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“You’re welcome.” As he spoke, he moved his hand to her knee, giving Leah shivers as he moved his thumb across her sensitive skin. He smiled as she leaned into him and she felt her lips curving in response. Then he was kissing her and the rush that was becoming all too familiar hit her. She felt warm all over and like she just couldn’t get close enough to him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed herself against him, sliding her tongue across his. She shifted, trying to twist her body so that she could increase the contact between them, but that still wasn’t enough. Sighing in frustration, she stood up without breaking the kiss and straddled him, relishing the feel of his hands skimming over her hips, up her back and into her hair, angling her head and kissing her hungrily.
“You’re so lovely,” he said, barely breaking the kiss, his voice low.
“Not really,” Leah replied.
He lifted his head. “No?”
She shook her head. “Too skinny. Too pale.” She swallowed before continuing. The final insult seemed to matter the most. “Tits too small.”
He traced a line from the base of her throat to the neckline of her dress. “Is that a fact?”
She nodded.
“Show me.”
Leah felt like all the air had been sucked from the room. He was looking at her expectantly, heat swirling in his eyes. She thought about it for a long moment. She knew all too well what disinterest looked like and she would catch him if he tried to fake it. Then she would know. She would know with absolute certainty that he meant it when he said he wanted her. She raised her hands to the tie of her halter neck dress, undoing it slowly, never taking her eyes off him. She lowered the dress, revealing a strapless bra in lacy black. Her heart pounding so hard she thought she might faint, Leah reached behind and undid the clasp, letting the bra fall to her lap.
Callum’s eyes flared as he raised his hand again, tracing the same line from the base of her throat, down to her sternum. She felt her nipples pebbling as he looked at her, his gaze igniting a hot need deep within her. Then he covered her breasts with his hands. His voice was almost a growl when he said, “Perfect,” before lowering his head to kiss her again.
Aching with need, Leah felt Callum’s hands move from her breasts to her hips, then he was shifting her forward. She gasped as she felt his erection press against her center.
“You were saying?” He said, against her lips.
“I’m not very sexy,” she said softly.
“My raging hard on begs to differ.”
She smiled faintly, since she could feel exactly what he meant. She rocked her hips experimentally, her smile turning to a grin when he let out an explosive breath.
“You have no idea how many cold showers I’ve had because of you.”
“Really?” She felt a little niggle of doubt, since the idea that anyone could find her so sexy that they had to have a cold shower was completely alien to her. Especially someone like Callum.
“Yes, really. I have a very vivid imagination. For the last few months, I’ve done nothing but imagine you in my bed, your legs wrapped around me, my name on your lips as I make you come,” he punctuated the sentence with a kiss, “and come” another kiss “and come.”
“Oh,” Leah said breathlessly as she stared at him, her insides melting from the scorching heat in his eyes. He definitely was not faking it. Sweet Jesus.
He pushed her back a little, to ease the pressure on his groin. “It’s a form of torture. I think maybe I’m a masochist.” He slid his hand from her hip up to her breast. “And this little interlude…” he moved his thumb across her nipple. “Adds fuel to the fire.” He smiled at her gasp. “Kiss me.”
She did. He pulled her hard against him again with his arm around her waist. She felt his cock straining against her. With his other hand at her breast, squeezing, teasing, Leah felt like she might explode.
Callum’s ringing phone sounded shockingly loud in the breathy quiet. Callum swore softly as he broke the kiss, resting his forehead on Leah’s as he reached into his back pocket. He took a deep, steadying breath and checked the screen. “It’s Dad.”
“You can answer it.” She moved to stand up but Callum tightened his arm around her waist.
“Hey, Dad. What’s up?” He turned his head away slightly as he talked. Leah felt his hand slide up her back before stopping at the base of her neck. She shivered as he ran his fingertips back and forth in an absent minded caress. She dropped her head on his shoulder as he talked, not really paying attention to what he was saying. God, the things this man could do to her. The things he wanted to do. She smiled when he pressed a silent kiss to her hair. “Yeah, sure, Dad. We can do that. I’ll ask her.” Leah raised her head, a question in her eyes. “Mum wants to know if you’ll make sushi with her.”
“Of course.” Leah said, slipping her bra back on and doing up the clasp
“She said yes. We’ll head out to the shops now. Seeya.” Callum slid his phone back into his pocket then reached for the ties of Leah’s dress. “You have no idea how much this is costing me,” he said, as she moved her hair aside so he could tie her dress.
Leah laughed quietly as she pushed to her feet, pulling Callum with her. She gazed at him for a long moment, still not really able to believe everything that had just happened. All the things he had said to her. “You do want me.” It was a statement, not a question.
He smiled. “I really do. I can get a tattoo, if you like. Just to show how serious I am. “I want to shag Leah Kaplan.”
“Oh, go on! Where would you put it?”
“On my forehead, obviously. For maximum impact.”
