“Come for me, Maisie.”
Two more strokes of his fingers and pleasure thundered through me. The tension released, my entire body shaking as moans spilled freely from my lips. “Callum! Yes.”
Keeping me pressed against the wall with his hips, he saw me through it, not stopping until I was completely spent. His voice was a breathy groan against my neck as the orgasm finally subsided. “God, I’ve missed that.”
“So have I,” I whispered my reply, still panting. “I want you inside me, baby. Before someone comes to get us.”
“Shit, I really hate that we have to rush, but at least we have tonight. I hope you’re ready not to get much sleep.” He steadiedme on my feet and pulled a foil packet out of his back pocket, smirking slightly as he held my gaze. “I might’ve been optimistic about how our talk would go.”
He stuck the package between his teeth and undid his belt before I took over for him. Hastily unbuttoning his pants, I slid the zipper down and shoved the waistband as well as his underwear over his ass. Just far enough to expose his gloriously erect cock.
A I watched, he tore the condom open with his teeth and rolled it on. Then he moved his hands to my ass, but paused. “We need the bed for this. I’m not?—”
“Yes, you are.” I wrapped my arms around his neck
He nipped my lower lip and slid his hands to my thighs. “Your wish is my command. Always. When I pick you up, wrap your legs around me, and if it’s too uncomfortable against those stones, we’ll find a damn bed.”
Tightening his grip on my thighs, he lifted me against him and I hooked my ankles around his waist. He moved his body into position, his gaze never leaving mine. A moment later, the tip of his cock nudged against my entrance and he thrust in.
We both exhaled in relief, but he held still for just a moment, then slid deeper, not stopping until he was so deep that it was difficult to even breathe. He watched me intently, both of us breathing in broken gasps.
I wrapped a hand around the nape of his neck, drawing him closer and bending my head to press my mouth to his. As I kissed him, he started moving. It felt so good that sparks glittered behind my eyelids.
Callum groaned. “Shit, Mais. I love you. I missed you so fucking much.”
“I missed you, too,” I moaned. “I was so scared I was going to lose you. God, Callum. You own my heart, do you know that?”
“You’re never going to lose me,” he whispered as my thighs squeezed his hips. He moved inside me in a steady rhythm, thrusting in deep before withdrawing again and again.
He drove into me harder and faster, all the while kissing me like the ship was going down. Everything he was doing was so perfect that I was already getting close again.
Angling my hips to get just a little more friction where I needed it most, I lost myself to the pleasure building in my core. My fingers dug into the expensive fabric of his tux jacket and his hands stayed under me, holding me in place as he kept moving faster and faster.
Callum groaned, the sound so low it was clear he was getting close too. “Fuck, Maisie.”
Shockwaves of pleasure cascaded through me. The sounds of his obvious pleasure pushed me right to the edge. Both of his hands flexed on my ass, gripping it so tight it almost hurt. Then I felt him swell and that was it for me. I came again on his next thrust.
“Maisie.” My name was a loud, almost reverent moan and I felt his cock twitch deep within as he found his release. He buried his head in the crook of my neck, his hips slamming into me and his muscles quivering.
As we both recovered, he held me against the wall, peppering my throat with soft, lazy kisses until our breathing returned to normal. I was still shaky when I wiggled against him, reality sinking back in.
“I need to put myself back together.”
“You’re perfect exactly the way you are.” He lowered me, though. Keeping his hands on my hips, he seemed to check that I was steady enough to stand. “You don’t need to do a thing, but since I know you’re going to insist on it, what can I do to help?”
“Sadie’s going to be here any minute to escort me downstairs.” I pushed up on my toes to give him one last kiss. “Ineed to do something about my hair and touch up my lipstick, but do you think you can stall her while I get cleaned up?”
“You got it.” Sighing as if it was the most difficult thing he’d ever had to do, he finally let go of me. His pants went back on and he quickly tucked in his shirt before he went to the door. When he reached it, he turned to blow me a kiss over his shoulder. “I’ll see you down there, Maisie Morgan. I’ll be the one anxiously waiting to turn you into a Westwood.”
CHAPTER 47
CALLUM
Istood with Brody at my side, his little chest puffed out in his tux. He grinned up at me, gap-toothed and proud, and I felt a lump growing in my throat.
My son.
Despite having now known for a couple days that he was mine, I was still struggling to get my head wrapped around it. Unbelievably, it felt like my heart had tripled in size in the time since I’d found out. Looking at him now, I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t seen it immediately.
