34. Cale
cale
She’s everything.
The words are a chant in my head, sliding into my veins and throughout my body as I stare down at Melanie’s molten blue eyes.
Her soft pink lips part on an exhale, her tongue darting out to wet them.
It’s not a seductive move, but that just makes it all the more tempting.
She has no goddamn clue how fucking sexy she is.
“Cale…”
My dick jerks against my zipper at the way she says my name, arousal scorching as it flows through me.
“Yeah, baby?” My voice is a harsh rasp as I focus on the way her pebbled nipples brush against my chest with every shaky breath.
She hooks a hand around my neck, nails scratching against my skin. “You’re gonna fuck me tonight.” Her tone is a perfect blend of sultry and nervous, her lashes fluttering like she expects me to turn her down. “No more waiting. I want you to show me how much I’m loved.”
My heart leaps into my throat as she throws my own words back at me.
I took a risk with how things went down last night, but there was no turning back for me.
We might have started out as neighbors, barely even friends, and we both had our reasons for keeping it casual when we started something more…
Things are different now, and it means the stakes are so much fucking higher.
“I wanted to do things right,” I say, voice sincere.
“We did things backward before, rushing into it before we knew how important it was going to be.” I search her expression, her eyes wide as she watches me, taking in every word.
“I’m here for the right reasons, darlin’.
This isn’t a game for me, and I need you to know that. ”
She lets out a husky laugh, wrapping her legs around my hips to drag me closer, my erection pressing against the apex of her thighs.
I curse inwardly, wishing I’d stripped us completely naked.
Her shirt and bra are still sitting around her neck, her leggings and my jeans working as a barrier from truly feeling her heat against me.
“I know why you’re here.”
“Do you?” I duck my head, pressing a kiss against the swell of her breast, swiping my tongue over the sweet salt of her skin. “Tell me what you know.”
“You love me,” she says confidently.
My mouth curves against her skin. “I do.” There’s no point in denying it. Not that I even wanted to. It all changed for me a long time ago.
It was only a few hours ago that we were tramping around an abandoned cabin, searching for Oakley and Dipshit Davis, hoping for the best possible outcome and trying not to imagine the worst. And now I’ve got this woman, the love of my fucking life, pinned beneath me.
It’s all proven that life is too short and too unpredictable to waste any more time.
“You love my son.”
I lean up to look at Melanie, needing her eyes when I say, “Yes. Although…I don’t really want to talk about Oakley right now.
” I grind my dick against her to prove the point.
Melanie laughs, and I can’t stop myself from reaching down to kiss the sound right off her lips, needing to drag every essence of her into my body.
By the time I pull back, we’re both breathing harder, my weight crushing her into the bed. She doesn’t complain, her arms and legs looped tightly around me, keeping me in place.
“I believe you,” she whispers, lips wet and a little swollen where I nipped her.
“I trust you.” My heart kicks against my ribs so hard that it hurts, knowing how much those words cost, especially with how fresh everything is.
I bend down, intent on stealing another kiss, but she dodges me. “I’m not finished.”
“Good,” I counter, roughly tweaking her nipple, making her gasp. “Because I’m just getting started.” She giggles, the sweetest goddamn sound, and I sigh. “Come on, darlin’. You’re here, under me, looking good enough to eat.” My grin is lecherous as I waggle my brows. “So let me eat.”
“You’re terrible.” She scowls, swatting my shoulder, still laughing. “I just…I need to tell you…” She closes her eyes, pulling in a large breath through her nose before she blurts, “I love you, Cale.”
I freeze, my throat so tight it feels like I’m being choked. Her eyes lock with mine, glistening with tears she doesn’t let fall.
“I never thought I would love again after everything he did.”
“Dipshit,” I mutter.
Melanie’s mouth tugs up in a brief smile.
“I didn’t think I would trust myself to anyone else, because doing that means giving them power to hurt me.
Hurt Oakley.” Her eyes slide away from mine, her lower lip rolling between her teeth.
“I ran from you,” she says quietly. “The moment it looked like it could hurt, and it almost cost me the chance to know what it feels like to be truly loved. I know the difference now, Cale. I know the difference between what I had and this.” She gestures between us.
“It wasn’t real with Dipshit.” I give her a look of approval that has her rolling her eyes. “But with you—”
“I know,” I cut her off, pressing my forehead to hers.
“I know. You were living next door to me, but I never even saw you coming. You’ve rocked my world on its axis.
” I stroke my fingers over her cheek, her eyes glittering back at me, her mouth trembling.
“You’re mine, darlin’. The kid out there? He’s mine too.”
“Forever?”
I shake my head. “Longer.”
I’m up on my knees before she has a chance to respond, roughly yanking her shirt over her head.
Her bra follows as I pull it down her arms and fling it across the room.
I get off the bed, hooking my fingers into the waistband of her leggings and panties, tugging them down and off her legs in one swift motion.
I slowly straighten, staring down at the way she’s splayed over the bed, watching as she stretches her arms above her head, arching her back.
There’s a coy smile on her lips, her eyes hooded.
I feel like I’ve just run a marathon, my heart racing uncomfortably in my chest and my dick throbbing.
I’m desperate to sink inside Melanie, feel the hot, silken clasp of her pussy as I mark her as mine from the inside out.
It’s been too long since I had her under me, and it’ll be different this time, knowing her feelings match mine and that she’s forgiven me.
I drag my thumb over my lower lip as she rubs her thighs together. “You okay, baby?” She doesn’t give me words, just raising an eyebrow as she slowly slides her legs apart, spreading herself open and showing me the way she’s already glistening. “Ah. Fuck me.”
She lets out a throaty laugh. “Well, now, I thought that’s what I was trying to do.”
There’s a damp spot on my boxers where I’m already leaking pre-cum, and I palm myself, squeezing my dick. “You’re a goddess,” I tell her honestly. “You don’t need to try, Mel. I would fucking live inside you if I could.”
“No more playing around, Cale.”
“I didn’t realize that’s what I was doing.” I let my dick go, flicking open the button to my jeans. The rasp of my zipper is loud, and her cheeks flush a dark red. I can’t take my eyes off her as the color crawls down her throat and over her breasts, saliva pooling in my mouth.
Before I realize what her plans is, Melanie is sitting up, scooting to the edge of the bed, her tits jiggling temptingly with the movement. She spreads her thighs, fingers wrapping around my belt loops and pulling me close enough that my knees brush the edge of the bed.
“What’re you doing, darlin’?
She looks up at me through her lashes, sliding her fingers teasingly along my stomach, her knuckles brushing against the dusting of hair that leads into the waistband.
“You once told me you’d never say no to my mouth on you.
” She playfully tugs at my boxers, pulling them and my jeans down enough that my cock springs free, jutting up against my abdomen.
She doesn’t waste any time, wrapping her hand around my dick, jacking me firmly.
I suck a whistling breath through my teeth. “I remember.”
She rubs her thumb over my crown before sucking it into her mouth, pulling it out with a pop.
That’s the only warning I get before she leans forward, wrapping her lips around me.
I throw my head back with a groan as her tongue traces the veins that decorate the sensitive underside.
One hand is gripping my hip, holding me in place, and the other shoves at my pants until they drop to my knees, and then her hand is cupping my balls, rolling them over with her fingers.
“Oh fuck.” I cup her head in my hands. Not controlling her movements, but steadying myself as lights dance across my vision. I’m not pretending I’m in control here, not when she’s got me in the palm of her hand…literally.
Melanie hums, and I grit my teeth as the vibrations send lightning flashing down my spine. She leaves my balls, wrapping her hand around the base of my dick, jerking me in time with her mouth as she quickens her movements.
I stare down at her in awe, watching her fingers glancing against her lips before she drops her hand, bobbing her head down further, taking more of me. She looks up, eyes full of trust and tears.
“Yeah? You want my cock in your throat?” She gurgles, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, the blacks of her eyes eating into the blue. Her knees press into my thighs as she tries to close her legs, her hips shifting like she’s looking for friction.
I tighten my hands on her hair, pulling her down on me, my cock a heavy weight on her tongue.