I hold for a few seconds.

“Please,” she says. “Please.”

I draw in a breath, pull out, and plunge back inside her.

“Good?” I ask.

“Yes. Good. But different good.”

“God, yes. Different. Even tighter. Damn, Callie. I love you.”

“I love you too. So much.”

I begin slowly but increase my speed as I massage her clit with my thumb. Her eyes close, and she clenches the bed linens. Moans escape her—soft and sexy moans—and I know I won’t last much longer.

I increase the friction to her clit. Come on, baby. You’ve got to come. Please.

When she finally releases, I can feel the contractions even though I’m not in her pussy. And damn… Damn…

I close my eyes. Thrust harder, harder… Until—

“Damn, Callie,” I groan as my cock pulsates into her.

I’m embedded so deep in her most private place, and the orgasm rocks through me like a tsunami.

Amazing.

Different.

And oh, so good.

Like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

And I know…

I know for sure…

This is right.

This is us.

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

CALLIE

We have to go back to the party.

I know this. I know it as I come down from the climax that propelled me to the moon.

I know it as Donny brings me a warm washcloth and takes care of me.

I know it as Donny and I dress.

And I know it as he kisses me hard and then whispers into my ear, “Thank you.”

“Thank you,” I whisper back.

He opens the door. “Shall we?”

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