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“What did you want to be when you grew up?”
“That’s what you want to know with my cock inside you?”
She bit down on his shoulder, making him hiss. “Your cock isn’t inside me right now.”
He tightened his hold on her ass and rocked her against his hard length. “It will be.”
“Don’t change the subject,” she said, sliding her hands down his back and around to his belt, slowly loosening the buckle. “Well?”
“I don’t know if I really thought about it. I never had any other choice but the syndicate.”
Her fingers stilled on his belt, and she stepped away. “Honest answers only, Callahan. Every little boy has dreams.”
He reached out to twirl a strand of her hair around his finger. “I wanted to be a rock star.”
She moved closer, fingers skimming up his thighs and around to the button on his jeans. “Do you play any instruments?”
“My grandmother wanted to teach me how to play the piano. My father refused,” he said, sighing as she popped open the button and dragged down his zipper.
“That’s sad.”
“Why?”
She kissed his lips, slowly letting him take it deeper before pulling away. “Because it was something you wanted to do.”
“Piano or not, it's not like I would have actually been able to become a rock star.”
“Maybe not, but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t have been something you enjoyed doing just for fun. Everyone needs fun things.”
“What if my fun thing is sex?”
“Then I guess you’ve had a lot of practice.”
He was quiet for a beat before he reached to pull her hands up from his waist, pressing a long kiss to both palms. He set her hands on his shoulders and moved to unhook her bra, letting it drop to hang on her elbows while he traced his fingertips around her nipple.
“What did you want to be when you grew up?”
“A ballerina,” she said, releasing a shaky breath when his fingers flexed against the hard nub.
“And why didn’t you?" He leaned down to pull her nipple into his mouth, making her gasp.
“I am wildly uncoordinated. I think I made it halfway through a twelve-week class when the dance instructor told my parents I was better off with more stationary hobbies.”
He chuckled against her skin and sent vibrations through her body. Stripping away her bra, he backed her against the bed, sliding his thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and pushing them down over her hips and thighs, bending to help her step out of them. He pressed a quick kiss to her pussy before rising again.
“Next question? Better ask them while you can still form sentences.”
She barely kept from whimpering while she watched him toe off his shoes and shed his pants and boxers.
“What’s your favorite way to unwind after a hard day?”
He raised a single brow at her, his eyes raking suggestively down her body before his hands traced the same path, palming over her breasts and down her stomach to her pussy, cupping it in his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Okay,” she gasped. “That was a stupid question. If you could spend a month anywhere in the world with no responsibilities, where would you go?”
“Rome,” he said without hesitation, teasing his finger over her clit.
She jerked back, looking up at him. “That’s not funny.”
