Page 29 of Cowboy's Trial


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Leaning down, I cover her mouth with mine. We’re both breathless when I break the kiss, and my cock is hard inside her again. I don’t understand how I can be ready so quickly, but I can’t stop myself from wanting her.

“Every time you doubt us, I’m going to kiss the fuck out of you.”

“There is so much going on right now.”

Moving off her, I stand up and hold out my hand. She takes it, and I help her from the bed. I lead her to the adjoining bathroom, where I start the shower.

“We’ll talk after we get cleaned up.”

Andi

I needto get him out of here, but I missed him so much. I’m supposed to go to dinner with Lennox, but I’m more focused on Callum. My body craved him. I’ve been eating less in the weeks we’ve been apart. I’ve lost some weight too.

“Just a sec. I need to message Lennox.” I walk back to the main room and grab my phone.

Me

Callum showed up. We’re talking.

I fib a little. We’re going to talk, but we’ll also have lots of sex.

Lennox

Of course you are. Haha! I’ll see you at study group tomorrow.

Me

Thanks, bestie.

I add an evil smile emoji.

I return to the bathroom and stop dead in my tracks. Callum is standing in the shower, adjusting the water. His sculpted,muscular body is bent slightly, and I take in his profile. His honey-blond hair is usually trimmed close, but it’s grown longer in the time we’ve been apart, so has the scruff along his jaw. His muscles flex as he reaches up to adjust the showerhead. When he finally turns to look at me, I can’t hide the blush from checking him out. His cock lengthens, and my core flutters.

“Come here, nymph,” he orders.

I walk right to him and take his hand. Is it always going to be like this? All he has to do is give an order, and I obey. I want to obey him. I like the results. I like them a lot. But I also feel cherished. I can’t break it off with him, even though I should.

His long, callused fingers lace with mine, and he pulls me into the shower. His back shields me from the spray as I lean into his chest, wrapping my arms around him.

We take turns washing each other, gliding the soap over our skin. He turns me and slides a finger between my folds. I lean my head back against his chest, losing myself in the emotions and sensations. He rubs tight circles along my clit, making my toes curl.

“Please, Callum,” I beg for more.

He pushes me forward. “Hands on the wall.”

Water splashes down my back as he slides his cock against my butt before pushing into me. I throw my head back, and he grabs a handful of my wet hair, using it to guide himself in and out of me. His thrusts are long and torturous, keeping me on that precipice with every slow drag through my folds.

“Please,” I beg again.

“Take it all, Andrea,” he growls.

I love when he calls me by my full name in that over-enunciated way he does when he’s making love to me. He pulls all the way out and slams back in. His balls hit my pussy, teasing my clit, as I ramp up higher. I’m so close my body starts to tremble.

“Now, baby.”

I explode with stars behind my eyes and everything shattering in my body.

Callum’s grip on my hair and hip keep me from collapsing, then I feel him coming deep inside me. His body locks up, his legs tight and tense, the coarse hair brushing against the smoothness of mine.