“I like it,” she says with a watery smile. “I like it a lot, actually. But I like the words too.”
“Ah, baby, I’m sorry. Callie, I’m so in love with you I can’t see straight.”
“I love you, too,” she whispers.
“I’m in love with all of our little things,” I say softly, wiping tears from her cheeks.
“They’re not so little,” she replies, and grins.
“I love the big things, too,” I say and simply stare into her eyes. She nods and yawns happily, cuddled up beside me.
“Can we do this all day?” she asks.
“What, have sex? I suppose, but I need to catch my breath, baby.”
She giggles. “No, stay in bed.”
“Most of the day, but we have dinner at Mama’s house tonight.”
She nods happily. “Okay.” She shifts her legs and grimaces. “I need a shower. I’m sticky.”
“Good idea.” I scoop her up and stalk into the bathroom, start the shower, and set her in the tub, climbing in after her. “I love your body.”
“I love your body,” she replies and grabs the soap, lathers up a wash cloth, and begins cleaning me up. “I love your chest and arms. The muscles are defined perfectly.” She glides her hands over me. “Your abs are perfect. Hard, but not airbrushed.”
I bark out a laugh, and then swallow thickly when she moves down to my semi-hard cock.
“And this is just… perfect for me. It fits,” she says simply.
“Fits where?” I ask.
“My mouth, my *, my hand.” She smiles up at me sweetly, then slips behind me. “And your ass makes my mouth water.”
“You’re welcome to bite my ass anytime.”
So she does, hard. I glance back at her, and she just smiles innocently while she washes my ass cheeks, then up my back, and finally I can’t take it anymore, I turn the tables on her, stealing the cloth from her and begin running it all over her body.
“You make me crazy,” I murmur. “Your breasts are the perfect size, and so responsive to my fingers and mouth.” At my words, they pucker, making me smile. “I love your firm body. Your height. Your strength.”
Her body is all soapy now, and she’s watching me with humor-filled eyes. “I love your *, baby. Sliding inside you is the closest I’ll ever get to heaven.”
I move out of the way of the water so she can rinse, and she reaches down and clenches my cock in her hand, immediately bringing me right back to attention.
“It seems you’ve caught your breath,” she says.
“This shower isn’t conducive to me fucking the hell out of you,” I growl, turning off the water and lead her to the vanity. I cage her in and kiss the hell out of her, then spin her around, bend her over and push inside her. “I love how tall you are,” I growl, my eyes closing as her warmth surrounds me.
She leans on the mirror and pushes back against me. “Fuck me hard,” she demands.
I slap her ass, on both sides, then grip her hair in my hand and pull.
Hard.
She gasps, but her face in the mirror is pure bliss.
“I’ve wanted to pull your hair like this since the first time I saw you,” I say, my voice rough. Her head is tilted up, exposing her long neck, and I lean forward to bite, then suck on it, making her moan. I know she loves it when I go for the neck.
She reaches down and rubs her clit vigorously, and quickly pushes back against me and comes spectacularly.
She squeezes me so hard, I can’t help but follow her over. I try not to rest my weight on her as I come, leaning my hands on the counter on either side of her.
“I’m sticky again,” she says with a grin.
“The first priority on our list is renovating this bathroom,” I say as I pass her a towel. “We need a better shower, and a bigger vanity. I think we almost broke that one.”
“We do?” she asks, one brow cocked.
“Yes. We.” I toss my towel on the floor and take her face in my hands, touching her gently now. “Stay here, with me.”