Page 8 of Callum

"So beautiful." His voice was ragged, and he knew he could not wait to taste it. Bending his head, he brushed lips over the flesh, almost reverently. Lynn felt her body heating up even more and had to close her fists over the thick blanket beneath her to anchor herself.

When his mouth opened to take in the nipple, she could not stop the moans deep inside her throat. Her fingers dug into theblanket as he tugged the hard bud into his mouth and used his teeth to perform an almost unbearable torture.

Lord, the man had a mouth on him! she thought hazily. Callum was thorough. Had to be, wanted to be. The taste and texture of her nipple were bringing out the fire inside his gut.

He switched to the other one when he had paid enough attention to it. By that time, she was a mass of nerves and raging emotion, writhing beneath him, her body heaving and demanding more.

Heeding to her silent cry, he let go of the nipple and made his way down to the flat stomach, quivering with passion. He kissed her there, his lips trailing further down until he was at the apex of her thighs.

He felt when she stiffened, her hands grasping his shoulders as if to pull him away. But there was no way she was going to accomplish that.

The musky scent of her was pulling him in, swamping him. He wanted to taste, to drive himself deep into her, to experience this incredible intimacy with her. With that in mind, he kissed the swollen flesh and filed away the startled cry that came from her.

He nibbled at the flesh, finding pleasure in that simple task. Inserting a finger inside her gave him a jolt. It was like being electrocuted! His finger encountered a tightness and moistness that made his body shudder. Introducing another finger, he lifted his head, eager to see the expression on her face.

His heart jolted and pounded inside his chest as he stared at her. Her lips were parted, her body heaving as he thrust into her with slow, rhythmic movements. Her eyes met hers, the dark brown glowing with passion. No words were spoken between them, just the sounds of their accelerated breathing inside the vast room.

"Callum," she whispered, her voice husky from the emotions tumbling inside her.

"Yes. Tell me." he continued driving into her, his body shattering.

"I need you."

"Have me." Removing his fingers, he used the moisture from her to coat his cock, eyes never leaving hers. Lynn bit her lip, her fingers curling into the blanket, her gaze fastened on his action. Rising above her, he lowered himself between her thighs and guided himself into her slowly, the tip of him just hovering at her opening.

Sinking in, he drove into her, his mouth swallowing her gasp. Her body went still for a few seconds before her arms wrapped around his neck, drawing him in and wrapping around him like a cloak. The sensation was unbelievable! And she was not the only one to think that.

Callum was having a difficult time controlling his reaction. Her tightness closed around him like a fist, making it very difficult to slow down. He tried desperately, but it was not happening.

His mouth crushed hers, hands wandering down her sides to her hips as he struggled for control. It did not help that she lifted one foot to settle over the back of his leg, her body heaving in desperation.

Lifting his mouth from hers, he eased away, fighting for breath, his eyes closed as he willed the madness to slow down.

"Please." She whispered, reaching for him and pulling him on top of her. With a muffled groan, he complied, driving into her with enough force to shove her up against the padded headboard. Her back arched, her fingers digging into his shoulders as the climax claimed her and destroyed her senses.

Gripping her hair, he dragged her up and took her mouth in a brutal kiss that had the climax, which should have depleted, gaining more strength. He came then, his long, lean body shuddering as he shot his load.

It took him a few minutes to roll off her, and even then, his limbs were shaking, and his heart was pounding inside his chest. He could still feel her wrapped around him, and it occurred to him then that he had not even thought about using anything.

Even if the thought had entered his mind, it would have been dismissed immediately. He had wanted to feel her, the bareness of her against him. Crossing his hands at the back of his head, he stared at the ceiling, his mind spinning.

"Well."

Turning his head, he stared at her and felt his heart picking up speed again. She looked well screwed, the hairs tumbling around her face and shoulders, lips plumped and still moist from his avid attention. And he wanted her again.

"I feel the same way." Shifting onto his side, he shoved at the hairs on her cheek. "What do you say about spending the night?"

"I would say that's us moving way too fast."

"Hmm." He was fascinated by the fullness of her breasts, the nipples still moist from his sucking. "I want to move faster."

"How much faster can it be?"

"You would be surprised." He trailed a finger down one soft, full cheek and her neck. "I would like to see you again."

"You are seeing me now." She pointed out, ignoring the sparks where his finger was touching.

He slid her an amused look. "You know what I mean."

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