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“So, I guess that means we’re only stuck here for the night?”
I stepped farther into the room, kneeling beside him with the glass of water.
Extending it to him, he took it, but instead of taking a sip, he placed it on the floor next to the mattress. Turning back to me, he gently tugged me into him, wrapping his arms around me so our bodies were flushed against each other, and the heat of our skin blended together.
Greedily, Callum claimed my mouth with his in a desperate embrace to connect us. Rolling us, for him to be on top, the heaviness of his body felt safe and alluring, as if stone and lace were a perfect fit.
“We have all night, darlin’. And I am going to prove to you that pretty little fantasy you conjured up doesn’t compare to having the real thing.”
“And then tomorrow?” I asked, frightened already of what the answer might be but desperate for the reassurance that there was a chance he would let me leave unscathed.
“Tomorrow is the future, and it’s clear there isn’t one for us. All we have is now and the choice to spend it exactly how we’ve both imagined.” He spoke with such sincerity and desperation.
I was all but certain I heard the first crack of my fragile heart.
His nose nuzzled against my neck as his fingers climbed higher under the leg of my shorts, exploring their trek, and only stilled when he greeted the apex of my legs. “You have no panties on, darlin’.”
His fingers teased my flesh before running through the folds of my pussy, his motion provoking a gasping breath from my mouth. A mouth quickly occupied by Callum’s, his tongue searching for mine as they tangled and took when they met. I squeezed my eyes shut, memorizing the taste of him before our kiss was broken.
Callum removed his hand. The pressure and sensation were missed as soon as it was relieved.
My eyes fluttered open at the loss of his touch to find his eyes taking me in, the desire in them flashing like beacons.
“Something wrong?” I choked out, emotion filling my throat and voice.
“No, darlin’, exactly the opposite. Everything is right.” I smiled as his words caressed me. “This body. Your face. Your touch. Everything is perfect.”
“Are you sure about that, McArthur? ’Cause there is one thing here that is wrong, very wrong.” I cupped his face in my hands, and the look in his eyes changed, my fingers grazing the stubble on his chin, light touches in the contrasting texture. “Your jeans, this tank, and those shorts.”
Wrapping my fingers around the hem of my tank top, I lifted it over my head. My hair grazed across my skin as it was free to fall.
“Well, darlin’, we better fix that problem right away.”
Callum moved off me, his deft fingers working on the button and zipper of his jeans. Then, with a rough shove, he pushed them down, revealing the muscular definition of his thighs as the fabric descended. He kicked his legs free before hooking his thumbs into his boxer briefs.
Biting my lip, I watched and swallowed dryly as his underwear greeted the pile of denim on the floor. Even in my wildest, most vivid imagination or fantasy could I do justice to this man in all his naked glory.
“We could’ve killed two birds with one stone, you know?” Callum reached for the band of my shorts, gently easing them down my legs. “If we’d played strip poker, I can just about guarantee you’d already be naked.”
I arched my eyebrow at his confidence before giggling. “I admire your confidence, McArthur. Even as misguided as it is.”
“I have reason to be confident. I have you naked in front of me. My heart never gave up believing this day would come, even if it took us almost a lifetime to get here.” Callum crawled back onto the mattress, moving along my body while coercing me to lay back.
“Raise your hands above your head.”
I followed his command, feeling the sensation of his touch as his hands slid along my arms before he entwined our hands.
His head dipped, his mouth capturing my roused nipple. My back arched into his touch as his tongue twirled around, teasing the bud before moving on to the other one. Giving it the same attention caused a whimper to escape my lips.
Callum squeezed my hands when I tried to break our connection, holding my desperation to run my fingers through his hair at bay.
He lifted his head, eyes smiling at me while still cloaked in desire. “Patience, baby.”
My shoulders relaxed against the mattress while I pouted under his control and pleasure. My impatience mounted with every lick, nip, and suck peppered across my skin.
Callum’s name came out as a gasp when his kisses trailed over the mound of each breast. I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth to hold back the cry of need threatening to plead out. Lifting my legs to wrap around Callum’s waist, I encouraged and silently begged him for closer contact. I was ready for him, soaked with the need to be entered.
“Callum, if this is punishment for something, I submit,” I reasoned with him, breathless.
