Marriage with my daughter's father: Darling please be gentle - Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: You are making me fall for you
Winter breathed heavily, the aftermath of her orgasm leaving her in shambles.

Kalix lay beside her, his gaze drinking in the breathtaking sight of her. She was radiant, glowing even more in the wake of her release.

But before he could admire her further, she moved. Turning toward him, she climbed on top, her touch sending a shiver down his spine.

Kalix smirked, resting a hand beneath his head as he watched her, captivated by the intensity in her eyes.

“Now, my turn.”

His pupils darkened as she leaned in, peppering kisses down his chest, her lips warm and teasing.

Their eyes remained locked, desire simmering between them as she moved lower. The wetness of her tongue left a trail of heat against his skin, inching closer to the waistband of his pants.

Lifting herself slightly, she traced her fingers along his belt, making quick work of the buckle.

Kalix had always known Winter was bold, but watching her take control like this made him push aside any lingering doubts.

“Brace yourself, Kalix,” she murmured, her voice dripping with mischief. “This angel of yours is far from innocent.”

His lips curled into a smirk, amusement and arousal intertwining. As she tugged at his pants, he lifted his hips, allowing her to slide them down with ease.

Winter crawled back up, claiming his lips in a heated kiss as she rocked her hips against him, creating a delicious friction that made him groan.

Winter was deliberate with her movements, each touch making Kalix’s cock throb with need. Only he knew just how badly he wanted to be inside her, to lose himself in her completely.

But now, he didn’t regret the delay. It was worth every agonizing second.

“Do you like it?” She whispered into his ear, her breath warm against his skin. Pulling back, she met his gaze, watching the fire burning in his eyes.

Kalix didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the back of her head and crashed his lips against hers, claiming her with a hunger that made her tremble.

“I like everything about you, Angel,” he murmured between fervent kisses.

Winter’s deliberate teasing was unraveling him, stoking a desire so fierce he could barely hold back.

His hands slid to her hips, gripping them firmly as he guided her along his length.

Heat rushed between them, tearing down the walls they had built, leaving nothing but raw, unfiltered emotion in its wake.

Kalix was nearing his peak, his restraint hanging by a thread, but Winter refused to let him have his release just yet. She broke away from his lips, trailing kisses down his body before settling between his legs, only for her eyes to widen in shock the next second.

“Why is it so big?” She blurted, staring at the impressive length before her.

Kalix smirked, amusement flickering in his darkened gaze. “And yet, it slid so smoothly inside you. It was made for you, Angel.”

Her breath hitched. Back then, caught in the heat of the moment, she hadn’t fully grasped just what she had taken inside her. But now, staring at him, reality hit her. How had she even endured it?

But there was no going back now. She had started this, and she wasn’t about to stop.

Dismissing her doubts, Winter swallowed hard and reached out, wrapping her fingers around his length. The instant she touched him, the heat radiating from him made her pulse quicken.

He was thick, almost too much for her hand to hold, and she realized just how much work it would take to satisfy him.

And yet, the challenge only excited her more.

Without thinking twice, Winter wrapped her fingers around him and began to move, her hand gliding up and down his length. With every stroke, he grew harder, throbbing beneath her touch.

Kalix’s breath hitched, his head falling back as pleasure crashed over him. Her small, delicate hands worked him expertly, sending waves of heat through his body. He felt overwhelmed…needy, greedy for more.

Winter caught sight of him biting his lip, the raw desire in his expression sending a thrill through her. The sight alone turned her on, making her movements instinctively quicken.

She poured all her energy into pleasuring him, her hands working tirelessly over his thick, veined length. But as she continued, her fingers trembled, her body reacting to the sheer intensity of the moment.

She had no idea how long she could keep going or how she would finally tame him, but the sound of his breathless groans and the sight of his overwhelmed body urged her on. Each reaction reassured her that she was doing it right.

Winter didn’t know how long she had been admiring Kalix’s flushed, pleasure-stricken face, but the moment his body shuddered beneath her final touch, she knew that he had unraveled completely.

A rush of satisfaction flooded her, making her limbs weak. Before she could steady herself, she lost her balance and collapsed onto his chest, breathless.

“I’m exhausted,” she muttered, feeling utterly drained.

Little did she know, her relentless effort had sent him into sheer ecstasy, one he had never felt before.

“Sleep tight,” he whispered into her ear, watching as she drifted off. His hand continued to caress her back in slow, soothing strokes until exhaustion finally took over, and he closed his eyes.

Morning arrived with a soft glow filtering through the curtains. Winter’s trained instincts stirred her awake, and she slowly blinked, adjusting to her surroundings.

As consciousness settled in, memories of the previous night rushed back, making her breath hitch. A dull ache coursed through her hand, a reminder of her efforts, but when she turned to the side, the sight before her made her heart pause.

Kalix lay next to her, his face serene in sleep, his arms wrapped around her hand as if he were holding onto something precious, clutching it close to his chest, as if afraid to let go.

Winter didn’t know what haunted Kalix at night, what demons kept him restless. But seeing him sleeping peacefully beside her brought a strange sense of calm.

He would never say it aloud, but she had already noticed the sleeping pills he often took. And yet, last night, without them, he had finally found rest.

A soft smile tugged at her lips. If she had been the reason for his peace, even for just one night, she was glad.

“You’re making me fall for you, Kalix,” she murmured, her gaze fixed on his peaceful face as she watched him stir.

Winter froze, holding her breath. But the moment his eyes fluttered open, instinct took over, and before he could fully wake, she leaned in and sealed his lips with hers.