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“I’m not!” she screeched. She darted in front of me, blocked my way. “Jesus, Callum, I’m not out to humiliate you!”
“What then?”
Her flushed cheeks, the swell of her sweet, soft tits under the towel. She was more than I could take. I stared mute, tongue-fucking-tied.
“I.. I wanted... I want...” She closed her eyes, took a deep breath.
“What? What do you fucking want?”
Her fingers reached for my hoodie, latching underneath, freeing her towel to drop as she pulled me closer. “This...” she breathed. “You...”
My heart hammered. “This another fucking game?”
“What do you think?” Her hand reached for mine, guided my fingers to the heat between her legs. My cock leapt in my jeans, straining like a motherfucker.
“Don’t fucking tease,” I said. “It won’t end well.”
“I’m not teasing,” she rasped. “Take what you want... anything...”
I balled her clit with my thumb, and finally she groaned for me. Forme. It felt so fucking good. “I ain’t gentle,” I said. “Don’t know how.”
“I don’t want gentle...” Her hands on the waist of my jeans, climbing up my stomach. “Whips... floggers... canes... take your pick...”
I grabbed her hair, yanked her head back until she yelped, eyes widening as they met the savage in mine. My fingers plugged at her slit, a growl escaping my throat as I pressed my mouth to her ear.
“...I won’t be needing any of that shit.”
***
Chapter Seven
Sophie
My fingers were frantic, jittering like crazy as they snaked under Callum Jackson’s clothes. His abs were solid, burning up under his hoodie.
I pulled up his top, desperate for skin. He grunted, pulling his fingers out from inside me just long enough to yank his hoodie and t-shirt over his head. Shit. He was fucking gorgeous.
His chest was beautifully tattooed, taut flesh firm against my palms. Three skulls morphed into each other, a desolate tribal scene, marking out the ribs under his skin. The others were more abstract, slashes of colour in vicious lines down either side of his body. The designs met under his belly button, and fanned out to the toned V of his hips. I felt plain next to his colourful skin, really fucking plain.
When the beautiful savage clamped his sweet mouth onto mine his kiss was wet, messy, clumsy teeth bashing into mine. But it didn’t matter. It wasreal. His tongue was so fucking hungry, plundering my mouth without mercy.
When he pulled away he was puffy-lipped, voice raspy. “Ain’t no posh guy. Ain’t got no fancy toys. Only me.”
“I don’t want posh,” I hissed.
He brushed my bottom lip with his thumb. “Gonna feel so fucking good to tear you down.”
I gasped at his words. His tongue was hot against my cheek, slavering over my face. He moved his way down, coating my skin with the slick sheen of his spit, right the way down my neck. His teeth nipped, and I squirmed, arching my back as he sunk a bite into the soft flesh of my collarbone.
“Ow... Jesus...”
He yanked my head back, angling my chest up to him, vicious kisses heading down. “Gonna mark you. I like doing that.”
He opened his mouth wide, sucking in as much of my breast as would fit. He looked so fucking hot there, dark eyes sharp as daggers as he slavered on me. I loved the way he sounded, his low grunts of pleasure. I tangled my fingers in his hair, coaxing.
“Please, harder...”
His teeth took my breath, clamping so hard the room began to spin. I held tight, for balance, soft expletives on my lips with no air to birth them. His fingers fucked me as he bit down harder, pistoning in and out in brutal rhythm. I squirmed into the lovely pain, flashes of light behind my eyes.
