Chapter 15 Calvin
CALVIN
Grace lies sprawled on the bed before me, her hair fanned out on the comforter. She’s already pulling her t-shirt over her head as I tug at her leggings, and in another moment she’s wearing nothing but a sexy smile.
My hands run over her body, caressing every curve and every crevice. I can’t believe this woman is mine. I thought I had to protect everyone on the mountain, but for the rest of my life, the one person I must protect above all others is here. Grace, and the kids we’re going to have.
“What are you thinking?” she asks.
My fingers trail between the crevice of her breasts and over her belly.
“I’m thinking about how good you’ll look with a baby bump.”
Her eyes go wide, but she doesn’t look displeased.
“Slow down, sheriff. No need to rush.”
But there is. Now that I’ve found her, I want to get on with our lives together.
I want marriage and a cabin full of babies.
I don’t care how impractical that is for my one-bedroom cabin.
I’ll fucking build an extension or we’ll buy a bigger place, whatever needs to happen.
Grace and the family we’re going to have are my priority now.
I’m thinking all this as I stroke her thighs, watching her shiver as my fingertips get closer to the glistening place between her legs.
I sink onto my knees before her and kiss the soft skin of her thighs until I reach her musky center.
Grace’s hips buck as my tongue glides between her folds and finds her sensitive core.
I inhale her as I caress her with my tongue, licking and sucking and teasing her until she’s gripping the bedsheets and pleading with me for release.
Only then do I slide a finger inside and bear down, holding on as the orgasm wracks her body.
“Calvin!” she screams as the release jolts through her.
It shouldn’t surprise me that Grace is a loud lover.
She pants and cries out and screams my name every time I make her cum, dragging another orgasm out of her just to hear her shriek.
Only when she’s a quivering mess do I mount the bed.
She shuffles backwards to make room for me.
I cradle her in my arms, planting kisses on her face as our hips collide and my hardness finds her entrance.
When I sink into her, it’s everything I imagined it would be. Her walls tighten around me, and her eyes go wide. There’s a flash of fear, then I push forward. She winces and I hold still, letting her adjust to the new sensation.
“Are you okay?”
“It fucking hurts.” I move backwards, and she grabs my ass. “Don’t you dare pull out.”
I wait inside her until I feel her walls relax and her breathing normalizes. Then we rock together, our hips rolling as our bodies move as one.
I bend one of her knees to her chest, and her eyes widen as I slide in deeper.
“Calvin…” she whines. “It’s too fucking good.”
I plunge in harder, and her brow creases. There’s no smirk on her face now. Just pure pleasure which spurs me on.
She rocks her hips, and I feel every sensation throughout the nerve ends of my body. The pressure builds, and with every thrust the love I have for this woman strengthens. We’re bonded now, and it feels so fucking right.
Grace is making panting noises with every thrust, and they get louder and higher pitched until she screams my name as she falls over the edge, her body thrashing under mine and making me lose the last bit of control.
I explode into her. Shock waves course through my body as I give her everything I’ve got.
She’s mine, forever, and I’m never letting her go.
We fall asleep with our limbs and hearts entwined. No one knows when we’ll breathe our last breaths, but life is for living, and I’m living mine with the woman I love.