Page 79 of Untroubled Heart

“Tell me, Trouble.” I ease the denim down her thighs, her black underwear going with it. “Are you going to let your boss fuck you on his desk?”

She’s already heaving, cheeks turning flushed, and I’ve barely started. “I—ah.”

A loud buzz on the desk interrupts us as Callie’s phone lights up, showing an unknown number.

“I have to answer that,” she says, stopping my hand where it travels up her thigh.

“No, you don’t.” I lean down and press a kiss to the inside of her knee.

“It could be daycare. Sometimes the number comes up private.”

I blow out a breath and sit back on my heels. “Okay, but hurry.”

She chuckles as she rolls her eyes and reaches for her phone. “Hello?”

I lay my head over her knees, watching as she waits for the person on the other end of the line to respond.

“Why are you calling me?” Her tone is stilted and direct, making all my senses go on high alert. “All communication needs to stay between our lawyers.”

It’s her fucking ex. It has to be.

“Put it on speaker,” I whisper, but she shakes her head.

“Derek, anything you want to say needs to be presented through your lawyer in writing.” She says the words fiercely, but I can hear a hint of unsteadiness too; she’s intimidated, but she’s holding firm.

It’s hot as fuck watching her hold her ground against her ex—that tenacity and courage that leads her through life has always had me spellbound.

I want to show Callie how beautiful that is, her strength and determination. I also want to show her ex how she’s doing just fine without him, how he has no power over her.

“You said you didn’t want anything to do with her.” I push her legs as wide as they’ll go in the chair and drop a kiss halfway up her thigh. “That—”

I look up when Callie pauses, my lips travelling higher as she stares at me, dumbfounded. “Ah—that requires a l-lawyer.”

Her blue eyes flare when I rub the tips of my fingers over her clit.

She holds the phone away from her mouth and whispers, “What are you doing?”

I take the phone from her hand, switch it to speakerphone, and place it on the ground behind me, out of her reach.

“Mason,” she hisses.

“Callista? Are you there?” Her ex’s voice filters through the room as I bring my mouth back between her legs and run my tongue through her pussy.

“Y-yes.” She sucks in a shocked breath.

“I’m not paying for this fucking shit, Callista. You said you’d take her without a cent from me.”

“I—” She shudders, unable to finish whatever she was about to say when I flick my tongue at her entrance. “Seriously, just—fuck—just call the l-law-yerrr.”

“I’m not signing shit unless you pay for my lawyers’ bills too.”

I shift to her clit, suctioning it between my lips as two fingers dip inside her wet, warm cunt.

‘Mm-hmm.” I’m pretty sure she’s not even listening to him now. That was all for me.

In any other scenario, I’d call this guy out on his bullshit, but I’ll cover the fucking bill if it means getting him to sign whatever Callie wants. Let him know she’ll have a real partner looking after her from now on. I want him gone just as much as Callie does. I won’t let him take a piece of the happiness I’ve finally found with Callie.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Derek’s voice grows further agitated with every half-response Callie gives.