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“I fell asleep before you, so who let who fall asleep? Come on. Let me get you home.”
She pushed herself up and into her straddling position, grazing my hardness in the process. She sat back in my lap, staring down at me. Her hands fingered the hem of my shirt, and she bit her lip, seemingly contemplating her next moves. Slowly, she pushed my shirt up, revealing my tattooed chest. The entire piece was a dedication to my parents.
“This is a different view other than video calls,” she said softly. Her nails trailed along the ink etched into my skin. “They’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
“Are these your parents?” she asked, tracing their names.
“Yes.”
“Does it still hurt? Wait, that was stupid. I meant, does it get easier... to lose them? It’s been much longer for you than it has for me.”
“It never really gets any easier. I miss them every day. I’ve just learned to live without them.”
Her eyes met mine. Crooking her finger, she leaned in and beckoned me to meet her. I partially sat up, and the moment I was within reach, her lips found mine. Our kiss was soft and sensual but soon turned lustful. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and caressed mine with it. As the kiss deepened, she started grinding against me, just like she had earlier in my bedroom. My dick was painfully erect within a minute or two.
“Pash...” I mumbled against her lips.
“Yes...”
“Baby, you have to stop.”
“I don’t want to stop. I... I want you, Callum. I want you so badly.”
She sat back on my lap. Then she slowly pulled the sleeves of her jumper down and slipped her arms out. Beneath the top portion was a sexy, black lace bra. Her nipples were hard and straining against the fabric. My eyes trailed her top half. Unlike me, she was free of tattoos. Her smooth cocoa skin was flawless. Reaching behind her, she unhooked the bra and pulled it from her shoulders.
I could tell she was nervous by the way she covered herself. She had to know she didn’t have to do this. As bad as I wanted to do it, I wouldn’t if it meant she’d be uncomfortable later. Temporary pleasures would always be fleeting.
“Please?” she whispered, barely audible.
“There’s no going back after this, Pasha.”
“I know.... I want to move forward. My body craves you, Callum. There is only so much I can do to help myself before I need the real thing.” She leaned in and kissed my neck. “I need the real thing... please. Make love to me.”
I answered her by removing her hands from her breasts. Two perfectly kissed chocolate nipples stared back at me. I licked my lips as I dipped my head and kissed them, one, then the other. She shuddered as I took the first one between my lips, suckling it. Her hands went to the back of my head as mine went to her ass. She moaned softly as I gripped it and slowly grinded her against me.
“Callum,...” she whimpered. “That feels so good.”
My dick was fighting to free itself from these pants. The friction of her warm mound grinding against it was pure torture. Securing her in my arms, I stood from the couch and carried her to my bedroom. Inside, I placed her in the center of my bed. Her top half was exposed, but I needed to see all of her,... touch all of her.
“Turn over for me, baby,” I instructed.
She rolled onto her stomach, and I located the zipper holding the fabric together. I pulled it down slowly, planting kisses on her exposed flesh. Her skin was so soft and supple. She smelled so damn good that it was intoxicating. I maneuvered the jumpsuit down over her hips, with her lifting up slightly to assist me. When that black lace thong made an appearance, I bit my lip. Her ass was perfect and round, swallowing up the flimsy fabric.
“Mmm...” I moaned as I caressed the soft mounds. “Shit.”
I gave her cheeks a hard slap before smoothing the sting over with my hand. She whimpered slightly as I stooped to kiss the red-tinted areas. When I pulled off the jumper the rest of the way, I found the seat of her panties soaked.
“Look at you,” I mumbled, pulling the fabric to the side. Her lips glistened with her essence. “Damn, baby.”
When I ran my finger through her slit, she gasped. “Callum... please!”
Sucking her juices from my fingers, I allowed the taste and her smell to linger on my palate so I could commit them to memory. Eagerly, I removed the thong and tossed it aside. Rolling her over onto her back, I gazed down at her with admiration.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I whispered, pulling my shirt over my head. “So perfect.”
She watched intently as I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants. Her hands roamed the softness of her body, gripping and groping various areas of flesh. Her pretty brown eyes trailed my six-foot-two frame as I pushed my pants down over my hips. They pooled at my ankles, and I kicked them off.
