Page 4 of Now that I Found You
“I want to watch you do that,” she breathes, sliding her hand between her legs to touch herself. Good lord, she is fucking perfect.
I give her what she wants, rubbing my thumb over the tip of my dick, catching the cum dripping before reaching out and pressing it against her lips. She opens her mouth for me, tasting me, as her eyes light up with fire in the depths.
She ditches her earlier idea and closes the distance between us, rubbing her wetness over me, coating my cock. She pulls her panties to the side as she moves to slide down over me, keeping me pressed to the hilt.
Her eyes find mine again, and the love I find shining back at me is nearly my undoing. The way she fits so perfectly around me makes my heart beat out of my chest. Having her body pressed against me, it’s as if everything makes sense. I’m whole.
Her fingers run through my hair, pulling on the strands as she tilts my head back and captures my lips in a soul-crushing kiss. Her body rocks against mine as my hands wrap tightly around her waist, holding her to me.
She throws her head back. Leaning my head forward, I kiss her neck, feeling her heart beat beneath my lips through every struggled breath she takes.
“Callum,” she moans, her grip on my hair tightens, and I know she’s close. Her body is wound so tight as her pussy clenches around me.
“Ellie, baby. I want you to come with me. Come, baby,” I mutter, just as I lightly bite down on her collarbone.
Her body trembles, as she wraps her arms around my neck collapsing against me. I wrap my arms around her. She doesn’t move to break our connection, only moves to circle her legs around my lower back, holding herself closer to me.
When our heart rates both go back to normal, I reach my hand up and brush my thumb over the apple of her cheek as I whisper, “I swear you were made to be loved by me.”
