Marriage with my daughter's father: Darling please be gentle - Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Go deeper
Winter’s hands attentively moved over Kalix’s upper body, careful to avoid the bandage that wrapped around his side. Her touch was gentle and deliberate, skimming over every defined muscle with care. But the moment she realized it was time to move lower, her throat went dry.

Her eyes paused, landing on the thick length that had hardened—unyielding and unapologetic. And the second her hand drifted past his waist, it twitched.

She instinctively looked up at Kalix. He had been unbelievably quiet, but the tension in his jaw, the way his eyes burned through her, told her everything. Her mere touch was slowly awakening the beast within him.

Every brush of her fingers sent his muscles rippling under her palm. He was holding back—but just barely.

He had made his intentions clear since the beginning. He didn’t push. He waited, biding his time for the moment his wife would finally give his throbbing need the attention it craved.

“Tame it, angel,” he murmured after a long pause, his voice a low growl laced with restraint.

Winter swallowed hard, her breath catching as her hands trembled. She remembered the last time she’d tried to help him—how she’d thought it would be enough. But nothing about Kalix ever was. She’d given him everything she could, and still, his desire had remained insatiable. His body had continued to seek hers long after her strength had given out.

And now, here he was again. Hard, aching, waiting. Still poking at her control. Still daring her to surrender.

Kalix’s gaze burned through her hesitation, and after a long, tense pause, Winter finally reached out and touched him.

The moment her fingers brushed over his cock, a spark surged through his body, a deep rumble vibrating from his chest in response.

Winter was baffled by how, every time she touched him, he seemed even larger than before. She didn’t linger on the thought, though. Instead, she focused on taming the beast in front of her.

She had used her hands before, but suddenly, a memory stirred in the back of her mind. A mischievous glint lit her eyes.

Her hand stopped. She pulled back instantly, leaving Kalix confused and tense.

He was already far too aroused to be left hanging like that. But when she dropped to her knees in front of him, his eyes widened with raw hunger.

“Guide me,” she murmured, her voice low, uncertain—but bold in its own way.

Winter had read somewhere that men enjoyed being taken in someone’s mouth, and in that moment, she decided she wanted to try it—on him.

Kalix’s eyes darkened the second she cast him a sultry glance. Their gazes locked as she slowly wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, bringing her lips closer with deliberate intent.

Parting her lips, she gently licked the sensitive tip, watching his jaw clench in response.

Something inside her knew this was only the beginning of something wild. And judging by Kalix’s reaction, she was doing just fine.

His free hand came down to cradle her head, fingers weaving into her hair before gripping it tightly, guiding her closer.

“Go deeper,” he said, his voice rough with desire.

She obeyed without hesitation.

Winter took him into her mouth like it was something sweet she wanted to savor—licking him slowly, diligently, drawing every bit of reaction she could from him.

Every swirl of her tongue earned a deep rumble from above. She could feel the tension coiling in his thighs, his muscles tightening as her mouth worked over his length.

And when he pushed gently, urging her to take more of him, she did.

“Use your hand too, angel,” he growled.

Winter did exactly as he told her, savoring every inch of him until his thick length nudged the back of her throat.

Her hand moved in sync with her mouth, gliding up and down as she took Kalix deeper, feeling him throb and grow impossibly harder with each passing second.

Kalix tilted his head back, biting into his lower lip, his control slipping. Her mouth was doing unspeakable things to him—pleasure crashing into him in wave after wave. He’d never felt so close to the edge, so utterly undone.

And then he burst—hot and deep into her mouth—his body jerking slightly as release tore through him.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, breath stolen by the force of his climax. His eyes locked on Winter, dark and wild with need even in the aftermath.

Without a second’s hesitation, he pulled her to her feet and captured her lips in a searing kiss, tasting himself on her tongue without a hint of shame.

Winter’s knees were unsteady, her jaw sore and lips tingling, but the moment Kalix’s mouth claimed hers, a new surge of energy rushed through her veins.

They kissed like they were starved, breathless and frantic, hands grasping, pulling, needing—devouring each other like nothing else mattered.

Despite being injured, Kalix’s ability to leave her utterly exhausted remained alarmingly high. But when Winter finally caught her breath and realized how much time had passed, she gently pulled away.

“Let’s continue some other time. Seren will be home any minute,” she muttered, breathless, her lips still tingling from his kiss.

If it weren’t for his daughter’s arrival, Kalix wouldn’t have cared about the pain in his ribs or the bruises on his body—he would’ve taken Winter right there, without restraint, the way he’d always wanted.

But the silent, knowing look she gave him pulled him back from his reckless thoughts.

And without a word, without resistance, he let her clean him—quietly, tenderly—his wild hunger momentarily tamed by her touch.

By the time Winter had finished helping Kalix get dressed, a call from Sean came through.

“Your suspicion was correct,” Sean confirmed. “A voice modulator was used every time the employer contacted Kingstone.”

The news left both Kalix and Winter momentarily stunned.

“Were you able to retrieve the original voice?” Winter asked, her tone sharp with anticipation.

“Not yet. The team’s still working on decrypting the layers. It might take some time,” Sean replied.

“Alright. Keep me posted the moment they find anything,” Winter said before ending the call.

She turned to Kalix, a serious look passing between them—one that said everything without needing words. Something bigger was unraveling, and they both felt it.