“You okay?” I asked Beth. She appeared a bit dazed but nodded. So I joined Baird as Kaito, John, Botan, and Eric took up at his side.
The bloke blanched and shrugged down his T-shirt. Baird had wrinkled it when he’d grabbed him. “Right, right, I get it.” He looked between us all. “Sorry, sorry.” He backed away, tripping and stumbling in his hurry to leave.
I patted Baird on the back. “Thanks.”
“Did it for Beth.” He patted me in return.
Beth bridged the distance and squeezed his arm. “I appreciate it, but I can handle myself.”
“Shouldn’t have to handle shite like that.”
I couldn’t stand her suddenly despondent expression, so I pulled her gently into my arms. After a few seconds, she melted against me, and we began to sway again. As before, we found the rhythm easily together. I smiled to myself, wondering why she found it with me but not solo.
“Better?” I murmured.
“Much.”
I lifted her chin, searching her eyes to make sure that was true. Finding it was, I kissed her.
Like always, we ignited on impact.
When her hands started creeping up under my T-shirt, I broke the kiss. “Time to go.”
I didn’t even give Beth a chance to say goodbye to her mates. Passing John, I clapped him on the shoulder. “Happy Birthday.”
He laughed as we blew past him.
“Callan!” Beth giggled, tugging on my hand.
“No time to stop.”
The muggy summer evening air did nothing to cool the need building in us. If anything, it worsened things as our skin turned clammy. I barely remembered grabbing the cab or the drive back to the flat.
But I would never forget Beth impatiently kissing me as we stepped into the building. Or how we nearly tripped and fell trying to get up the stairs to her place.
As we stumbled against the wall on the landing below Beth’s floor, my lips hungry on hers, my hands eager on her body, I swear I almost came out of my skin at the tug on my zipper.
She yanked it down and slipped her hand inside to grip my cock confidently and pull it free of my underwear.
“Fuck,” I panted against her mouth. “Someone might come out of their flat.”
Her eyes were glazed with lust. “Then they’ll get a show.”
All thought but getting inside her fled my mind. I shoved up her dress, pulled her thong aside as she hooked her right leg around my hips. Then I was pushing inside her perfect, tight, wet heat.
God, she was soaked. I grunted, gritting my teeth against the need to come as she gasped at my intrusion. I bent my knees and thrust up into her.
“Callan!” she cried.
“Quiet, princess, quiet,” I groaned as I fucked her hard against the stairwell wall.
Beth bit her lips against her cries, her face etched with pleasure as our hips rocked hard and fast together like we’d wanted to on that dance floor. Possessiveness roared through me and I squeezed her breast, molding it, caressing it, owning every inch of her as my cock plunged in and out.
No one felt like her.
Never had.
I was totally lost in her.
