He chuckles and the vibrations buzz through my skin. But he doesn’t tease me for much longer, his mouth moving between my breasts, tonguing, sucking, biting until I’m on the verge of release and aching for some measure of relief.
I pull him away from me, just long enough for me to undo the button at the waist of my pants and push them to the ground. Tugging him to standing, I rid him of his own pants and undergarments while he yanks his shirt over his head. He’s hard and glistening, and I lick my lips thinking about taking him in my mouth again.
Callum surprises me by lying flat on the bed, pulling me down on top of him. Our lips meet again and there’s nothing slow or soft about these kisses. They’re messy and passionate and hopefully a good indication of what he can do with his tongue.
He grips my hips and shifts me upward.
“What are you doing?” I grab on to the headboard as he settles himself under me.
“What better way for you to show me how to please you than by letting you be in control?” He shifts my thighs so they’re on either side of his shoulders, his hands running up my legs and around to the curves of my ass.
I hover over him, watching his eyes as he takes me in. His pupils widen and he licks his lips, and I don’t know if there’s anything more arousing than a man who is aroused by the sight of your pleasure.
He looks up, his gaze meeting mine.
I know what he’s going to ask so I answer before he can get the words out. “Lick me. Put that tongue to work and devour me, Callum.”
He groans and doesn’t wait to meet my demands, his tongue tracing me open, exploring me. He’s attentive and perceptive, as usual, homing in on the places that make me gasp. He dips his tongue into my channel and my hips buck. He grunts, pulling me closer, holding me in place as his tongue makes its way closer to my clit.
I cry out the first time he makes contact, already so sensitized and aching. No partner has ever made me feel this way before, so ready and so attuned.
“Show me what you like,” he grinds out, easing his grip on my hips.
And I do. I work myself over his tongue, my eyes never leaving his gorgeous face.
I’m already climbing the peak, cresting the wave, the release building low in my belly. Then Callum sucks my clit. Gently at first, then not so gently. I come so hard I have to grip the headboard so I don’t fall over. The orgasm rolls through me, wave after wave, and Callum doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up, until I pull away.
I’m panting, breathing as if I’ve just sprinted through the city being chased by a madman. I balance myself on his chest. He tucks his hands behind his head, a self-satisfied smirk on his face.
And he earned that smirk. So I let him have it.
I trail my fingers down his torso, shifting my weight lower. “You are a very quick study, Callum Reid.”
“You’re a very thorough teacher, Lady Caterine.” He sits up, maneuvering me until I’m straddling his lap.
“My friends call me Cate.”
“Are we friends now?”
“With how many times you’ve made me come? It’s safe to say we are.” I kiss him, tasting myself and deepening the kiss. “I think you’ve earned a reward for being such a good student.” I reach in between our bodies, slick with sweat, and take him in my fist.
He covers my hand with his. “You don’t have to.”
“What if I want to?” I do want to, want to bring him this last bit of pleasure before I completely blow up his life. I want to see some spark of joy in those blue eyes for one final time. “What if I need this just as much as you do?”
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Callum
Her breath catchesthe moment the question slips out, like she didn’t mean to ask it. Didn’t mean to reveal herself to me.
I brush a kiss over her full lips and make sure my tone is light and teasing, bringing us back to neutral, because I know neither of us can really go there. We’ve found solace this week in our physical connection, and it is easier to come back to that than try to figure out if there could truly be something more here. “By all means then, my lady. I exist merely for your pleasure.”
She rolls her eyes but pairs it with a kiss, before pushing me back to lying down and moving between my legs.
This time she takes her time, teasing me like I know she loves to be teased. Her tongue slides up the ridge of my shaft, circling the head of my cock before trailing back down again. I moan as she laps at my balls, sucking one into her mouth, releasing it with a pop before moving on to the other, her fist stroking me slowly while her mouth works.
“Caterine…Cate. You are so incredible.” My hips buck, my cock searching for her mouth, needing even the smallest measure of relief.
