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CHAPTERTHREE
CALLIE
Ilook from the judgmental woman down to what I’m wearing and cringe. I didn’t even fully get dressed. I’m in the shredded jeans I wore to work and the skimpy top from dancing. I just threw on my jeans, told Trixie I had to go, and ran. My body is still covered in glitter dust and sweaty from that last dance.
As soon as he called me beautiful and told me to show him what I’d do to him, in my heart I knew it was Declan. I also knew that I had little choice. His voice had that command that I craved, but I wanted to show him what he was missing. I should have run right then, but I couldn’t make my legs do it.
Not that it would have mattered. I was sure he’d follow me. I kept looking but didn’t see him. My body is screaming at me to wrap myself around him and finally feel his lips against mine. But another part of me wants to run far and fast. I have responsibilities here though. I can’t leave Brielle that way. I won’t do what I’ve been accused of anymore. I’ll stay and fight.
The elevator opens on my floor, and I step off with Declan following behind. His strong hand against my lower back is distracting and I almost walk past my unit. When I stop, he’s right there pressing into my back. His big body is not only blocking others from seeing me but warming me completely. Causing sparks of desire to erupt through me. My nipples are pebbled. My sex is clenching and wanting him there. I feel him brush his nose against my hair.
“Open the door, beautiful,” he orders, causing my hands to tremble.
I unlock the door, and we move inside. The second the door closes, he grabs me and spins me around. My back hits the door and he cages in my body.
“I’ve dreamt of doing this since the first moment I saw you sitting at that desk.”
I watch as his lips move slowly toward mine. The first touch is like touching a live wire. Everything in me glows. My hands move from his shoulders, where I placed them when he grabbed me, to his shirt front. I grip it and pull him closer. I want more.
I need more of him.
He takes my hands in one of his large hands and pushes them up above my head against the door. I’m under his control, and I couldn’t be happier. His lips move to mine again. Feather soft. Teasing, but firm and demanding. He takes my lips again, over and over. Short presses until we both groan and he’s demanding more. I open and his tongue slides into my mouth. He pulls back with a growl.
“Keep your hands up over your head,” he orders and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him and he’s back on my mouth. He doesn’t sip, he gulps and guzzles everything he can take. It’s like he needs to get drunk on me. I’m lost to him. I keep my hands up and feel his hand around my waist, his thumbs caress my bare skin. With a groan, he pulls away, and his warm chocolate brown eyes are almost black they are so intense. “Tell me no now. Deny me or you’re mine.”
I should tell him no. I should not give him another chance, but I just want this one thing.
“Yes, I need you.” The words rush from my lips. He sets me down, and I lead him to my room. “Brielle won’t be home for a couple of hours. You’ll have to leave when she gets here. That’s the rule.”
He grabs me and presses me against the next wall. “How many men have you brought back here, Callie? Have you moved on?”
“No.” I shake my head and drop my eyes. I don’t want him to know how pathetic I am. That I held out hope he would come for me.
“Thank fuck.” He lifts me up, and I point to my room. He pushes the door open and moves to the bed without thought. “I want to play, but first we are going to get this tension out of both our systems. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” I give him the words I learned he likes. His eyes close as he takes them in.
He removes his jacket and lifts the shirt underneath over his head. His chiseled chest has a very faint dusting of hair across his pectorals and down between them. I want to touch him. I want to drag my nails down his skin, but I can tell he’s barely holding on. His tall body is long muscles and tan skin. I want to lick every part of him. I can’t wait to feel him over me. Feel him as he moves inside me.
I drop my jeans and move to my top. It slips off and his eyes are focused on my piercings I had done shortly after I started at the club. His slacks hit the floor and he moves toward me. His hands caress my smaller breasts and pinch my nipples.
“You’ve changed so much, Callie.” It sounds like a question, but I know what he needs to hear.
“This is the real me. I’ve spent so long hiding who I am. I tried to be the perfect daughter and what everyone thought I should be that I didn’t let myself be real. Be me.” He lifts me up and I wrap around him. My arms and legs hold him to me. I still have my bottoms on, but that doesn’t stop me from grinding myself down on him, hoping to relieve the ache.
“I’ll take care of you and show you how sexy you are.” His scruff drags against my neck as he whispers the words in my ear. I tilt my head to the side, giving him more access. He nips my ear and moves down. He nips and bites as he goes. Scratching me with that sexy beard of his.
He moves us to the bed and leans down, not letting me go. His strong arm holds us from falling. When he settles over me and my back is to the mattress, he moves to my lips again. Our tongues tangle and twirl together. Teeth gnash and clack. The kiss is fast and hard, aggressive. Each of us wanting more and more from the other. He rips his mouth away and moves to my breasts, taking a jeweled nipple and teasing it, laving it, demanding more.
He moves down my body and tears the bikini bottoms down my legs, then he tosses them across the room. I’m panting and writhing across the bed.
“I can’t wait to tie you up. I can’t wait to hold you down so you have to take everything I give you.” His voice has a growl in it.
“Yes. I want that.” The thought of being at his mercy is almost too much. I feel more moisture leave my core.
“I can smell how much you want that.” He looks up my body. “Do you want me to bind you? Does that turn you on?” I look down at him and see the need in his eyes.
“Yes, so much.” I can’t stop my body from curling up, my spine rounding with desire and need.
