Chapter 40
KYRA
This man, I tell you what. I’m not sure how one single man could be this perfect in real life. We both have made our mistakes, but in the grand scheme of life, he has always just been there for me through everything.
Get out of your damn head and kiss the boy.
I close the small gap between us and kiss him with every single ounce of love and passion I have for him. Taking him off guard for a split second, he finally catches up and grips my head by the back of my neck. Pushing me gently back onto the bed, he tugs my skirt up to allow my knees to part.
“Fuck,” Callum pants as he breaks the kiss. “This is what I have been missing.”
He locks his lips back to mine and places his good knee on the bed while the other is straight out behind him.
He grimaces slightly when he pulls back, before trying to adjust the way he stands while still hovering over my body.
My skirt is bunched up around my waist, and my lace panties are completely exposed.
“Okay, okay, okay,” Cal says, breaking the kiss, and he stands up off the bed and walks a few steps away. “We should probably talk first, fuck second.”
“Umm.” My jaw is slack just staring at Cal. I try to fix my dress so my panties aren’t hanging out anymore. “Ya, sure.”
My heart breaks at the thought that he is going to turn me down. My eyes lower to the ground. I refuse to let him see me break. Seeing his feet out of the top of my vision.
“Nope, do not even let your head go there, Sunflower. Trust me, I would love nothing more than to bury my throbbing cock in your wet heat, but I know we have a lot to work through. We have the rest of our lives for the hot sex I have planned.” I feel his weight settle on the bed next to me, and his hand comes to rest on my thigh.
Turning my head slowly, I look at him, with my head still lowered. Cal adjusts so his good knee is bent up on the bed, so he is looking directly at me.
“Come on, Sunflower. You wanted to talk, let’s talk.”
“Okay…” I take a deep breath and exhale audibly. “I want to try this. I can’t promise I won’t try, and push you away because I’m scared, but I need you to fight for me. I need to be shown that I am worth fighting for.”
“I will show you every single day how much you mean to me. I’m sure we will fight and bicker because that’s what people do, but I swear I will never go to bed without telling you how much you mean to me.”
He leans in close to me and brushes the loose ringlet curl that Nyx put in my hair away from my face. His eyes show every ounce of sincerity I’m sure he’s feeling in his heart.
I’ve been telling you this forever; this man loves you.
“That feels like wedding vows, Cal,” I say with a giggle.
“I will marry you tomorrow in front of everyone after Graham’s wedding if you would let me.
” Cal leans in and gives me a kiss on the forehead.
His lips linger for a moment, he is trying to show me everything his words can’t.
“I’m not great with words, Sunflower, but I hope that tells you how I am feeling. ”
Tears well up in my eyes. I tip my head back and blink quickly to try to get them to disappear without ruining my makeup. Cal turns my head to face him, worry written all over his beautiful face.
“Why are you crying?” He asks gently.
“No tears have fallen, I’m not crying.” I try to convince both of us that I am not actually crying. Cal rolls his ocean blue eyes at me.
“You damn well know what I mean, Sunflower.” He quickly places a chaste kiss on my lips before pulling away to wait for my answer.
“I’ve never had anyone outside of my family, and Nyx cares the way you seem to. Mike didn’t even seem to care so much when we first started dating.”
“Well, you are my world, Kyra. I will do whatever I can to make you happy.” His arms wrap around my shoulders and pull me into his chest. “Now, can we make it Facebook official? Are you my girl?”
We both laugh, and for the first time in forever, my heart and soul are light. As his love fills in any cracks I may have had. Cal lifts my eyes to his just a moment before his lips lock onto mine.
The kiss is everything we both have been needing for months.
I thought the kisses when we first got into this room were hot.
I hadn’t seen anything yet. Our tongues dance with each other, and little moans and gasps leave both of us.
His one hand grips the back of my hair as if he lets go, I will disappear.
The other hand not holding me to him, goes to my breast.
This dress didn’t leave much room for a bra since the neckline plunges to practically my navel.
Immediately, my nipple pebbles under his touch.
My body is always so responsive to him. Mike used to have to work to even get me wet enough to have sex.
One touch from Cal and I turn into a waterfall.
My wetness is already leaking out of me.
“Fuck, how do I get you out of this dress, Sunflower?” Cal moans as he breaks our kiss.
“I’m kinda tapped into this bad boy,” I say with a laugh. Of course, the one time I’m in a dress that takes time to get in and out of is the one time I wish to just rip it off.
“Do you have another dress upstairs?” His eyes have darkened to the deepest blue I have ever seen.
“Ya, I’m sure I can find something else to wear.” Confused by the question.
“I love this dress, it’s hot as fuck.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pocket knife. “But I need access to your body.”
I don’t have a moment to understand what he is saying before he cuts the dress in multiple places, and he gently removes the tape from my chest. Ripping the dress up over my head, I am left only in the black lacy cheeky panties I put on under the dress.
“That’s better.” He says with a groan.
“Cal, that dress was expensive,” I say with shock.
“And I’ll buy you a million more like it. But now that I have you, I need access to every inch of you.”
With that, he also cuts away the last piece of clothing I am wearing. He closes the knife, and he throws it onto the pile of ruined clothes.
“Well, fine, if I have to be naked, so do you.” I start to unbutton his shirt when he grasps it and rips the buttons off with one pull.