But it is also driving me crazy. I push up on my toes and bring my mouth closer to his. He shifts his hand so that his thumb is on my lower lip, the rest of his fingers holding my chin. In the split second before his head lowers, our eyes lock again, until mine sweep shut and I lift higher.
Our lips join and his kiss is delicate, hesitant almost so I push further into him, letting him know I’m not breakable, he doesn’t need to treat me like I’m delicate, or worry about what happened at the club.
Once he gets that signal, he pushes back and kisses me, pulling me against him, the scratch of his jeans against my bare skin makes me shiver. He wraps an arm around my waist and tilts my head so he can deepen the kiss.
I want to open my eyes to watch him but I also want to feel every moment of this.
He pulls back and stares into my eyes, something possessive comes over them. I stand still as he drags his T-shirt over his head and drops it on the floor, then he leans around, grabs the back of my thighs and picks me up, my legs going around his waist.
He groans and his eyes close for a second. I’m not sure why until he presses his lips to my ear.
“I can feel how wet your pussy is against my abs.”
Oh…That’s kind of hot. Hot enough to make my chest flush and my cheeks burn.
He turns and walks out of the room, heading along the hallway to his. When he sees my frown, he smirks. “I’m fucking you in my bed, Charley.”
He kicks his door shut which is pointless given we’re alone but that thought falls from my head when he sets me down and moves back, his eyes eating me up again. His fingers trail up my thigh to my hip then dip between my legs.
“Need to touch you,” he murmurs.
“Please,” I put a hand on his chest and move closer.
His traces my inner thigh and over my pubic bone.
“Are you a tease, Nashville?”
He growls. “Callum. And I’m just savoring the moment before…” he pushes two fingers inside of me, making me go up on my toes and grab onto his arm. “Damn, your tight,” he frowns.
“Not what you think,” I squeeze his arm. “It’s just been a long time.”
“Good,” he pulls back his fingers and lifts me, setting me on the bed, I push up on my elbows and watch him unbutton his jeans and lower them, dragging his underwear with it.
My mouth waters at the sight of his cock. It’s bigger than what I’ve seen before and a small bead of pre-cum glistens on the head. I chew on my lip and he takes it with his thumb, pulling it away with a smirk.
“Move into the middle of the bed.”
I do as he asks, and he opens a drawer on the table beside us, taking out a strip of condoms. He sets it beside me, then climbs onto the bed, nudging my thighs apart so he is kneeling up between them.
He eats me up with his eyes again and I clench, desperately wanting him to fill me, to ease the empty ache inside of me.
Instead he lowers himself so his face is level with my breasts and tugs a nipple between his teeth. My back arches at the contact, like I’ve been hit by a lightning bolt.
He cups the other breast as he sucks and nips the sensitive skin around it. Then he moves higher, kissing up my throat and neck, nuzzling into the gap beneath my ear. I’m just trying to get my senses straight from that when his fingers fill me again and I cry out.
“That’s it,” he whispers. “This is only the beginning Charley.”
That is a promise I am whole-heartedly behind. I spread my thighs wider, and he presses his knees into my ass, pushing in and out of me faster then slower. Teasing me to the point I want to yell at him, but he takes my mouth with his before I can do anything.
He finger fucks me and rolls his tongue around mine in rhythm with each other and it feels like I’m going to fly off the bed the way everything tightens inside of me. It's too fast, I want to enjoy it.
“Yes,” he says against my lips. “Come for me, Charley, show me how you’re going to treat my cock once it’s inside you.”
A whimper escapes.
“Don’t hold back,” he orders. “I want to hear every single second of your pleasure while I feel it.”
It’s like the dam breaks and I let out a cry as my back bows and I bear down on his fingers. He doesn’t stop moving them as he bites the side of my shoulder making me cry out again.
