He thrusts hard, then stops. “I only want me inside you like this, Calla.” He thrusts again, causing me to scream out and squeeze him with my legs. “Only my cock.”
I nod my head, lost in the moment. “Okay.” I bite my lip as he looks into my eyes. “Okay.”
That one words causes him to lose it. Gripping my face, he pounds into me, not slowing down until I’m coming undone and screaming in his arms.
A few seconds later, he carries me to the sink and sets me down as he quickly pulls out of me. He reaches for his dick and strokes it a few times, about to come any second, but I quickly push his hand away and jump down to my knees. I want to taste him so bad that my chest aches.
Swirling my tongue around the head of his dick, I suck it into my mouth while stroking it with my hand. A few seconds later I feel his cum hit the back of my throat. Without even thinking about it, I swallow it, being sure to clean up every last drop afterwards.
He throws his head back and moans, watching me with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on him. Reaching for my hand, he pulls me up to my feet and presses his forehead to mine. “I think I’m in love,” he teases.
My heart swells for a split second until I quickly remind myself that he didn’t mean it like that.
We’re standing here, looking each other in the eyes, when someone knocks on the door. We both just smile as he helps me put myself together before fixing himself.
The person knocks again. “Any day now.”
“Coming,” Kyan says with a smirk.
I burst out in laughter before playfully pushing his chest. “I guess it’s only polite to get back to the wedding and give this asshole the bathroom.”
Grabbing my face, Kyan bites my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. “That’s okay. We have all night afterwards.”
I tilt my head and look at him in question. “We do?”
He nods his head and smiles, the cutest damn smile in the world. “I booked a room on the way here. You’re staying with me and Tori is driving back to Chicago.” He places his hand on my lower back. “Let’s go.”
I smile and walk out of the bathroom with pride, as Kyan holds the door open for us. To my surprise, Jordan is leaning against the wall waiting to get in. I was so wrapped up in Kyan that Jordan’s voice didn’t mean shit. It was a stranger to me.
He walks past us, giving us an awkward head nod, before closing himself into the bathroom.
Walking back to the party, all I can think of is how Kyan booked a room and wants me to stay with him. He couldn’t even kiss me on the mouth and now he wants me sleeping in the same bed as him.
I’m not sure I can survive a night with Kyan Wilder . . .
BEING HERE FOR CALLA BECAME my top priority for the night. I’m well aware that I fucked up with Kevin and I won’t be getting my gym, but there comes a time when you need to realize that the people you care about are more important. There will be other fucking gyms. There won’t be another Calla.
The look in her eyes and reading that letter tore at me. Then when I saw Jessica, I realized that just because it was easier for me than I expected, doesn’t mean it would be as easy for Calla; especially when it involved seeing both people that hurt her getting married. I couldn’t let her go through that alone.
The party ended over thirty minutes ago, so I left Calla downstairs in the lobby to say goodbye to her family. When she gets up here I plan to spend the night making sure that she feels good. I won’t let her be unhappy while she’s here in my arms. I may not be able to offer her much at home, but tonight I can.
The door opens as I’m pulling my shirt and tie off. I bring my attention up to Calla and smile. “How did it go?”
She shamelessly checks out my chest and abs as I stand here running my hands through my hair. Smiling, she falls back on the bed and grabs the blanket. “It went as well as it could, I suppose. It’s not going to be easy, but Kyan . . .” She grabs my hand and pulls me toward the end of the bed. “You made it so much less painful. I can never thank you enough for coming. What about that meeting you had?”
I crawl onto the end of the bed and scoot her up towards the headboard. Taking off her heels, one by one, I toss them beside me on the floor. “It’s not a big deal. There will be more meetings in my future.”
She closes her eyes and releases a satisfied breath as I massage her legs, slowly working my way up to her thighs. “Kyan, your hands feel so good.” She bites her bottom lip as I massage right under her ass cheeks. “I could let you do this all night. Oh wow.”
A laugh rumbles deep in my chest as I lean over and pull her dress over her head. “Well, we have all night and my hands definitely never get tired of touching you.” Slowly, I pull her up and unsnap her bra, letting it fall to the bed beside us. Then I go down in between her legs and grab her thong in my teeth, slowly pulling them down her legs.