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“That makes more sense.”
“It does?” she wondered, still staring at him.
“Yeah, Rafe doesn’t seem like the kind of man that hides who he is or what he wants.”
“No, I guess not.” Vivian returned to the task he’d assigned her and picked up his bag from the floor. With the zipper opened halfway, she turned and nearly ran into Callum.
Startled, she dropped the bag. Her gasp of surprise died quickly when his hand sunk beneath her hair and cupped her nape. Gazes locked, he walked her backward until she bumped into the wall.
Heart pounding, she knew this was it.
His lips descended, swooping down on hers. The pressure against her mouth was firm, and within seconds he’d kissed her lips apart and slid his tongue between them.
Oh my God, did he ever taste good.
Better than anything she’d ever tasted. She moaned into his mouth, greedily lapping up every stroke, every delicious movement. He thrilled her when he groaned and gathered her closer, pushing his body against her.
The contact was everything.
Leaving her mouth, he kissed a trail down her jaw and nibbled on her neck. She tilted her head to the side, jerking so her hair would fall away, giving him more space. He slid one thick thigh between her legs, pressing against her core.
“I’m also the kind of man who doesn’t hide what he wants, and right now, what I want is to make you come.”
His mouth consumed hers once more, stealing her breath, feeding her need. Groaning, she clung to his shoulders, feeling those hard muscles beneath her fingers as he held her still for his kiss.
When she began rubbing her sex against his thigh, he abandoned her mouth, kissing a trail across her jaw.
Teeth gently closed around her earlobe, making her gasp. “Callum.”
She felt his smile against her skin, then his low groan when his palm came up to cradle her breast.
Dropping her head back against the wood, she let the sensations swallow her, whimpering when his fingers teased her nipple through her bra and shirt.
He pinched the fabric. “I’m taking this off.”
“Yes.”
Seconds later, the shirt was gone and his hands were at her back, fiddling with the bra hooks until they came loose. He dragged the straps down her shoulders.
At first, she was nervous, even though he’d seen her body just last night, but this was different. It was not mechanical and mandatory. This was a pleasure.
When the bra lay on the floor, she glanced at Callum as he stared down at her bare breasts. She’d always assumed they were average. Not too small, not too big, and just there to be stuffed into a bra. But right now, the tips were so pointed they ached.
Callum didn’t touch. His chest rising and falling.
The way his gaze consumed her made her feel sexual in a way she never had before.
He grasped her hips and hoisted her upward, pinning her to the wall with his body. She spread her legs to allow his hips to settle between them, then his lips closed over her right nipple. Arching her back, she pressed her chest out, eager for everything he was going to give her.
Soon, she was grinding her pelvis against him, desperate for more.
He switched, his mouth moving hungrily to her other breast as his fingers pulled at her wet nipple.
“Callum!” she cried, the sensations in her building.
Lowering her so her feet rested on the floor once more, his voice was husky when he asked, “Have you ever come before?”
“What?”
