering around the place, and if we were at my house—God if we were at my house—she’d be able to scream as loud as she wanted. I’d get to hear those sweet, sweet sounds she made. Instead I had to listen to her muffled cries as she moaned with each thrust.
I flushed her chest against mine and wrapped my hand around her lower back. I held her in a bear hug as I controlled our pace by moving her with one hand, the other one served as a muzzle to keep her cries from escaping outside of the bathroom walls. I groaned as I glanced outside and noticed the snow—snow? When did it begin to snow?
Never mind that. Juliette tensed around my cock like she was edged, damn near coming on my cock already. She was fucking insatiable, holding onto me for dear life as she dug her nails into my back. I could just imagine that look in her eyes right now, the heavy look of lust, it was indescribable, but it always got me harder…At the thought I moaned, pulsing inside of her.
I was ashamed to say I didn’t think I’d be able to hold out for long.
Not when Juliette was damn near crying over my shoulder with her sweet muffled moans. I could feel her tits press against my chest, her ass perfectly arched as it bounced over my hard cock.
Fuck, I could just picture the sight right now. How well she was taking me.
“Callum,”
Juliette managed to mumble, “fuck, I’m so fucking close.”
I licked her ear, and her entire body shuddered as she sighed. “It’s okay baby, I feel it too.”
As I said, I felt my own release build up like a tide that was close but still a little far away.
“You feel so fucking good, sweetheart, it’s a problem.”
I closed my eyes as I picked up my pace and held her tighter. Her pussy tightened around me again. Fuck. If she kept doing that I’d be coming in the next second. And it didn’t help how wet she was, and it had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that we were both underwater. I could feel how easy it was to move in and out of her with her wetness coating my cock.
“Juliette,”
I moaned with a hoarse voice.
Juliette pulled away from my hold and started guiding herself on my cock as she moved up and down.
She laid a hand flat over my chest as her pace increased, she looked like a fucking work of art like this, tits bouncing up and down, dipped in the water, dipped out of the water with bubble-covered nipples—What.
A.
Fucking. Sight.
She kicked her head back as her lips parted open with pleasure, and almost like a reflex I reached out and twisted one of her nipples with a low groan.
If she wasn’t covered in soap my mouth would be all over her right now.
I slightly regretted not getting out of the bath.
Her brows furrowed as she moaned.
I was fucking ruined and spoiled rotten at the same time.
On the bright side, I’d get to see Juliette like this for the rest of my life and on the downside? Who was I kidding? There was no downside.
I could never be like this with anyone else.
There was no one else.
Juliette or no one else.
Maybe the alternative would be me and the burning image of Juliette and a future of suffering from arthritis in one hand.
Her eyes met mine and I fucking felt it.
The fireworks and the music, the explosion, the fruits smashing into each other, the three-dimension vision, fucking synesthesia.
I released a heavy breath as I came, my hands tighten over her waist until it felt numb, and I knew—surely, that would leave a mark.
Juliette clenched around me one last time as her head fell on my shoulder as she came.
Silence filled the room as she panted softly, and I held her as I rubbed her back.
She must’ve been so exhausted, that long walk down the beach, the cold water, and now this—I’d drained her for all that she was.
I sighed as I gently rubbed water over her back.
She was still in my arms, catching her breath as I held her.
I leaned back against the tub and caressed her gently as I started drawing shapes on her back.
Her hair stuck to my skin, and the curls became kinky, and they suddenly got so much more volume—all her hair wasn’t wet, just mostly the back.
Juliette sighed as she turned the other way and faced the window.
“Mhm?”
she hummed, I felt her soft voice against my chest now that she was in my arms and we were skin to skin.
“Snow,”
she mumbled, a hint of excitement in her voice.
I looked out the window and smiled as I nodded, “yeah, it’s coming down.”
I gently ran a hand down her back, “I love you.”
“I love you,”
she replied back with a deep satisfying breath.
I smiled as I began to write the words on her back.
I love you.