Page 21 of Callum


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"Callum, you cannot be buying me things like that. We only just met."

"Hmm."

"Are you listening to me?"

"Of course. You said I cannot buy you things."

"And?"

"I am disagreeing with you inside my head." He grinned at her. "And I just spoke it aloud."

"This is not funny."

"No, it's not. As you eloquently put it, I will buy you stuff, so deal with it."

Shaking her head, she sipped the excellent coffee. "It's your money."

"Precisely."

"If you want to throw it away, it's on you."

"Yes. And I do not consider buying my woman things, throwing money away."

"Your woman?" She lifted her brows at him.

"I thought 'girlfriend' sounds too immature, considering how mature we are."

"That's another thing we need to talk about." She dug into her eggs. "It's too soon."

"We have been together for all of seventy-two hours." He said teasingly.

"We do not know each other."

"We do. Intimately.' Leaning forward, he tucked a hand beneath her chin. "I know every crevice and corner of your delectable and voluptuous curve.

There is a mole right next to your sex. My tongue has been inside you, deep enough to touch your womb. I know the taste and texture of you. Your nipples are imprinted on my tongue, and I have explored every inch of your mouth."

"Stop." Her voice was strangled, and breakfast was just a memory, a very faint one. "That's not what I meant, and you know it."

"Ask me anything." He offered hoarsely. "What would you like to know?"

"I-" Her eyes strayed to his lips, and the fire licking at her belly became a volcano. The words she had been about to express were strangled inside her throat. She was hot and wet, and the need for him was so intense that she could not breathe. She had no idea how he could do this to her.

"Ask me, darling." He invited. Shoving aside his breakfast, he came around and settled between her thighs. "Or don't." His hands plucked the pins from her hair and grabbed fistfuls of it as he lifted her head for his kiss. "I don't care much." Taking her lips, he ravished her until she was but a puddle in his arms.

Chapter 5

"Tell me about your childhood." He murmured, scooping back the hair from the side of her neck so that he could plant a kiss there. They were in bed after making love for the second time. His head was propped up on his hand as he enjoyed staring at her.

"You mean you do not already know?" She asked dryly, tugging the blanket up some more. He simply tugged it back down so that he could take in his fill of her. Her breasts were still wet from the lavish attention of his lips. "Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" His head lifted, his eyes meeting hers in amusement.

"Like, I don't know. Like I am a meal you want to devour."

"That's an accurate description. I am giving you time to rest up." His hand cupped her cheek. "Tell me about growing up."

"Is this the getting to know me stage?"

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