Silent Night (Bad Boy Rockers 5.50) - Page 15

With a heavy heart, I check on Ben, except he’s too occupied to care where I am at that moment, and I carry on upstairs.

At the doorway to our room, I hesitate. Callie is curled up on the bed with the quilt over her small frame, and for the first time, I realize that I’ve gone too far and hurt her more than I ever meant to. I hadn’t intended on hurting her at all.

Moving forward, I crawl on the bed behind my wife and tug her into my arms. She resists at first, so I move into her and nuzzle into her neck. “I love you, Callie. I’m really sorry. I promise I’m going to try and calm everything down, okay?” I bury my face into her shoulder and

feel her release a shuddering breath.

“You have to stop ignoring me?” She turns over and it kills me to see tears on her beautiful face.

I use my thumbs to brush the tears away and bend to kiss each eyelid. “I never ignore you.”

“You do when you get possessive over one of your sisters. It’s as though you don’t hear anything I say, and you don’t give a shit about what I do.” She sniffles into a tissue while my heart sinks knowing that she’s right. “I don’t expect your undivided attention all the time, but it hurts to be ignored.”

“I’m so sorry,” I whisper, meaning every word. “You and our son are my life, Callie. I know I get too worked up, but right here, I’m promising you to stop. If I slip up then grab my balls to get my attention.” I smirk. “I can guarantee you’d have it while holding the family jewels in your hand.” I kiss her forehead and feel huge relief when she responds by slipping her hand over my waist.

“I love you, too.” Callie moves on top of the quilt and wraps a leg over my hip as her fingers rub back and forth on my chest. “Please don’t treat me like that again. It hurts, Reece. A lot.”

The air feels like it’s being sucked out of my chest at her words. It kills me that I hurt the one person I can’t live without. I know I won’t be able to formulate any words with how much she brings me to my knees, so instead, I gather her into my arms and hold her.

Seconds, minutes, tick by and then she slips her hand into the back of my jeans. Her fingers dig into the base of my spine and my eyes roll as my hips push against her grinding pussy.

It never takes much to get me hard and panting for my wife, now is no different. She always turns me inside out. Having her hands on me can be damn well embarrassing whenever she gets the look while out in public.

“Make up sex,” she whispers into my ear. “Now, Reece.” She bites my lobe and my dick jerks.

“Ben,” I groan when her other hand cups me through my sweatpants.

“He’s with your sister.” She kisses along my jaw and nibbles down to my chest.

Sister…

“Fuck, we can’t do this with her in the house.” I’d forgotten that anyone else was around.

“You better do,” Callie snarls, and wiggles out from under me.

Her clothes soon land on the floor and my visual has pre-cum leaking from the tip of my cock. I shove my hand inside my sweats and wrap my fingers around my hard length. My hand isn’t what it wants though. It wants to sink into the tight warmth that Callie offers.

My eyes meet hers as she starts backing toward the bathroom. Her body is beautiful and her lush tits that sway as she moves have me ready to explode in my own hand—that won’t do.

Quickly standing from the bed, I drop my sweats and kick them away before I follow her into the bathroom. I close and lock the door and catch her as she launches herself into my arms.

Her mouth hits mine as her tits press against my chest and her pussy aligns with the pierced head of my dick.

I growl and turn her so that her back is against the door, and thrust inside of her—heaven.

Callie gasps, thrusting her tongue deeper, sucking and licking, before she lifts herself off my rod.

My hands grab her ass and I help her move on me. It’s like shoving my dick into a sheath of pure silk.

“Fuck me, Reece…Hard and fast.”

Callie hisses when I do just that.

My hips have her pinned to the door as I grab her wrists and hold her arms above her head, and then I really start fucking my wife.

It’s exactly what she asked for—fast, hard, and so fucking good.

The minute her eyes start to slowly close, I know she’s close and then when she clenches and ripples around my dick, I let go. I come so fucking hard I’m not sure my legs will hold me up anymore.

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