“That’s it, baby,” he encouraged, his voice rough with desire. “Take what you need. Use my cock.”
His filthy words turned me on. I leaned forward and changed the angle, crying out as he hit that spot deep inside me that made my vision blur. I began to bounce on him, faster and harder, the sound of our skin slapping together echoing in the quiet room. My breasts bounced with the force of my movements, and he leaned forward, capturing one nipple in his mouth again, sucking hard.
“Callan,” I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders as my head fell back. “Oh god, Callan.”
“I’m right here, sweet girl,” he grunted, thrusting up to meet me and match my rhythm. He gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks wider, and driving himself impossibly deeper. “Come for me. I want to feel you soak my cock.”
I was close, but as I got pushed toward the edge, a sound coming from the hallway pulled me out of my haze. My body stilled immediately as my eyes locked on Karlee.
“Oh my god,” I whispered, trying to hide from the intruder.How long has she been standing there?
Callan immediately turned his head toward Karlee who was staring at us with a disgusted expression.
“Motherfucker,” he murmured, holding me right on top of him, not letting me move away. “Get the fuck out, Karlee.”
I lowered my gaze, feeling ashamed for having been caught. I knew this could’ve happened. Maybe the bedroom was a better idea after all.
“Don’t let me bother you,” Karlee said, her words dripping with acid. “Just here to grab something I left.”
I was frozen as Karlee disappeared into the filming room, and I tried to shrink away, but Callan’s grip on my hips was tight. He wasn’t letting me go anywhere.
“Hey,” he murmured, his voice soothing. “Look at me, Lana.”
I couldn’t. I kept my gaze fixed on his chest, my cheeks burning.
“Lana. Now.” The gentle command in his tone finally broke through my humiliation. I slowly lifted my eyes to meet his. The anger I’d seen directed at Karlee had softened, replaced by a fierce protectiveness that took my breath away.
“Focus on me. Don’t let her take this from us. Don’t you dare.” He punctuated his words by rocking his hips up, reminding me just how good we felt together. “Focus on us.”
As if his words were a physical barrier, Karlee’s presence seemed to fade. I saw her come back into view, but she suddenly felt insignificant. Callan’s gaze held me captive, and I felt the shame begin to recede, replaced by a rush of confidence.
“That’s it, baby. You and me,” he encouraged, moving his hips again.
Karlee’s eyes flicked between us, and seeing she wasn’t getting any of his attention, her expression soured into something truly nasty. Her focus zeroed in on me, her voice a venomous hiss. “Enjoying the sloppy seconds, you little slut? Just remember, he’s already used up. There’s nothing new left for you to find.”
The words were meant to wound, but they didn’t. Instead, a fire ignited in my chest. I saw Callan’s face darken with a rage so profound it was terrifying, but before he could unleash it, I acted. I leaned forward, pressing my body against his, and took his mouth in a possessive kiss.
I hoped that this was what Holland meant when she said to be more adventurous. If not…it still felt extremely good.
I pulled back just enough to look over his shoulder, meeting Karlee’s jealous gaze. I gave her a smile, then I rolled my hips, taking Callan deep inside me with a moan that was pure triumph.
With a furious sigh, Karlee spun on her heel and stormed out, slamming the door with force. Callan’s eyes, which had been blazing with anger, now burned with a possessive fire that was all for me. He saw the shift in me, and a wicked grin spread across his face.
“That’s my girl,” he growled before he moved again.
In one fluid, powerful motion, he flipped us. My back hit the soft cushions of the couch, his body coming over mine as he pinned me in place. He hooked my knees over his arms, spreading me wide and opening me completely to him. He didn’t move right away. Instead, he took in every inch of my body before his eyes met mine again.
“Look at you. All mine. This pussy is all mine, isn’t it, Lana?”
I could only whimper, desperately needing him to move.
“Say it.” His cock throbbed as he pulled back slightly.
“It’s yours. All yours.”
“Good girl.” He finally gave me what I wanted. He slammed into me hard so hard that it took my breath away, and made my vision go white. He didn’t start slow. He set a punishing rhythm, with his cock driving into me with a force that bordered on violent. It was exactly what I needed.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunted, his forehead pressed against mine. “So wet for me. You love this, don’t you? Love being fucked hard. Love my big cock stretching you open.”
