I press slowly, testing her. She doesn’t gag when I hit the back of her throat, so I groan.
“So fucking good.” I pull out. “Take off your pants.”
I take a step back and watch her undress. She’s bare before me as I pump my dick.
“Sit on my bed and touch yourself.”
She stares at me. I step forward and kiss her.
I whisper, “You don’t want to?”
She chews her lips. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
She breathes, “I can’t use my right hand.”
I can’t help the laugh that leaves my throat. I kiss her and smile down at her. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. Now, when you fucked Jax and Zephyr, did you use a condom?”
She stiffens at the question and then looks up at me. “No. I’m on birth control.”
I grin and say, “Get on the bed and bend over.”
She crawls onto the bed on all fours and looks back at me. I stare straight at that ass and that pussy. Fuck, I’m about to blow my load in there.
“Tiger, this is your last chance.”
She whispers, “Fuck me, Callum.”
I bite my bottom lip and walk over.
Chapter Forty-Three: Tigerlily
There’s a thrill humming through my body by saying those three words.
Fuck me, Callum.
I shiver at the look in his eyes as he walks over to me. He rubs my ass and says, “Spit on me.”
I hesitate for a second. Did I hear him right?
He grabs my chin and says, “Spit on my dick, Tiger.”
My pussy clenches at his tone, and my clit throbs, desperate for him. I turn around and spit on his dick. He moans, rubbing it all over him.
“You like that?”
I bite my lip, not knowing how to reply.
“Turn around.”
I turn around, and his palm lands on my lower back.
“Fuck,” he moans, touching his dick to my opening. He rubs me, teasing me. My body yearns for him, so I lean back. He sticks his fingers inside of me, and I whimper at the contact. My face falls onto the bed.
“Oh, fuck, Tiger,” he groans. “You’re so wet already.”
He aims his cock and presses into me. When he slides in, I cry out from the pleasure. He has to push through how tight I am, and I feel every inch of him enter me. He maneuvers his hips until he’s all the way in.
