Page 32 of The Bitter Words

His hooded eyes take me in, scrolling over every inch of my body. “You get sexier every time I see you.”

“So do you.” I take his shaft and run my palm up and down. “I’m glad I still have the same effect on you.”

“That won’t ever change.” He pushes up, sits back on his heels, and pulls out the top drawer of the nightstand. “Wanna hear something crazy?”

“What?”

“Your pops put these in here and told me where I could find them.” Callum pulls out a condom.

My eyes round. “No way!”

“Yeah.” He tosses it on the mattress and hovers over me. “I’m gonna taste you first.”

“I’d really like that.” My insides heat and tingles sweep through my core.

“Spread your legs, vixen.”

I do, and his eyes darken as he descends between them. He laps over me and I gasp at how sensitive I am.

“Holy shit, Callum. Your mouth… It’s so good.”

“Ride my face and show me how much you like it.” He licks my clit, pulls it into his mouth, and sucks.

I press my head into the pillow and release a throaty purr. I thrust into him and let all my reserve fade away.

Callum has been my missing piece since March and now he’s home for a while. I settle into the warm sensation of that thought and get lost in his technique.

He uses his tongue, fingers, and suction until I can’t see straight. I rotate my hips, play with my nipples, and get into perfect sync with him.

He groans when he peeks up at me. “How do you wanna come? On my face or on my dick?”

“Either.” I’m wet as can be and about to come. “Whatever way will feel best for you.”

He stops and trails kisses up my skin as he moves to lie on top of me. “I need to be inside of you.”

“Yes, Callum. I want that, too.”

The crown of his dick runs through my folds and over my clit as our mouths collide. He’s careful not to slide into me, but the friction from our grinding has me tilting up. I want him inside of me now.

Reading me, he breaks apart and finds the condom. “I wish we didn’t need to be using this.”

“You and me both.”

“We better get used to it.” He tears the package open and rolls it on.

He gets onto his back, shifting me so I’m on top. His burning gaze makes my heart explode.

“Callum Mayze, I love you.”

“I love you too, Lily.” He guides himself into me, stretching me and giving me every last inch of himself. “Fucking hell, you feel so good.”

“So do you.” I lean over and seal our love with a kiss.

I savor the stroke of his tongue over mine, the slight taste of weed on his breath, and our skin gliding over one another. There’s nothing I want more.

He picks up his pace, pumping in and out of me as he plays with my breasts. I spin my hips and find the perfect spot.

He moans. “Your pussy’s getting tighter.”