Page 31 of Traitor


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"Nothing. I think I'm ready to go."

He blinks, "Uh, yeah, okay. It is getting late."

At the hotel, Callum walks with me to my door. He turns around to go to his when I stop him, gripping his brown-leather clad forearm. He looks down at my hand before looking up at me.

His honey-colored eyes boring into mine.

"Do you wanna come in?"

He's silent for a moment before releasing a shakey breath.

"You- You want me to?"

"Yeah, I do."

He enters my hotel room, kicking off his shoes by the door.

He waits on the bed while I get ready in the bathroom. I wish I wasn't still afraid to kiss him. But I'm not yet ready to give that back even though I can feel things changing.

I re-enter the room, not bothering to dress or put on a towel. I want Callum to take me with soft hands and hard thrusts. I want him to have control. To pull me apart with pleasure and stitch me back together.

I want to show him what tonight meant to me. Because I know it was all him, and he's trying. More than I am. And good behavior gets awarded doesn't it?

"Why are you still dressed?"

"I was waiting for you to tell me what to do."

"I want you to get naked." I say, crawling over to him, straddling his lap. His clothed body against my naked one makes me shiver. He's so warm.

"And then, I want you to tell me what to do." I whisper against his ear.

He moves me to the side and stands quickly, but he removes his jacket slowly. Teasing me as he takes off his shirt, unbuttons his jeans carefully until he stands before me, just as bare as I am.

I sit up eagerly as he gets closer, awaiting his instruction.

"Just keep sittin' there and looking pretty for me, I'll let you know when I need you."

I lean back against my pillows but I'm quickly laid out on my back when Callum grabs hold of my ankles and pulls me forward.

"Oh!"

He nuzzles between my thighs, inhaling the skin there. "God, I love the way you smell."

My heart skips a beat at that word. He's told me he loves me, but he hasn't said it again since. Not that I blame him.

Callum's tongue swipes over my balls and he sucks on them lightly before swallowing my cock. I whimper when I feel it constrict slightly from him gagging.

He bobs his head on my dick until my cock gives a warning throb in his mouth. My arched back collapses against the bed as I struggle to breathe. I don't get a chance to catch my breath before Callum's mouth is on me again. Tongue swirling around my hole.

He licks his way inside me, fucking me with his tongue. His entire face is buried in my ass as he feasts on me. I struggle to stay still, but he holds me down, gripping my thighs with his hands and arms.

"Callum, Callum, Callum. You need to fuck me now, please." I'm crying, babbling nonsense as he plays with my body. Fingers, tongue, alternating places, on or in me at the same time.

He tsks, "I thought I was in charge here sugar."

Callum searches for where he threw the lube, and I briefly question if it was safe for him to consume it. Probably not.

I hear the cap flick, watching him lube his hard cock. He pushes inside slowly thrusting twice before pushing all the way inside. I gasp and he groans, the beginning of the song we create together.

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