Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
My eyes fill with happy tears, dazed and so in love with him. “I love you, Evan.”
“I love you, Callie,” he whispers, and then he kisses me.
In the middle of a frozen pond.
In Bigfoot country.
Even Hallmark couldn’t write a better moment.
thirty-two
Evan
I don’t even see the color of the room, the setup, or anything.
There is no point when Callie is in my arms.
I kiss down her throat as I kick the door shut, forgetting our things in the Jeep. We don’t need them; we only need each other. She’s freezing, but her clothes come off quickly. I pick her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to the bed, covering her body with mine. Between our kisses, my jacket and shirt join hers on the floor as she rolls us over, her body on top of mine. She kisses down my chest, tracing her tongue over my last name that is tattooed across my chest, which causes my ass to clench and my cock to throb. I kick off my shoes, toeing off my socks as she undoes my pants.
She starts to push them down, but I grab ahold of her hands, sitting up and moving them behind her as I take her mouth with mine. She gasps as I kiss down her neck and shoulders while I hold her hands behind her, not allowing her to move. I run my tongue down her chest, along her scars, and up her neck again, tasting every bit of her. It’s not enough, though. It’s never enough. I lift her hands over her head and then lay her back on the bed as our lips meet in a heated combination of emotion and excitement. Never in my life did I think I would actually find someone who would make me want to utter those three words, but Callie isn’t just someone.
She’s everything.
I hold her hands down on the bed as I kiss all over her body and undo her pants. She’s already kicked off her shoes, so it doesn’t take long before she’s fully naked beneath me. I fall between her legs, where I belong, and I want nothing more than to drown inside her. As I kiss down her chest to her belly, I let go of her wrists, and she tries to move. But when my eyes meet hers, she pauses.
“Bet you can’t stay like that,” I challenge as I reposition myself between her thighs and run my teeth over her slick center. She gasps, arching into me as her eyes go half lidded. She doesn’t answer, not that she needs to. I use my tongue to move past her lips and find her hot, throbbing nub. I swirl my tongue around it, opening her up with my fingers and holding her thighs apart with my elbows. I suck her into my mouth, wanting every single bit of her between my lips. Wanting to consume her. She cries my name, thrashes beneath my mouth, but she doesn’t move her hands. She arches up, crying out loudly, and it’s hard to even think with all the naughty noises leaving her lips.
Her moans are like a symphony to my ears, and I swear I haven’t ever heard anything as intriguing and beautiful as her. No love ballad can compare to the complex artistry that is this girl. When I don’t trust myself, she is there, reminding me who I am. Other than Owen, I didn’t think there was another person out there who could get on the same level as me and truly know me. I never gave loving myself again a second thought. I didn’t think I deserved it. I was a failure. But being loved by Callie, I know I am worth it.
I suck her clit into my mouth, gently nibbling on it, and she comes undone, her whole body going taut as she screams my name, loudly, with no cares who the hell hears her.
“Pretty sure Bigfoot heard that one,” I tease as I kiss her center, licking at her and making her thrash beneath me as her gasping laughter fills the room.
“Well, we’re screwed if he shows, ’cause he can’t have me. I’m all yours.”
I kiss her stomach. “Fuck yeah, you are,” I insist, kissing her again. “Always.”
Her breath catches as our lips meet, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her against me as our hearts beat in time with each other. I roll to my side so I don’t squish her, but she continues the roll, her knees falling open on either side of my hips. Her wet center presses into my pants as she sits up, brushing her wild hair out of her face, looking like a fucking dream. I put my hands behind my head, gazing up at her with such adoration.