Page 66 of Callum

"Always." She breathed." Her hands drifted to his chest, fingers curling into the hairs there. "Make me come."

"Always," He repeated her word, his body primed and ready for her. He inserted another finger, easing into her slowly, thrusting and probing the tightness, loving the feel of her on his fingers. "Let go, darling." He urged.

"Yes." Her body arched, fingers digging into his chest. "Oh, Callum."

Bending his head, he kissed her lips, sending her heart racing like a trapped bird. Her hands came around his neck, body rocking slowly, hips undulating as his fingers, those long, clever fingers, drove her up and over.

The climax was a slow, heady rush like a river drifting upwards and crashing against rocks. Her body quivered, her heart racing, the moans swallowed deep into his throat. Climbing on top of her, he entered her slowly without breaking the kiss.

He would take it slow; that was his first intention until she started to increase the pace, one leg thrown over him as she lifted her body to his.

The sensations, every bit of it, flowed through his body, taking him further and further until his heart was racing frantically.

This woman, his - the first and only one who had ever made him lose track of time and space, the only one who made him want to be more; this passionate creature with the voice of an angel had captured his heart and soul.

His woman - the fierceness of that thundered throughout his body and caused him to drive into her with a force that was beyond comprehension. She came again, her fingers making grooves on his skin. He came with her, his body stiffening as he poured himself deep into her as if he was never going to stop.

"No." She whispered when he would have shifted off her.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable." He was still fighting for control, still trying to find his breath.

"You are not."

"Darling." He kissed her cheek gently; his erection, even though deflated, was still pulsating inside her. "My sweet. I adore you."

Tears gathered at the back of her eyes as she buried her face into his chest.

"I love you so much." She whispered.

"I am overwhelmed by you." Resting his chin on her head, he took a deep breath and then another before shifting to gather her into his arms.

"I could stay like this forever." Her head was buried against his chest. "Where the outside world does not intrude. Where I am safe in your arms."

"As long as I have breath, that's what you will be. I swear."

"I know."

"I want you to move in with me."

"Callum-"

"Darling, there is a madman out to get you. I am not going to rest easy knowing that you are elsewhere."

Lifting her head, she gave him a quizzical look, which he met blandly. "Why do I feel you are using this to get your way?"

"Oh, but you are so wrong." He grinned at her. "That it is convenient is another story altogether."

"Very funny." She muttered dryly.

"What will it be?"

She rolled her eyes at him. 'Okay, fine. We will shack up."

"Until you decide to take me out of my misery and marry me. I was thinking of April."

"You have everything planned, don't you?"

"It does not have to be a big splash, something small and intimate." He tugged at a lock of hair. "Unless you want the whole society's wedding."

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