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Ignoring him, I sucked him all the way to the root, savoring every inch. He groaned and sat forward, gripping me under the arms.
“Enough, Wren.”
He pulled at me, and I whined, keeping him in my mouth until he popped out. Then I was straddling his lap, and he entered me in one powerful thrust. His mouth was all over my breasts, sucking my nipples deep. Tossing my head back, I cried out, in pain, in ecstasy, both at once.
He controlled me, holding my hips and shoving me down on him at the same time he surged up, again and again. His lips were red and swollen from his time between my thighs, brow pinched, beads of sweat at his hairline. Callum was beautiful, and he was mine. Only mine.
“I’m gonna come, baby.” I didn’t know why I told him. He had to feel me fluttering around him.
His eyes shot to mine, and one of his fingers found my clit, circling it so expertly, it was like he’d been doing it for years instead of weeks. I detonated then, looking into his eyes, his cock buried so deep in me, I nearly felt it in my chest. The couple was probably fucking behind us, but I was so all about Callum, they only crossed my mind for a second before they were forgotten and it was just me, soaring through bliss.
Callum jerked me to his chest, his face in my throat, powering into me from beneath. Then he moved, flipping me onto my back, one knee hooked over his arm. He went at me, working in deep, pounding into my very being with his. I cried. He grunted. Our skin slapped. It was loud, messy, perfect. Then he reared back, his throat arced and exposed, and something like a roar shot from his parted lips. My hips were in his hands, and he rutted into me until I was filled with his liquid heat.
Panting, he fell over me, and I turned my head to the window, curious. The window was shuttered, a screen over it, so it was just Callum and me. He’d closed it when I wasn’t looking, and for reasons I couldn’t explain in words, that filled my chest with warmth.
“Shit, Wren.” His mouth was on my skin, not kissing really. Just there, like he couldn’t stand to be anywhere else.
“Yeah.” I nuzzled my face in his throat. “You closed the window.”
He tipped his face to mine. “They were distracting me from the real show. My beautiful girl so tight on my cock I could barely move. Those tits bouncin’ in my face, red cheeks, pouty lips. Best show I’ve ever seen.”
“Does that mean you don’t want to watch anymore?”
He shook his head. “Fuck no. If bringin’ you here gets me all that, we’re gonna keep doin’ it. Not every day, think it might kill me, but I’m gonna need more of that from you.”
I nodded, grinning happily. “I’d like that.”
“Anything you want, it's yours. You know that, right?” He peered down at me with an unwavering, intense gaze, waiting for my answer.
“I’m getting there.”
That was the honest truth. I’d never been given a thing in my life besides love from Jenny and Ezra. It’d been a hard road, getting where I was. And I thought, if I held on to Callum’s offered hand, it could be smooth going from here. It would take me some time to trust and believe I could really have something like that and it would be so easy and perfect in the long run.
“Get there.” His nose slid along mine. “Now, I’m takin’ you home.”
