Chapter 62
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
ASTRID
I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t even think.
I climbed up onto Calix’s lap, straddled his waist, and kissed him hard on his pretty mouth. He sucked in a sharp breath, but moved his lips against mine, his fingers dancing alongside my hips, as if he had been aching for this.
After dragging my nails down his chest and abdomen, I curled my fingers around the hem of his shirt and began to tug it up, tracing his muscles. I didn’t know which one of us needed this more, and honestly, I didn’t care.
All I wanted to do was forget about him and Mira. I hated her, but I loved the fact that he had been begging for me to talk to him, for me to be with him, for me to be his. Not her. In this little game that Mira wanted to play, I was always winning.
He broke the kiss so I could tug his shirt over his head. Then he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled back on it, leaving my neck open and bare. He sank his face into the crook between my shoulder and collarbone, sucking on my skin.
“You’re mine,” he mumbled, kissing all over. “Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.”
I curled my fingers around his muscular shoulders, my head lolling back and a soft moan leaving my mouth. He groaned against my skin, his hands sliding up my back, yanking me closer until there wasn’t a centimeter of space between us.
Once he tugged off my top, I ground against him, my fingers digging into his muscle, the heat beginning to rush through my body. I clenched, desperate and aching for him to be inside me already.
This was wrong. It always had been. But I didn’t care.
“Please,” I whimpered. “I need it.”
I deepened the kiss, fingers tangling in his hair. When he reached down between us to pull himself out of his jeans, my stomach flipped. We had had sex before, many times, but I felt like it was that first night again, back at that party.
“Don’t hold back.” I hovered above him, letting him line up at my entrance. “Please, do—”
Another moan left my mouth as he pushed himself up into me. My eyes rolled back inside my head, and I brushed my hips against his, desperate to be filled. He groaned into my mouth and gripped my waist tightly.
“Hellcat,” he murmured.
I bucked my hips again, slow and deliberate. “Calix …”
He wrapped me up into his strong embrace and slammed up into me, groaning again into my mouth. I sat back down on his huge cock, letting him get even deeper inside my tight little pussy. He lifted me up once more. Toes curled, I dropped my hips back, another groan leaving both our mouths.
It started slowly; he’d lift me up, and I’d sit back down.
But it quickly turned into him lifting me up and dropping me back down as he pounded into me. Faster and faster and faster and even faster. Until the entire car was shaking. I cried out in pleasure, the pressure rising higher and higher inside me.
“I love you,” he mumbled against my lips, slamming up into me. “I love you so much.”
My heart raced, and I exploded around him. “I love you too. God, I love you too!”