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“I'm afraid I'll only be able to get you dirty.” His breathing is harsh and heavy in my ear, and he exchanges his dick for his hand. The touch of his thick head against my clit is the added friction I needed, as I spread my legs wider and bear down to increase the pressure while he slips through my wet folds.
“Am I complaining?” No, instead, I arch my back to give him better access to my pussy.
“Mmm…” His hands grip my hips, almost as if he's testing to make sure I can handle what he's going to give me. Then he releases his grip and slides them up my sides before cupping my breasts, his fingers gently pinching my pink nipples, hardening them. “Somebody's in a hurry. Did I not give you enough last night?”
That's the thing, it's never enough. There never will be when it comes to him.
“I need more,” I whimper and grind my ass against him in hopes of urging him on. “Give me more.”
“Whatever you want, little bird.” It only takes a slight adjustment to line himself up with my dripping hole. Slipping the thick head inside, he drives himself forward, flattening my boobs against the wall with the force of his first stroke. My eyes flutter closed, and I give myself over to him, knowing he will give me what I need most. I'm safe with him.
“Fuck little bird. Your pussy is so tight, and perfect. I love the way you struggle to take every inch of my cock inside it.” His grunts of pleasure only deepen what's going on inside me thanks to the way he works his thick cock in and out of me, at a slow and steady pace. The frenzy of last night has turned to something slower, sweeter, but just as toe-curling.
“Your pussy loves my cock, doesn't she? She loves the way I fill her with my cum, and let it drip out. She loves the way I alternate between fucking her hard and fast, and slow and steady,” he rasps against my ear before taking the lobe between his teeth. “She loves it when I fill her up with my cock, stuffing myself so deep inside there's no way to tell where you start and I end, doesn't she?”
“Yes,” I whine, pushing back against him. “Yes, oh god, it feels so good.” Right then he pistons his hips forward, and his tip brushes against a bundle of nerves that make me tremble.
“Oh shit, you're tightening little bird.” His strokes become harder, and my muscles tense. I'm so close, only a little more. “You're going to make me come inside you. Fuck… my balls ache to release inside of you and I know you want it. You're my good girl, my little cum slut, aren't you?
Every word gets me hotter, making the tension mount, making me whine helplessly. The sound of my moans fills the shower along with the steam rising up from the hot spray. “Callum, oh god… I'm… !”
“Be a good girl and come on my cock,” he demands, breathless, grunting every time our bodies crash against each other. “Then I'll fill you with my cum as a reward.”
I don't have a choice. It's all happening at once. The wave slams into me, the power of the orgasm is so strong the air in my lungs stills, and I'm drowning, being pulled down into blissful darkness where Callum's grunts are barely audible over the pounding of my own heartbeat.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Callum growls, his grip on me tightening. “God… I'm coming. I'm filling your pussy up for being my good girl. I want you to hold my cum inside of you. Hold it in, and don't let any slip out.”
All I can do is nod, the blissful pleasure still overtaking me. He pounds into me almost mercilessly and with one last hard stroke he explodes, his entire body vibrating. I can feel the warmth of his release spreading through my pussy, and tightening my muscles, holding his cock and his release inside me.
“I swear to god your pussy is going to suck every drop of semen out of my balls.”
All I can do is laugh and let out a sigh as he gently pulls out of me. I hate the emptiness that follows after he pulls out. Sometimes I wish he'd stay inside me all the time, but let's be honest that's not realistic.
He makes up for the loss by peppering gentle kisses against my neck and throat. “I'll never get enough of you.” I can feel his heart pounding against my back and each tremor that works its way through him. My pussy aches from the punishment his cock has delivered two days in a row and I slowly feel his release slipping out of me, getting washed away by the water.
“You better not,” I warn with a giggle. “I'm not going to forget what you asked me yesterday. It would suck if we got married and you decided I bore you.”
“Never.” He pulls away to quickly wash himself while I clean myself up. “Which reminds me. Do you think we should announce our plans?”
All at once the water feels cold. Only for a second, only as long as it takes for me to shake off the surprise. “Do you want to?”
“Are you kidding? I can't wait. I want the world to know you're mine.”
“I was just thinking maybe we should tread lightly. Get a feel for how Tatum will take it.” I hate talking about my best friend this way, like I have a secret I'm keeping from her. It wouldn't be the first time, though. I fought like hell to keep us a secret while she was away. She only ended up finding out, anyway.
I'm still thinking it over as I dry off, and pull on a t-shirt and jeans. What if she sees this as a form of betrayal? I don't know what's going on in her head right now and I'm afraid I'll only end up ruining our friendship if we blurt out the news all at once.
“I'm ready to follow your lead on this,” Callum decides once we're finished getting dressed. “I want to take out a full-page ad announcing the news, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable.” Every word sounds like he's struggling to get it out. He's trying so hard to make me happy.
I can't help but smile as I sit on the edge of the bed and watch him put himself together. Not a half hour ago, we were in this bed, and he was warm and naked and wrapped up in me. Now, he's the stern, commanding boss and all I want is to strip that suit off him and fall into bed again.
Instead, we leave the bedroom together, walking hand in hand down the stairs. “Let's feel Tatum out on it,” I decide. “I mean, it doesn't have to be a huge secret, but I don't want to make it look like we're rubbing it in her face. She's been through enough and I don't want her to think she's losing me as a friend.”
I wasn't wrong about Romero. He's pacing in tight circles at the foot of the stairs. I can't help but giggle when he very obviously checks the time. There can't be many people with the balls to boss Callum Torrio around.
“Should I know better than to schedule morning calls from now on?” he asks, watching our progress.
“I was distracted. Sue me.” Callum slides an arm around my waist. “It's something you're going to have to get used to.”
