“Take me,” I moan.
Callum sinks himself all the way into me with a single thrust. I cry out at the fullness of him, wiggling as I try to accommodate his size. Other men I’d been with definitely did not have this same amount of girth or length.
“Fuck, you’re so good, Siren,” Callum swears. “Taking every inch of me.” I love Callum like this, unraveled and uninhibited only for me.
Callum starts to move now, removing himself and then sheathing back into me with a hard thrust each time.
Another orgasm start to build inside me.
“Callum I’m going to –”
“Come on my cock, Siren. Give me all your orgasms.” His voice is gravelly, and I know he’s close too.
I shatter around his cock as I scream out in pleasure. I have half a thought as I remember there are other rooms surrounding us and that I should be quiet, but soon forget as I lose myself in the desire.
Callum’s thrusts quicken and his breaths are shallow. I brace my hands on the headboard for support as he slams into me over and over.
His cock thickens and twitches as he cries out.
“Fuck, yes, Elia,” he shouts, and his warm come spurts in thick streams into me.
When Callum stills and pulls himself out of me, I flop around to my back to stare at him. He’s covered in sweat from exertion, but there’s a faint glow to him that he didn’t have before.
He grabs a discarded cloth and comes back to bed. I’m still spreadeagle in the bed, his warm come dripping out of me onto the bed and down my back hole.
Callum takes a second to stare at the obscene sight of me, and a smug, satisfied smirk crosses his face.
“If you’re done staring at the mess you’ve made, would you mind passing me that rag?” I retort, the corner of my mouth tugging up in a grin.
Callum drags the wet cloth between my thighs gently, cleaning me, placing a kiss on either side of my thighs.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I? I’m sorry I was a bit rough, I - ” The refined, formal, polite Callum has returned, and I silence him with a kiss.
“That was perfect. Ready to do it again,” I wink saucily and he smirks in response.
“Give me…” He tilts his head in consideration. “Thirty minutes, and I can go again.”
I pout. “Thirty?”
“Fine. Twenty,” he grumbles.
Callum climbs into the bed next to me, pulling me into his arms and kissing me on the top of my head.
I can’t stop smiling and burrow myself further into his chest.
“Elia?” Callum asks.
“Hmm?” I glance up at him.
“I’m falling in love with you, too.”
I laugh and beam at him. “I’d gathered that from the whole…” I gestured to our clothes abandoned in a pile in the middle of the room.
“I wanted to make sure you knew.”
I lean forward and press a kiss to his lips. “I do. And I’m falling for you, too.”
I pull myself closer to Callum, his erection hardening against me already.
